The Imperfect Story
Chapter 22

"Take him out of this house! And hold the child lest he follow his adoptive mother." said Wati to some of his aides.

"Why can you do this to me? Please don't separate me from my son. I've been taking care of her lovingly all this time. Not Vita!" berang Kia tried to let go of the burly hand that held her. However, Wati's man still pulled her out of the house.

"Mama! Zayn didn't want to separate from Mama!" The crying Zayn also tried to rebel from those people.

"Zay!" kia shouted again with all her might, but the strength of the people who carried her was more maximal than her. The men put Kia in the car, whether she will be taken to where by them.

Zayn finally managed to escape the aide's grasp but unfortunately, Kia was first taken away by them. Looking at the car that had been driving, Zayn tried to chase until he fell.

It turned out that Devita had been monitoring from a distance. Seeing Zayn fall, he approached his son.

"Zayn, don't chase, yeah. Let's go in." said Vita persuaded while hugging Zayn.

"Zayn won't come in. Zayn wants to be with Mama!" Zayn tries to rebel to release Vita's embrace.

"But she's not your Mama, son" Vita said without hesitation.

"Nobody can replace Mama in Zayn's heart!" Zayn turned around and immediately ran inside to go to his room.

"I'm sorry, son. I'm sorry I ever threw you away." lirih Vita said looking at Zayn who was away.

Seven years ago~

After delivery, Vita did not want to stay in the hospital. Vita and Ishmael decided to return home.

In fact, having children does not make this couple happy, because after giving birth Vita experienced baby blues due to listening to the words of a neighbor who did not feel good when bringing Zayn home.

"About once giving birth, it doesn't feel like nine months of your marriage. Well, hamidun nih certainly." that's the babble from one of their neighbors.

In the room, when Zayn was crying loudly because of thirst, Ismail persuaded Vita to give Asi, but Vita refused. He was angry and hated the boy who had just been born.

"Can't let your son down. I hate hearing his voice!" vita said while covering her ears.

"Can't you give him Asi. He's thirsty, since birth he hasn't given Asi." Ismail said he wanted to hand Zayn over to him.

"I don't want to! I hate that kid!" Vita immediately pushed Ismail out of his room.

"Astaghfirullah, Vita. Istighfar, this is your son. Do not punish him like this, he does not understand anything and he is not wrong." said Ismail holding the door that will be closed.

"I said no, I didn't want to. Please don't force me, Mail. Take the boy out, my head hurts more and more to hear his voice! Right now, get out!" snapped Vita did not want to be denied.

From the next room, Wati heard the sound of Vita screaming and immediately approached the child and his daughter-in-law.

"What is this storm? Your voice has reached the neighbor's house, isn't it ashamed?" wati's voice broke the husband and wife's quarrel.

"My son is thirsty, Mom. But his mother didn't want to give Asi." replied Ismail as he patted Zayn's back hoping that the child could calm down.

"I don't want to see it, Mom. I don't like it, he's noisy." said Vita afterwards.

Wati pulled Ismail's arm away from his wife's room.  After arriving at the middle room, Wati also started babbling.

"You don't see, your wife is sick again. Why are you burdening him with your son?" chirp Wati without pity.

"This is our son, ma'am. Granddaughter Mother! Why do you call him a burden?" emotions Ismail.

"Huh! You are a hassle!" gerutu Wati immediately stepped towards the kitchen.

"Bella! Give your brother's son milk!" wati Titah.

"Stupid kid! Where does a baby drink milk with such a taste!" Wati felt furious.

"So what milk, Mom?" ask Bella again.

"Baby formula or body milk" replied Wati.

"Body milk?" Bella glanced at the two bumps under her neck.

"Basic stupid! Your milk is not enough to quench the baby's thirst. Go buy it at the shop!" Wati handed over a piece of blue money to her daughter. Bella just complied without a rebuttal. Yes, in her youth, Bella was a submissive child unlike the now who likes to rebel.

After buying the milk in question, Bella also prepared according to the recommendations listed in the milk box.

"Here, the milk box. Not body milk." chirped Bella giving bottle milk to Ismail 

"Thank you." Ishmael accepted it and gave it to Zayn.  A mouthful of two sips, Zayn refused to drink again. The baby doesn't like formula milk. Zayn was crying again. Wati who had wanted to sleep, put him away and approached Ismail who was still sitting in the living room, he could not go back to the room because Vita locked him from the inside.

"Because it's like this. We don't like the commotion. And importantly, the mother of this baby doesn't want it, how about you just take it to the orphanage." Wati suggested.

"Astaghfirullah, Mommy! What a cruel thing to your own granddaughter! I will never give my son to anyone!" berang Ismail did not expect.

"Well, now the choice is yours, choose the health of your wife or your child! I'll give you five minutes to think!" cetus Wati's.

Ishmael rubbed his face rough. Why he had to be given a hard choice, but he loved Devita so much. However, the word of Wati is a thing that is not to be ignored. Finally there is no other way, he prefers to give up his biological child.

In his mind, after Devita is healthy, he will take back the baby.

With a rainstorm and lightning that struck, Ismail drove his car through the highway filled with puddles. Ismail arrives in front of the 'Love' orphanage'. Hand over the baby on the grounds of finding the baby on the side of the road until the orphanage accepted openly.

"I'm sorry, Papa, son. Tomorrow Papa promises to come back to take you no matter what." murmured Ismail inwardly leaving Zayn crying in the arms of the orphanage's mother.

The next day, early in the morning Ishmael returned to Zaskia's house. It just so happened that Zaskia was pouting. Seeing that, Ismail ventured to ask Zaskia.

"What's up, Kia. Kok pouted so. Do you have a problem?" tanya Ishmael tried to calm down. Actually it was just a small talk, because he wanted to talk about Zayn.

"Just yesterday I was discharged from the hospital to check the health of my uterus, it turns out I can not have children" said Kia with pooled eyes, it feels like she regretted her life that could not give offspring to her husband.

"Of course, don't think about it. I don't have a problem with that. The important thing is that you are healthy, that is enough for me." said Ismail while hugging Kia to calm down.

"Sorry Kia, because of me you have to bear all this. I have no other choice but to make your contents corrupted." - Ishmael. Without Kia knowing, all this time Ismail did give a medicine for a uterus dryer for his wife so as not to have children from him. For him, the child of Vita alone was enough.

"Oh, yes. Coincidentally last night, I helped my friend carry a baby she found on the side of the road. Do you want to adopt him. He was about two days old." explained Ismail as he rubbed Kia's cheek.

"Why would anyone be so cruel as to throw away his own flesh and blood?" said Zaskia was upset, it touched Ismail's deepest heart.

"Can we adopt it?" ask Kia for approval.

"Of course, I also want this house to be crowded. And God seems to have chosen us to take care of him." said Ishmael with a smile, as did Kia. He seemed to forget his sadness.

"What if we go there now?" pinta Kia and Ismail agree. They adopted Zayn with happy hearts.

"I want to give him a name, Zayn. It's gotta be big and he's really handsome!" said Zaskia while pinching slowly Zayn's cheeks are still red.

Zayn Visual