The Prince
180. Come Aunt

“Hoaaam,” 

Accustomed to waking up at dawn since infancy, and Kia taught dawn prayers after the age of 3 years, Ipang was awakened when the adzan reverberated.

The Prince opened his eyes, for a moment the Prince was startled and confused. The first thing she saw, the moon orchid flower decoration was straight from her sight, which was located on a gorgeous glass table.

The prince blinked his eyes again, this was not the atmosphere of Mr. Alvin's house, nor was it his dormitory, nor was it his old room. The prince then looked to the side.

At that instant the Prince's lips flashed a smile. The prince realized that the weight that shackled his body was his mother's legs and his father's hands. The Prince in Kia's arms, Kia in Aslan's arms and Aslan's long hands also reached for the Prince.

“Mother, Father!” call the Prince with enthusiasm and happiness.

“Emmpt” Kia was wriggling and woke up hearing the Prince's call. Kia felt claustrophobic, realizing she was flanked by two large version twin boys and a small version. They have almost the same eye color and properties. Aslan also woke up when his hands were preoccupied by his son and wife.

“For Mother!” said the Prince cheerfully and happily turning his sleeping position towards Kia. The prince also immediately moved his hand hugging kia and submerged his face into his mother's body filled with that warmth.

“Morning, mother's son, mmwah mmwah!” kia replied smiling back to hold her Son and kissed the top of the Prince's head. 

“Daddy's son woke up first apparently?” sahut Aslan from behind Kia's body with a perfect smile. 

It was warm, very warm that they felt that morning. Even though it is invisible, in the room there are beautiful and fragrant flowers. As if there was already nothing else they wanted to achieve, the world of the three of them that morning was almost perfect. Years apart with empty hearts and lame legs, everything has now been filled. 

Kia and Aslan were found to complement each other. Prepare to step together in love. And today for the first time, the three of them woke up able to hug each other, staring at each other's presence and whereabouts. They're real gathered. 

Finally Ipang's dream came true. I can sleep with my mom and dad. But Ipang still feels strange when he sees his mother being hugged so tightly and possessively by his father. Even though Ipang knew it was his father, Ipang was not used to it. For Ipang, his mother was his.

“Ipang also wants to be hugged by dad!” said the spoiled Prince did not want his father to hug his mother.

Kia and Aslan chuckled. Last night, the Prince slept in the middle. His father was the bad one playing slide-over. His son is protesting.

“Sini-here!” answer Aslan. 

The prince immediately woke up jumping over Kia and ndusel separated his father and mother. Aslan immediately caught the little miniature boy himself.

“Daddy's son is great anyway, wake up alone, wake up early again!” aslan carried the Prince in his arms. Aslan also showered the Prince with many kisses playing tickle the Prince.

“Ahahaha, ticklish dad, ticklish!” the prince turned to avoid his father.

Aslan still continued to bother him so that the child and father continued to joke and continued to toy jotos and fight lies. Kia was silent with a haru look and was full of gratitude. Kia's debt as the mother of liars who had been burdening her was paid off.

The heavy burden that he had been carrying because he had to carry out a dual role as the mother and father of the Prince had also left.

The number of painful days he went through seemed to disappear without a trace, all paid off with the happiness he felt now. God has ended all of Kia's nightmares and replaced them with flashes of happiness.

At that instant, Kia remembered Alena. 

“What Alena is up? He was confused, when he opened his eyes ?” inner Kia. 

“Ipang, Dad. It's already made up, it's dawn! Pray there!” kia stopped the laughter of the two men.

Ipang and Aslan turned to Kia and fell silent. 

“Yes Bu!” answer Ipang obediently. “Come on dad, we pray pilgrims!” bring Ipang.

“Daddy shower first yes!” aslan answered his neck. 

“Why take a shower in the morning, Dad? Is it still late?” ask the Prince plain.

Aslan wavered and glanced at Kia asking for help in answering. Although not yet done the process of making Ipang's sister, but Aslan still berhadas.

Kia's body charm and poignancy can't stem Aslan's has*at from removing the gathered seeds. 

But that would be natural, because for years Aslan was almost like an abnormal man who could not complete his biological needs.

Aslan is a healthy and normal man. His body, all his organs and hormones were working actively but for years Aslan forcefully rested. Even all this time Aslan only issued him with a dream of meeting Kia even though he could not see her face clearly. For 7 years Aslan was only haunted and overshadowed by his brief encounter with Kia.

Of course, when now Aslan's dream becomes real, Aslan's body and spirit demand his right. No matter how and how Kia was in what kind of situation, Aslan had to finish it. Although not going through the path should have been the important one with the real Kia, it was better than for 7 years with just a dream and going out alone.

