Trapped in Love Little Girl
The Extra Part (3)

When the afternoon dawns. Zean and Sally were sitting quietly in the garden gazebo next to the house. They looked at their two children playing. The brother threw the ball at his sister, and vice versa.

"You see, Sa ...." Zean pointed at his son. "I'm not sure if Aksara grew up, she would be indifferent to her sister. Look at it now, Hira is only five years old, but Aksa is so protective."

Sally commented a smile, directing herself to be embraced by the husband. A pair of parents who were so proud of their children, unceasingly continued to praise.

Every day they gather in the afternoon. Zean always tried to go home faster and did not want to overtime. Work can be handled again tomorrow, but the moment of togetherness with the wife can never be repeated when the time continues to spin.

"Father! Cini's lambs!" Hira shouted in a typical boy voice. The words that are heard are still unclear.

Zean set foot on the ground, bent down and grabbed the approaching ball. He smiled warmly as he walked slowly.

"Aren't you tired, honey?" Zean asked while crouching. The man of two children tried to line the tiny body of his daughter.

Hira nodded quickly. The two pigtails on top of the head swayed. "No, Papa. Mumpung Bang Akca not les, Hila wants to play campai satisfied. Every time he's busy like Papa."

Aksara smiled and approached. Zean turned his head and stroked the first child's hair.

"Abang has to study hard because he's the successor to this family." Zean spoke calmly. He tried to give understanding even though he was not sure if his daughter would understand.

"Penellus?" Hira shakes his head. He looks dazed.

Zean chuckled to himself. Both of his hands then stall and hold Hira.

"Listen, Honey. Bang Aksara was the first child of Mama and Papa. That means ... he's got a job to keep and keep Papa's job."

"Papa not kelja anymore? But why is it still a cetiap hali pelgi?"

Hira's question made Zean laugh even more. He pinched the girl's petite nose and held Aksara.

The three walked towards Sally's place. The woman who had been sitting quietly since then also spread a smile.

"Sit here, yeah. Drink first. You guys are dry. I took a shower."

"Want to take another shower, Ma." Aksara.

Zean looked at Sally then shook his head, leaving Aksara confused.

"Why and why?" ask Aksa.

"Nothing, Son. We're proud of you." Sally answered feelingly.

The ten-year-old chose silence. He took an orange and offered it to his mother.

"Ma, peel it."

His mother volunteered. Though Aksara can do it himself but he is intentional. When the mother is not ruled by her father and sister, that is the right time to indulge in ria.

Hira who was in Zean's lap kept looking, watching her mother painstakingly peel the skin. When it was clean and one grain was extended to Aksara, the little girl's saliva dripped.

Zean's hands feel wet. The man looked down and saw Hira.

"Geez, Papa's son turned out to be a peeper. Ask Mama, Son."

Hira's face changed. The expression he had turned sad and ready to roar with tears. His black eyes had already piled up a clear liquid.

"Abang, why gini? Your sister wants to come here." Sally asked as she placed the orange on the plate to welcome Hira who was still sculpting.

Zean shifted position, approaching his daughter who was reflexively stopped. "Darling, he said he wanted oranges?"

"Bang Akcala is naughty, Pa." Hira complaining.

Everyone laughs together. The little girl who was about to cry became disoriented and turned confused. He retreated and wrapped his arms around Zean's neck. Her body slumped and returned to the embrace.

"Here, same Papa, huh?"

Hira was silent and only nodded once. The black eye derivative of Zean continued to pay attention to the characters so enjoyed.

"You two are like Mama. I like oranges." Zean said without looking at the person being talked about. His hand moved actively to feed Hira who went greedy like Aksara.

"Aksa, sit alone. You're a big one."

The characters shook their heads and did not want to. He kept asking to be fed while sitting slumped on his mother's lap.

The afternoon warms as the sun sets in the western horizon. The warmth broke through to the middle of the Zean and Sally families.

Two human beings who used to be together because of a sense of sacrifice for the sake of the family. Rela fights ego and tries to understand each other. Personal diving that is clearly the opposite.

When one exalts the ego, and the other must succumb. One cries, the other must be ready to be a place to lean.

The storm of misunderstanding marriage they've been through. Mutually strengthen and deepen the feeling of belonging when successfully passed together.

A marriage without love, without a sense of mutual need because each has everything. Property, family, and power. Zean and Sally have it all.

However, due to affection for the family, they survive and successfully cultivate love until the present moment.

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Thanks for reading. Carangeo ❤❤❤

Have you read the story of Hira Belom? Cus to Selaksa Cinta if it has not been finished, you know. 😁