ZaLea
Meet Papa CaMer

"By, wake up baby. We've reached your house." Call Zayn gently wake me up. But right now I'm still not budging. I am still excited about my dreams.

Falling asleep in the steering wheel of Zayn's car. Like feeling comfortable when viewed from any point of view, falling asleep in this sitting position is very uncomfortable. Maybe because of the aroma that was emanating in it that made it calm. The combination of the aroma of soft therapy is what I feel, this is not just the aroma of one aroma therapy. Combined with Zayn's perfume that I know so well. It makes me feel calm as hypnotized but very conscious.

"Geez By why when I use the car, you always fall asleep!" His complaint.

"Dear wake up We've arrived." Deuteronomy.

"Eyeh,... Zay." I muttered, still closing my eyes.

"Wake up, we've arrived." Again, this time his hand was stroking my right cheek.

"I'm so sleepy, Zayn. Can you just carry it?" My voice is a little hoarse, typical of the sound of people waking up. Do not forget that my faithful eyes are closing.

"Are you sure you want to be carried? Not ashamed of your mother?"

"Emmm.. If you see Mama, just say I'm sleeping."

"Yes is here. I'm a jerky."

Zayn entered after the door was opened by one of the house assistants. When we got to the living room, it was true that we met mom and dad.

"Lho, son Zayn. Why else?" Ask mama.

"Eh, night om. Aunt night. Zara sleeping aunt." He answered while glancing at me. Sayup-sayup I heard Zayn calling Om. That means papa's home.

Let it. I say hello to you tomorrow morning. Yes since his departure two months ago out of town, Papa went straight to Germany to help my eldest brother who has a little problem in the company. Later, he visited Rendra in America. Really busy people. But that's my papa.

Thankfully, my mom is still thinking about me. Mama said, Pity that I've been home alone for too long. Usually, if it's only a week or two, Mama goes with papa. This is the first time Zayn has met papa. I don't think there's any jitters Zayn's showing.

"Yes, just take it to the room." Broken mama.

"Good aunt. Zayn, excuse me to go upstairs." Pamphitt.

Arriving at the room, Zayn lowered me carefully onto the bed. Tidied up my position and snatched me up.

"By, I'm out first. All right, I'm gonna go home, sweet dream baby." Zayn said beside me. Fucked my forehead.

"Zay." Zayn." Call me when Zayn starts moving.

"Why wake up?"

"So I heard you call Om. Papa I'm home, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes. You just sleep again. Papa you already know that you're sleeping." The answer.

"oh, okay."

Below Zayn climbed the stairs.

"Ma, who's Adek driving?"

"Name Zayn. She's Adek pa's girlfriend."

"Kok papa just found out?"

"Yes because papa's never been home lately."

"Oh, so new boyfriend. But ma, papa tasa papa's never seen that young man."

"Apaan the hell papa. Where have you ever met Zayn?"

"That's it ma, papa forgot where it was. She's been working?"

"Papa's feeling, papa's seen that young man during a meeting with a client." Mumbled the papa.

"It's pa, it's his son already down." Reprove when you see Zayn at the end of the stairs.

"Om aunt." Greet Zayn as he approaches and shake his second hand.

"Thank you, son. Adek always repotin you."

"Not a aunt. I'm sorry Zayn took Zara a long way. Zara's tired."

Papa just kept his flat face. It always has been. When meeting new people, always do not want to lose his wife.

"Then Zayn excuse me to come home, auntie, um."

"Wouldn't you like to coffee with me?" Well, the papa. Once open the sound even ngajak coffee.

"Sorry, next time. It's too late. Tomorrow I also have to go to school." Zayn tried to be friendly. He usually has a cold face.

"Have known tomorrow the school is still wandering until this night." Ketus.

"Papa." Resilient mom.

"Why not blame?"

"yes, papa is not wrong. Already, son Zayn. Don't take the heart of his father Adek's talk. You go home, it's late too. Poor mama you waited for the night."

"Currently, the little boy's wear is awaited."

"Papa." Tegur mama slightly glared at papa.

"Zayn excuse me, auntie." Zayn reached out his hand.

"Hm." Papa answered still flat but did not mind also extended the ladder to Zayn.

"Be careful, son."

"Yes aunt. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight." Reply both.

After Zayn left, Mama looked at papa cynically. Don't know where her husband's attitude comes from.

"What do you mean to do that to Nak Zayn?."

"Papa's just trying to keep our jewels. Papa doesn't want Adek to fall into the wrong hands."

"Adek also has his own judgment. Mama see, Nak Zayn seems like a good young man too."

"It's like that in front of us, but we don't know it's out there ma." Papa was pampered with his opinion.

"Yes, it's up to papa."

"We saw Brother's response first." Breakup papa.

"Given my mother, I've met Nak Zayn once before."

"Isn't he?"

"Yes, when you go home first. They are also in this house. At that time Nak Zayn also nganter Adek went home from school. It was the first time."