
Sean felt many wounds, countless how many tears had shed all this time. Always, every time he stared at the tiny fingers that made his blood spill a month ago, Sean shed tears.
How not, his presence is so anticipated and the birth of the baby just counts the days. The sudden calamity that befell Zalina made Sean clearly make Sean almost crazy.
Luckily after the long drama, Zalina and the child were saved. Of course Sean's affection doubled, only because of the worry of the incident repeated again, Sean chose to move rooms.
"Mas, why look?"
"Hm? No. Mas was asking him why he should be born that way."
"My fault, not his fault" said Zalina smiled warmly, since the incident Sean looks a little different.
Zalina didn't want Sean to blame anyone. Because it is actually the ladder has not dried because Mina cleans the spilled Habil drink, maybe too much when watering the water. Nevertheless, he did not want Sean to exaggerate the problem.
"Why should the house be two floors, should be one."
Zalina just smiled knots, one of the reasons she loved Sean was from the way she treated women, especially wives. Even though he was rude and often tense with his best friend, but to his son and wife he was very gentle.
Complete is their happiness, blessed with three children at the age of marriage is still relatively young. Marriage without an approach, even love later turned out to be this happy at last.
Although of course the first problem is the jealousy of Iqlima, but it is clear Sean can face. After a long time of crying if Sean indulges his wife, this time Iqlima jealous of inner birth because Sean is more intense to his sister.
While Habil was clearly not so concerned, perhaps even grateful that the man was no longer teasing and making her cry every day. At present, crying is still dominated by Iqlima who is all wrong and does not like to see his sister suckle while he is no longer allowed long ago.
"Mauu ladii, umii."
"No, it can't be .. Ima himself said asem, yes, right?"
It's been weaned long enough, and he's fine. Surprisingly when he saw his sister suckling, Iqlima changed his mind. The babysitter is no longer powerful, forced Sean to find Ricko so that the princess calms down a little. I don't know what charm Ricko to successfully conquer Sean's daughter.
"Take a walk, not a distance" Sean told the nanny without the paycheck.
"okay ... Ima same om here, let Dedek Anja same abi ya."
Sean clucked annoyed at Ricko's words. He tried to find the right name for the son, it could be a hero named Syauqi Altar Ebrahim he replaced Andja (Child of the prison).
"Can you stop calling him Andja?" sean asked listlessly, he was already lazy to quarrel at this moment.
"Why? It's good ... Andja (son of the prison) yes, right, princess?" Ricko asked for justification from Iqlima for his remarks.
"Butans, Om, dede Aqi."
"Andja!!"
"Aqiii"
"Andja, it's better to be more manly."
"Aqi, Om."
It was up to them, no one was sane indeed and Sean was reluctant to join for now. Let them argue until the end before the magrib, just see who is tired later.
Sean is currently feeling a bit lost. His extended family had just returned to Jakarta, of course his head was a little sick facing his nephew and his baby fighting every time.
"Where's ricko?"
"Get out, just let him. .. come in."
Sometimes without Ricko the atmosphere was calmer, they stepped into the mansion. After spending time out of town with Axel and Satria, Ana longs for Zalina and her baby.
Arriving in the family room, of course, the main goal of Ana is the tiny baby Zalina. For so long she had not held a baby this small, Satria was already big and obviously she missed those times.
"Mom, Satria wants something like this," Satria's pinta suddenly makes Ana's eyelids blink slowly.
Anyone in the room understood that Ana would never be able to grant Satria's request. Until, as quickly as possible Zalina comforted Satria with words that were so soothing.
"Satria ... dedek Syauqi has Satria too," said Zalina softly, without needing to explain she understood very well how difficult Ana said that to Satria.
"Can, Auntie?"
"Of course you can, honey."
"Later Ima bit Satria again," he said carefully, since often visited Satria always ended up grimacing due to the bite of Iqlima, either because of anxiety or why.
"No, his sister's the same."
"Okay, Auntie."
The interaction of the two can not be separated from the eyes of Sean and Axel. Both of them were silent and did not dare to reveal anything, as Zalina, Sean also understood their feelings.
Thiiin tiiin
Back, the motor horn began to sound and certainly the two lovebirds had gone home. It was only a few minutes, why so fast, Sean thought.
Even more surprising, Ricko actually drove his motorcycle to the living room. With Iqlima who chuckled and thought that Ricko was comforting him.
"God this man, what are you doing?"
"We're being chased, Sean!!" ricko shouted as he carried Iqlima in his arms.
"Chase who?"
"Anjink bang Tony!!" panicked, the experience of being chased by a neighbor Sean's pet makes Ricko traumatized and turned around when passing the man's house, unfortunately Ricko's fear actually happened.
"Yes very suitable for her to be a nanny Iqlima," said Sean between regret and not Iqlima so close with Ricko.
"Right, quick and responsive, too" Axel added, confirming Sean's remarks.
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~ Really Finished ~