
simon pulls Zahra's hand into the room
''i want to affirm something'' Simon said with a stern face
''honey'' call Zahra with adorable face
simon's eyes widened, his heart beating faster
damn..simon held himself wrong.
I must be firm, must not be weak in Simon's mind
''zahra I tell you, tell your son that if the problem we are facing is just a misunderstanding" said Simon
"my son?" asked Zahra in a full tone of inquiry
"so he's not our son? you doubt he's your son?" asked Zahra annoyed
how to become gini? simon's mind was panicking
"not so dear'' Simon tried to persuade Zahra
"i mean earlier...."
"already" Zahra broke up, then left the room
Simon prevents, but Zahra releases her hand from Simon's.
"honey" call Simon weakened with a pouting face, Simon continues to follow in Zahra's footsteps
but Zahra did not care, he continued to walk towards Azka's room.
arriving at Azka's room, Zahra immediately closed the door not letting Simon come in.
tock.... Simon knocked on the door
"sadly that's not what I meant" Simon explained
Simon ran out of ideas, no excuses for his defense because it was his fault that he said 'your son' to Zahra.
indirectly he said that Azka was not his son, but honestly simon did not mean that.
Simon ruffled his hair, frustrated
"hisss..pakek misspoke again'' Simon sizzled.
in the room, Aska invites Zahra to sleep next to her.
there was a feeling of pain in Zahra's heart, she felt she had not given enough affection to her son.
"sorry mom, baby" said Zahra, stroking her son's hair
azka is confused as to why her mother apologized.
"why is Mama sorry? Aska felt Mama did not have anything wrong" said Aska
Zahra smiled and hugged her son, without thinking about her husband who was out there.
"let's go to sleep" Zahra asked
Azka obeyed his mother's orders, she lay in her mother's arms, Azka longed for such times, she had not slept with her mother for a long time.
twelve o'clock at night
Zahra awoke to hear the open door.
Zahra looked at someone who had just entered with a matted face while holding a pillow, her face was clear.
to be honest Zahra wanted to laugh very loudly at Simon's current condition, how not the man who was feared in the office with his cool style, how not to, this was before him like a little cat lacking the affection of an employer
simon walked over to the bed, then lay down beside Zahra, without asking Zahra for approval.
"sorry, I said the wrong thing" Simon whispered right in Zahra's left ear
Simon immediately hugged Zahra from behind as Zahra was currently facing his son
"let go" Zahra's orders but Zahra is just pretending, she's holding back her laughter.
"honey" shouts simon in a resigned tone.
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it was breakfast in the morning, everyone was at the table
Zahra walked up to the dining table carrying a tray of side dishes she had just cooked herself.
since Zahra could walk, Zahra no longer asked others to cook, she took over the kitchen, she cooked herself because it was a form of family harmony.
by reminding his family about his cooking, and making them will depend on his cooking is one form of maintaining family integrity.