
After her conversation with Mita was over, Rangga immediately stepped foot into the room. Slowly Rangga opened the room door carefully so as not to cause a sound that could cause Alula to be disturbed. It appears that Vara is breastfeeding Alula.
Vara who felt the presence of her husband instantly raised her face. The two corners of her lips were perfectly attracted when she saw Rangga walking towards her. "What are you talking about with Mama, Mom? Why so long?" tanyakanya.
Rangga landed his body to the edge of the bed while loosening the tie. The coat that wrapped his body did not forget Rangga was open. Put it next to him to sit down.
"It's nothing, baby. Just to discuss Lala's problem" he said convincing if there was nothing strange they were talking about. Indeed, after discussing Audi's problems, Rangga and Mita also engaged in a conversation about Lala who was heartbroken.
"Is it really like that, Mom?"
Rangga nodded convincingly. His hand he crazily stroked the head of his wife who looked more beautiful.
"Aidan and Yura how, Mas? I'm afraid they'll cause trouble there later."
"You just calm down. Many people take care of the kids there. He had also ordered some bodyguards to guard the children from afar."
Vara's heart was relieved after hearing Rangga's words. His view turned to Alula who was getting firmer just taking his nutritional resources. "Why are the faces of children more dominant to you anyway, Mas. I was the one who was pregnant. It's not fair" Vara said. Rangga chuckled softly hearing his wife's words. Instantly Vara swung her lips at her husband's response.
"Mas!"
"Agh, Yes, yes. Maybe as long as you contain what is in your mind is just the face of Mas alone." kelakar origin.
Vara is back. "Why do you know, Mom?"
Vara nodded her head assenting. "Whatever effort I make to forget you, the results will end in vain. Your face is always present in every wake and sleep, Mas." he explained.
"Thank you for loving me. Mas will always try to be a good husband and father to the children." giving a kiss on the top of Vara's head.
***
While elsewhere. Zia and Fero's wedding is finally over. Zia had changed her clothes because she was tired and had difficulty walking. While Fero still uses the same clothes when ijab qabul.
The Zia and Fero families are engaged in a conversation discussing the marriage of their son and their first grandchild. Fero who saw Zia was already very exhausted without hesitation carried Zia towards their room.
"Take it off, I can do it myself. Shame to see Mom and Dad!" Zia's refusal was ignored. His legs rose as quickly as possible but carefully carried Zia into the room. The parents just shook their heads at the behavior of their children and ghosts.
"I can walk on my own, Fer. You don't have to bother like this." she said embarrassedly. Even Fero's ice-cold face showed absolutely no reaction to Zia's words.
His outstretched hand wiped away the sweat that was still left on Zia's forehead. Like being electrocuted, Zia's body shook violently to get a sweet treatment from Fero.
"I-I'll clean my body first. My body is so sticky." Get out of bed. His body that felt increasingly heavy made Zia trouble move. Seeing the troubled Zia, Fero's burly hand swiftly helped him to his feet.
"Thank you."