
After dinner, as usual. All family members will definitely gather in the middle room before leaving for their respective rooms to rest.
Zaidan, Zafir and Zhe seemed to focus on listening to the story of the youngest beloved Qiara during the holidays that ended up bringing Oma and Opa home.
Neta was busy accompanying Erzhan playing not far from the living room, while the parents are busy chatting a lot of things about their daily lives regardless of the handsome young lady Bramantya because they feel ignored by his beautiful wife.
Who else if not young Lord Sarfaraz Rasya Bramantya.
The man seemed annoyed to see Qiara putting the young masters of Rafindra first, rather than asking him to talk or go out for a short walk to see the night sky.
Beautiful women who never say rude let alone treat Faraz and Erzhan is not good, it is very rarely seen gathering with those closest to him.
That is why, while in the main residence of Rafindra. Almost all the time Qiara had run out to accompany the people of the house in order to vent the longing that sometimes can only be pendam without intending to express it to Faraz.
Obviously the woman knew very well her position now was no longer a girl who could arbitrarily do this and that. But there is already a husband and child that he must take care of all his needs ranging from waking up to want to sleep again.
Faraz could only waste his breath slowly, looking at his wife from the corner of the room. Occasionally give a code if he wants to go back first to the room to rest.
As if you understand, not to mention the clock has shown the number ten which means that rest time has arrived. Finally, Qiara was allowed to enter the room first with Erzhan who had fallen asleep in his carrier.
Faraz immediately took over carrying the son, not forgetting to ask permission from everyone who was still busy chatting a lot of things.
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Qiara opened the room door wide, letting Faraz in first with Erzhan in her arms.
The handsome boy was immediately placed into the middle of the bed slowly then in a blanket up to the limit of the chest.
"Mommy's lovely dream" whispered Qiara softly as she kissed Erzhan's cheeks.
Faraz did the same thing, not forgetting to whisper a bedtime prayer so that the son was always protected in every deep sleep.
In a sense of security, only then did the couple choose to leave the room to their room which happened to be quite close.
Qiara stepped in first into the room to tidy up some makeup tools that can still be used.
While Faraz closed the door of the room did not forget to lock it so that in the morning it was not disturbed by the loud cry of Erzhan.
"When to go home, Mom?" ask the wife who just came out of the bathroom.
"Don't know dear," replied Qiara as she approached her husband who spread out both hands asking for a hug.
"Why? Daddy didn't feel at home, been here a long time?"
"Ngga. It's just that, wanting to be alone with Mommy."
"Patience yes. If it's still in the main house, it's definitely time I'm finished with them." Qiara said soothingly
In his heart, he felt sorry for not having free time just to invite her husband to joke, especially the men in the main house were too possessive and did not allow the woman to glance at Faraz for a moment.
Unless already in the room like now, of course Faraz far more free to do whatever he wants to his wife.
"Now please cooperate, young master." Said Qiara together with the ruckus
"Your wife is too many concubines."
Faraz snatched away the annoyance, staring intently at the woman.
"There has not been a baby dede has been a lot of rivals," hebiknya do not like.
"Kan, different Daddy."
Qiara's laughter instantly broke seeing the wry look on the face of his beloved handsome man
"I don't want to share it." Faraz began to appear his possessive mode
"Mommy should come to the office tomorrow."
The woman just laughed amusedly while kissing the full extent of her husband's sulking face.
"Here is my dear husband."
"Don't take it." The memory of Faraz who already knew his wife's behavior
"Yes, it's just the two of us. Ok?"
Qiara no longer teased her husband, considering that tomorrow the man has a morning meeting that should not come too late.
They immediately lay their bodies on a soft bed also warm, hugging each other to find a sense of security and comfort before finally really falling asleep lulled in a dream.
However, only five minutes later did Qiara close both of her eyes which were too heavy just to open. Precisely surprised by the slow movement right on the chest that clearly visible all buttons of his top shirt is all open.
Who else did it if not Faraz himself.
"Mommy's getting some sleep, OK."
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