The Rahim the Pay
A Comfortable Home

Naima is very grateful to Zico because he has been given a place to live as good and comfortable as that. Although he did not know if the house would only be his temporary residence.

"Everything is complete, which has no other ingredients and spices. I'll take you to the shopping mall tonight."

They are currently in the kitchen. There is a square dining table and is equipped with four black chairs.

"It's okay if you come out with me?" ask Naima to make sure.

"I'm not a public figure. Not everyone can recognize me."

"But Arsa can."

"It was just a coincidence. And it just so happens not to come so many times."

Naima was silent, as was what Zico said. Hopefully no one will recognize Zico.

"Ah yeah, can you cook?" zico asked then after a silence slipped between them.

Naima nodded. "Can."

"Good then. But later buy cooking ingredients that how to cook simple only. I don't want you to be soaked. Not every day cooking too, you will definitely feel tired. You can order it from the fast food app."

Without protesting, Naima nodded in agreement.

"Then, I want to put my clothes in the closet first" said Naima.

"Yes, I'm with you."

Naima walked towards the room she had seen before with Zico. The room is not too big. But it looks comfortable to live.

Naima opened the cloth bag containing her clothes that she wanted to put in the closet. He was surprised to open the door of the closet that has been filled with some special blouse clothes for pregnant women who are hanging.

Naima turned her head towards the man who was currently sitting on the edge of the bed. The man gave a faint smile as if he knew what was inside his mind.

"I bought a special for you, especially for pregnant women. You like him, don't you?"

Zico got up from his seat and walked a few steps, he stood right in front of Naima.

"Because I think this is a once in a lifetime thing for me. Aylin will never be able to conceive, and I will have a first child as well as a last. Therefore I will try to treat you as best I can."

Naima was moved by Zico's reply just now. But he tried to wake himself up not to get carried away. He remembered his initial agreement. If she's pregnant for that man, then it's only natural that Zico does that. Not for himself, but for the child he bears.

Zico looked at the clear white liquid nurturing Naima's eyelids.

"Hey, why are you crying?" Zico was about to touch Naima's cheek but the woman quickly dodged and wiped away the tears in her eyes so as not to drip.

"No, I'm fine" answered Naima and turned to her clothes.

"You sure it's okay? Are there any words that hurt your heart?" Zico made sure he was afraid of being unconscious.

Naima. "No, there's no. I'm not crying either. I just remember my mom at home. I'm afraid something happened to Mom when she was alone."

"You take it easy, I can hire someone to monitor your mother's condition. So you don't have to worry anymore."

Naima stopped her activities. He looked back at Zico with a question that enveloped him.

"Monitor mom? How's it?"

"Here it is my business."

"But can you guarantee the people you hire won't hurt mom?"

"Of course."

Naima is actually hesitant and scared, but Zico tries to convince her. He hoped that what Zico said was true. So that he could at least calm down for a long time with his mother.

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