
Arash continued to look towards Zia and Zia who were playing with Rayyan and Yumna. For some reason, he felt that he saw a perfect family in his eyes. There was a sense of unwillingness and unwillingness that suddenly appeared in Arash's heart, seeing such a perfect scene.
He should be the one laughing happily with Rayyan and Yumna, not Ibra.
"Rayyan wants some pudding?" tawar Arash, thus making everyone turn their head towards him.
"Papa's got pudding, loh. Rayyan wants?" Arash pointed at the pudding he had in his hand.
"Rash's? The pudding was too chewy for Rayyan. Fear of getting caught up with him. Mama didn't suggest you if Rayyan ate the pudding. Fear of sprains" said Mama Nayna reminded.
"Yes, Ma." Arash went back to eating his half-living pudding.
The man's eyes were not separated from Zia and Ibra.
"What are you thinking, Rash?" inner Arash while putting all the remaining pudding into his mouth, thus making the man's cheeks expand.
*
The clock has shown at nine o'clock in the evening, but Ibra is seen not leaving his apartment.
Rayyan and Yumna were already in the room with Zia, while Mama Nayna accompanied Ibra chatting.
Arash was furious, because his cousin looked more fun chatting with Mama Nayna, without remembering the time.
"It's late, Bra, you don't intend to stay here, do you?" arash asked loudly, making Ibra and Mama Nayna who were busy chatting turned to him.
"Can I sleep here?" ibra replied with a smile.
Arash clenched his hands, for some reason he didn't like to see Ibra's current smile that was seen mocking him.
"Sorry, I don't accept male guests staying here" replied Arash curiously.
"Hmm, okay. Then it means I have to go home!" Ibra smiled and got up from her seat.
"Tante, Ibra said to go home first, huh? See you tomorrow, yeah!" ibra said to Mama Nayna.
"Yes, Bra. Be careful on the road, yeah. Thank you for your words earlier. And, thank you also for accompanying Zia today."
the sentence that was just spoken by Mama Nayna also made Arash frown.
"Grandfather, Aunt. Ibra was happy to be able to accompany Zia," Ibra replied as she glanced cynically at Arash.
Arash pretended not to hear what Mama Nayna and Ibra were talking about just now, the man only hoped that his cousin would immediately leave his house.
"Yes, Ibra. Thank you for your time" said Mama Nayna.
"Together, Aunt. Anyway, if Auntie needs help, just tell Ibra. Ibra is ready to help."
"Have you?" cut Arash still with a taut tone of voice.
No, even more sniffling than before.
"Hurry home, I'll go to bed. Mama Nayna must be tired, too" Arash kicked out, which made Ibra and Mama Nayna smile.
"Yes, I want to go home." Ibra held out her hand to kiss the back of Mama Nayna's hand before saying goodbye.
"Pamit first, Auntie. if Aunty is per—"
"Udah, go home there Lo." Arash pulls Ibra's collar and drags her away from Mama Nayna while embracing the man's shoulder.
Mama Nayna just shook her head slowly looking at the level of Arash. The middle-aged woman was suspicious, if Arash must be feeling jealous right now.
Mama Nayna also gave a table and brought dirty dishes to the kitchen.
Arash walked towards his room, at the same time, Zia came out of the room.
"Well, where's Ibra, Mas?" zia asked with a frown, when she saw the man who drove her home was no longer there.
"Home home. It is not good to long receive guests night-night," replied Arash ketus.
Zia simply nodded her head, then she turned around and intended to return to the room.
"Zi" said Arash, prompting Zia to stop her steps.
"Yes?" zia replied as she turned to face Arash.
"You sleep in my room" said Arash, who made Zia frown.