“Dad took a shower for a while, son. Facing Allah does not have to be clean and fragrant, Prince also last night did not wash his feet first right? Still got dirty clothes, right? Before the shower with my dad. Wear warm water. Morning shower is healthy!” replied Kia intelligently explaining to the Prince with good reason. Kia saw her husband unable to answer. 

Hearing his mother's detailed and positive-value explanation, the kind and clever Prince nodded obediently. 

“Iya Ma!” answered Prince. 

“But, the bath is not over, the dawn is over!” kia again.

“Iya, Mom. I pray and shower too right?” ask Prince. 

“Mother is in a state, so do not pray. I shower after you guys ya!” answer Kia 

“Yes Mom, come on dad!” answered Prince.

The two of them then immediately went into the bathroom, Kia also prepared clothes for her son and husband. Kia put it on the bed. 

Kia thought Aslan was quite capable of taking care of the Prince, as the Prince was also independent. Kia then left her room.

Because inside Kia's house, Kia also forgot there was Radit upstairs, Kia came out of the room wearing only the frilly sleeveless nightgown that Aslan had bought her. His long and bushy hair he splints upwards with a butterfly-shaped hairpin that is very beautiful and shiny in gold. 

Although without makeup and wake up, Kia is a mahadevi if you look like that. The smooth and shiny white skin that has been covered looks so real. Her slender body was also beautifully painted. If it opens up like this, Kia is much more dazzling than Paulina. 

“Krek” Kia opens Alena's room door.

Kia turned off the sleeping lights and gently opened the curtains of her room. Kia smiled to see Alena sleeping.

Kia approached to wake him up. Unfortunately Kia found Alena's eyes very puffy, even in the corner of her eyes wet.

“What are you crying for, son?” inner Kia stroked Alena's hair gently. Kia believes Alena is crying. “Did he hear our conversation last night?” inner Kia again. 

Alena awakens from Kia's caress. 

“Morning, Dear?” kia asked kindly knowing Alena opened her eyes. 

Alena is still quiet and collecting awareness. 3 months of living in quarantine is indeed far from her Mommy. But Alena also just woke up this time greeted by women who Alena had seen simple and in her brain like a bad woman, now look beautiful and friendly full of warm. 

“How did you sleep last night, son? Convenient right?” ask Kia again because Alena is still silent. 

“What is his mother's aunt Ipang?” ask Alena plain. 

It's the first time Alena has seen Kia without a hijab, and it's so beautiful. Alena herself was immediately gobsmacked and bewitched by Kia's beauty.  Moreover, her smile was so shady and warm to Alena. Kia's words were also always gentle and heart-tapping. Alena did not dare to say as rudely as before. 

“Yes, we were together last night and already acquainted. Did you forget?” ask Kia kindly.

Alena shook her head.

“Mommy where? Alena where now?” ask Alena again. 

“Ehm... “ Kia cleared her throat.

Kia sendiri belum menghubungi Paul, Kia belum tahu tepatnya dimana Paulina sekarang. 

“Alena is in the Prince's room now. Alena wake up! Morning prayer, shower, after breakfast, Daddy will deliver to Mommy Alena, okay!” answer Kia. 

“So this is the Prince's room and not Mommy's house?” ask Alena again. 

“No! This is your Prince's house and Daddy's!” answer Kia explained. 

Alena silently looked around and then looked down listlessly. It turned out that the Prince's room was very nice, the child that Alena was hostile to and Alena insulted the son of a hick. It was Daddy Aslan's real son. 

“Hey... come on up! Fajr prayers first yes!” kia said she wanted to educate Alena to pray as well. 

“Sholat?” ask Alena suddenly.

“Iya!” kia replied nodding.

“What is aunty prayer?” asked Alena again innocently. 

Dhegs 

Alena is only 6 years old, 4 months older than the Prince. Alena is also not a school in Kindergarten or an Islamic-based play group, but an international whose friends are also different religions.

Paul and Aslan themselves, despite being Muslims, may never pray, much less teach him. Kia remembered when Kia invited Aslan to pray for the first time, Aslan also looked excited. 

“Alena hasn't been taught to pray?” ask Kia. 

“Numbered, auntie!” 

“What has Alena ever seen?” 

“No!” answer Alena again. 

Kia nodded pityingly, almost even crying knowing this innocent smart beautiful child, not only did not get the affection it should, but also did not get the right to education and study it well. 

“Well then, when will Auntie want to?"

"You Auntie!"

"Okay, yes already, if Alena is still sleepy, sleep again is okay, later Aunt wakes up again, but if Alena wants to play, if you want, join the plant watering aunty can, too, let's get up yuk!” take Kia kindly to give you a choice. 

“Alena tagged, Auntie!” alena replied beyond Kia's expectations.

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