Mom for Aira
Chapter 21.

"Ko mas directly yes, I don't know enough money what not." Zea protested.

Cup.

Arka peeping his wife's cheek.

"I'm your husband Ze, what's wrong with granting the wife's wish?"

"But, you are in trouble..."

"Sutt, insyaallah mas still have enough money to buy the land...."

Zea felt bad.

"Emm, what if we were just a joint venture?"

"Gga, you keep your money...."

"But...."

"Ngga nerima rejection, already now you shower the same Aira bath, already want to go to the mosque first, assalamu'alaikum.." give Aira.

"Wa'alaikumussalam.." received Aira.

After that Zea immediately took a bath as well as bathing Aira.

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"You get ready...."

"Where are you ready?" confused Zea.

How Zea was not confused, her husband immediately told her to get ready.

"We take a walk...."

"Oh...."

"Here you get ready...."

"He-he, come on Ai...."

Without asking much more, Zea immediately took over Aira, who was in her papa sling, to change her clothes.

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They were in the town square.

The atmosphere of the square is already crowded filled with young people who want to spend the Sunday night, with a girlfriend or friend.

Traders have also started selling their wares. Offering visitors to the square.

"Come on that..."

"Yes mas...."

Arka took Zea around the square, with her carrying Aira.

"Our bags go there yu.." pointed to the hat seller.

"Come...."

Arka obeyed the will of his wife.

"Beautiful, right?" asked Zea, after putting a pink knit hat on Aira's head.

"Yes..."

Arka did not lie, because the hat was so fitting on Aira's head, and increasingly add a funny and cute impression on Aira.

"This is sir...."

"30 thousand mba...."

Zea who will take the money in her sling bag loses quickly to Arka.

"This sir.." hand over fifty thousand.

"The return is for me.." continued Arka.

"Truly mas?"

"He sir...."

"Thank you, sir...."

"He's the same sir, let's.." said the saying.

"Let's go.." holding Zea's hand.

They continue to go around.

"Au" said Zea who felt pain in her stomach.

"Why?" panic Arka.

"My stomach is wrapped around...."

"Didn't you have lunch?"

Zea shook her head.

"Yes, you've been waiting here for a while" said Arka as she passed away.

A sweat the size of a corn seed, down wetting Zea's forehead. Signs of so much pain that he felt.

"Eat this first." handed him a pack of bread and mineral water.

Zea took it and ate it.

"Why don't you say you haven't had lunch?"

"Hehehe, I forgot that I haven't eaten yet." replied Zea.

"Hem.." stroking Zea's head.

"Is mas, the hijab will fall apart." Zea protested.

Arka was even more anxious to see Zea's behavior.

"Father, no, kasian mama.." said Aira.

"Hehehe, it's it, it's it..."

Kumandang azan maghrib was heard all over the square.

"Alhamdulillah is maghrib..."

"Come to the mosque first..."

"Yes...."

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"Darling you're sitting here, don't disturb the person who's praying, wait until you're done ok?"

"It's mah...."

"OK pinter..."

Zea also prayed.

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"Hehehe....."

"Let's go to papah..."

Then Zea carried Aira, out of the mosque.

"Hi dear papah.." said Arka.

"Hi papah." replied Zea.

"It's the same papah...."

"Nda wants" reject Aira.

"You're mama camah"

"Udah mas no papah..."

"Yes, here's the bag, let the mas carry it..."

Zea handed her sling bag.

"Yes, let's eat...."

"Yes..."

The two of them walked towards the meatball stall.

Along the way, Arka and Zea continued to chat. Sometimes they also tease Aira.

Brucks.

There was a woman who hit Zea. Aira who was squeezed by the woman's body immediately cried.

"Too the road pke dong eyes" cynical woman.

As the woman spoke, a distinctly alcoholic smell came out of her mouth. Be sure she's mabora.

Zea did not respond to the woman's words, she was busy calming Aira down.

"It turns out you still remain the same as before, always giving blame to others" said Arka cold.

The woman immediately turned to look at Arka.

For a second, the woman was glued to her place.

"Mas Ark"

"How are you, I miss.." moved to embrace Arka.

Brucks,

Arka violently pushed the woman who would embrace him, until the woman fell.

"Aren't you the same as me?" ask the woman with a face made sad.

"When I miss you, you are right, the man is not as good as you are." continued the woman with crocodile tears.

Arka just kept quiet, letting the woman run her drama.

"It must be our son, right?" pointing Aira.

The woman approached Zea and Aira.

"Hi dear, it's mama.." say hello to Aira.

Aira was crying.

"Here, give me my son.." yell at Zea.

The more Aira cried. He was scared, because of the woman's snatch. Because all this time no one raised the voice let alone snapped when in front of Aira.

"I'm sorry mba, but her Ai doesn't want to." replied Zea subtly.

"Be quiet, just sister ko belagu ngatur me"

"Quite Shiren, don't you lower my wife" Arka snapped.

Yep, that woman is Aira's biological mother. Shirens.

"Well, she's your wife?, has your taste changed, how could an Arka like a woman whose body is plywood rich, flat front and back?"

Zea was not angry when she said her body resembled a plywood. For her it is up to others to look like what, the most important thing is only her husband who can enjoy the beauty of her body.

"What do you want?"

"I'm sorry, I want to re-knit love with you...."

Zea was really amazed at the rapid change in the face and voice of the woman. The one who had been angry now became sad with a haunting voice.

"We start from the beginning, by raising our children together...."

Arka did not comment on the woman's words. He took Zea by the hand and took her away.

"Mas Arka I haven't finished talking yet." cried the woman.

Arka didn't care, she kept her feet up, away.

"Look at me, I won't let your life settle down." said the woman.

"My head" muttered Shiren in a stagger.

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Now the three sit in a meatball stall in the left corner of the square.

"You want a meatball or what meatball?"

"The meatball" Zea replied, briefly.

"OK...."

Arka immediately ordered the meatballs.

"Sweetie, you didn't order the drinks, iced oranges, no papa...."

"He" was busy playing with Aira.

"Why are you?" ask Arka who just realized the change of his wife.

"Papa's gang"

"Please mas mba.." said the waiter, while placing meatballs and muniman orders on their table.

"Thank you" Zea replied.

"It's the same mba..."

With his chuckle Zea immediately fed Aira meatballs.

"Dear boy?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, it's delicious." replied Aira as she held out one thumb.

Emuachs...

Anxiously, Zea kissed Aira's cheek.

Huuffttt, the Arka who felt in the cuekin could only sigh heavily.