
After entertaining Zidane in a million ways Zayn finally wanted to eat with his father. Sometimes he chattered because he was too happy to eat even a straw.
" Papa keljana banak huh ?" ask Zidane who is still lispy.
" Yes son, so papa is late to go home "he replied.
" hmm, so well. uh butii pa. papa kana bunak buanak why papa tired kelja mending papa in the same house we " zidane said with his hands showing like a teacher.
" hahaha "Zayn couldn't help but laugh when he heard his son's babble.
" can't be so son, papa must be a good example for other people later they are lazy to work" said Zayn.
Zidane seemed to think by knocking his index finger on his forehead, how to make his father was not working overtime anymore.
" hmm if begicu papa keljana online ajah can be at home, coalna aunty feby schoolna in this disposable house (often pointing at the notebook in his father's briefcase) " his answer with a myriad of little intrigue made Zayn not say what. Zayn felt guilty for lying to his son who had believed in him.
Zayn turned his head to the side so as not to laugh because the words of his son really tickled his stomach since when he knew online work " Well papa will always be on Zidane's side but on one condition Zidane should nurut the same mama and papa "detailed Zayn.
" issh isshh, papa I nulut same mama, I bkechalang already nonjokin friend Zidane "he said with index finger that can not be silent.
" When was Zidane not a friend ? "
" Temalin same time mama play to the park, meleka meledek papa if Zidane puna mama melalu said meleka papa again in the same woman tantik but not mama " the answer was plain and ruffled waist as if it needed Zayn's explanation.
Zayn with his surprised face muttered inwardly
" Oh my God, why would this happen, if Zidane knew he would be angry that I had betrayed his mother."
" Zinezine's friend wrongly saw maybe, so papa's son should not be easy to trust others ya "he explained.
" yeah pah, eat kemalin Zidane tonjok mukana. telus mama even to mama fortunately mama won hehe" said the little boy with a pepsodent smile.
" mama why baby, mama is okay, right? "
Zoe who was approaching them cut off the talk of father and son.
" on speaking mama yah ?" ask Zoe.
" why don't you talk honey if someone wants to slap you ?" Zayn.
" people I don't why, anyways their children who are looking for problems who use ngatain zidane have a stepmom is to have a new mama. That's why Zidane immediately stopped him to let him know the feeling of the child's tuh "said Zoe ignited emotions.
Zayn was shocked by Zoe's words, because every parent must have broken up if his child fights this was even supported.
" for a minute, don't tell me you didn't break up our son when he fought that ? " sanyanya.
" yes, it's not what people like, especially Zidane is already proficient with martial arts that I have taught "he explained.
" Goshaha" said Zayn in shock as he stroked his chest.
" why not get hurt later if he is injured or zidane is injured how is it just a small problem dear "
" haisshh what a small problem, is it not the shadow that you are slandered like it is willing or maybe it is really hmm...?" Zoe.
Zayn instantly turned frozen without a wart.
" hellow dear, even dreamy "said Zoe again.
" mm uh, I don't feel my head is dizzy because it has not rested from yesterday" said Zayn.
" yes, the water is ready, I will finish taking a shower rest aja aja darling I want to train zidane first "he replied.
" hmm well "he said without asking what to practice.