Mom for Aira
Chapter 34.

Aira woke up with disordered breathing, a little sweat flooding her body. She was crying too.

Zea, who was being spoiled to her husband, immediately woke up, lifting Aira from her box.

"Cup cup cup.." trying to get Aira.

Holding Aira's forehead, and it turns hot. Signs that Aira has a fever.

"Mas, Ai has a fever.." she reported it to her husband.

Arka got up from her seat, approaching the wife who walked back and forth to find her son.

"He" said Arka after holding Aira's forehead.

"Huhuhu mamah.." cried Aira.

"Love mamah here, don't cry...."

"Huhuhuhuhu....."

Zea said no more. He kept fondling Aira for the boy to stop being manic.

Meanwhile, Arka goes to the kitchen, to make breakfast for Aira.

"You want papah?" bargain Zea.

Aira nodded.

Then Zea brought Aira to the kitchen.

"For Ai.." say hello to Airin.

"For bude.." replied Zea representing Aira.

"I'm why, ko nangis...."

"Foam mba....."

"Ohh, definitely because of eating fresh ice cream...."

"No.." irritated Aira.

"It's.." reply mba Airin.

"Don't...."

Mba Airin is more happy to make Aira. Until the boy cried again.

Zea rolled her eyes lazily.

"Mba plis, do not leadekin Ai continue.." please Zea.

"Hihihi, it's it, sorry......"

Mba Airin then left.

"Honey, come on papah, kasian mamah, from kemaren mbopong you continue...."

"Gga wants, want to be the same mama" reject Aira.

"Kalo Ai does not want to be the same papah, Ai eat yes..."

Instead of later he was told with his papa better now he eats.

Aira nodded. Afterwards Zea took the porridge that had been cooked by her husband.

Scooping the porridge bit by bit, then feeding it to Aira's little mouth.

"Alhamdulillah smart son of mama, now drink syrup yes, let it heal quickly...."

"No, not good"

"Yes no papa, later we stay Aira to the night market ya mah.." said Arka.

"The evil father" the wrath of Aira.

Zea was still trying to hold back from yelling at Aira.

"Darling, did you ever say what not to do?"

"I'm angry, but it's bad papah...."

"Father no evil ko, papah just want to love to drink the syrup, let it heal quickly yes...."

"But Ai's coming to the night...."

"Dear, now drink the syrup.." - Timpal Arka.

Finally after a long drama, Aira wanted to drink the syrup. Shortly after drinking the syrup, he fell asleep.

Of course, it is usually in heat-lowering drugs containing sleeping pills as well. So that the drinker can rest in peace.

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"Where are you, I'm better?" zea asked when her husband had just come out of her mother's room.

"Alhamdulillah dear...."

"Alhamdulillah, how is it?" he asked, because since waking up he had not asked the situation of the husband.

"Alhamdulillah has healed, although there is still a little...."

"Yes, now I'm resting..."

"Later, it's still morning, let's go and have a meal, for sure from yesterday I'll just eat a little.." pulled Zea's arm, headed for the kitchen.

Arriving in the kitchen, Arka pulled one of his chairs, then let the wife sit down.

"Maybe, the kemesranya not in the umbar.." said mba Airin.

"Say if you envy, it's in the house, so dong free"

Tuk

Mba Airin flicked his sister's forehead.

"Hua, mas Bimo...., quickly go home dong.." said mba Airin with a face made sad.

"Arka.." cried mba Airin stuck.

"Udah mba mas, do not muleka-ledekan mulu, now let's have breakfast" said Zea.

Both also according, like a child who was scolded by his mother.

Zea took the plate, then filled it with rice and side dishes. He then shared it with his husband and brother-in-law.

"Let's eat.." he said again.

They finally had breakfast together.

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Now Zea is busy collecting dirty clothes belonging to her husband, children and her own.

"You want to wash that shirt...."

"Yes mas...."

"Don't, let's just take it to the laundry...."

"It's only this mas, I can still.." couldn't continue his words, because Arka had already silenced Zea's mouth with her own mouth.

After the silence was removed, Zea and Arka both tried to scoop up as much air as possible.

"Yes, mas peg, yes, it's been almost a week without it.." staring with full supplication.

"But, what's the danger of 'dede'?"

"Gga ko, as long as we are careful in doing it, right yesterday when your prise is healthy there is nothing to worry about....."

Zea was silent.

Zea knew rejecting the husband's request was sinful, but she was afraid that something would happen to her future baby. Especially this is the first time for him.

"The cliches, the dear ones are not as adek mas.." grabbed Zea's hand, and then led the hand to touch her little adak.

Zea was shocked, as she held the little adak of her husband who was already standing.

Zea closed her eyes, inhaled a deep breath, then took it out slowly.

"He can." said Zea gave permission.

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Three days have passed....

After making sure his mother's condition was cured, Arka invited his small family to go home.

And now they just got out of the car.

Neighbors who were shopping at a mobile vegetable maker immediately changed direction. Now they gathered around Zea, Arka and Aira, who were in the arms of Arka.

"Mas, that's what went viral the day after the real mas..."

"Well, really not, or is that not Arka?"

Ask the mothers who directly lean Arka with questions about the viral video yesterday.

"Assalamu'alaikum, good morning ma'am." Zea said.

She did it on purpose, because she did not want her husband to go back to thinking about it and then drop back.

"Eh, there's mba Zea yeah...."

"Wa'alaikumus greetings...."

"For also mba Zea...."

Response of mothers.

Arka immediately took advantage of the opportunity to go inside. Not that Arka was impolite, only that he was too lazy to answer questions about it.

"Eh, ko mas Arka does not exist...."

"Mas Arka has already entered first, ma'am, same Aira.." replied Zea.

"Ohhh, but the news really isn't mba?"

"Well, why, if not why?"

"Why, we just want to know..."

"It's the same as Arka, the time since marriage whether you have a problem, from the chili tree to burn, continue now kebonnya sold people......."

Nyepi.

Limah's words went straight into Zea's heart and stabbed him, like a sharp weapon that was deliberately punched.

Be ill.

That one word was what described Zea's current feelings. Even now he was silent and deep.

Who is not sick, if he is accused of being a ready bearer in the lives of those around him? The answer is that there is no one who does not feel pain when accused like that.

"Mom-mom, so do not want to shop, if I do not want to nerusin around.." shouted the vegetable.

"Oh, he forgot to shop....."

Mothers disbanded him.

Zea was grateful, for the call of the greengrocer was able to save her from the judgment and questions of the mothers.

Zea also stepped foot towards the main door of her house, with her face still down moody. Yap Zea was still thinking about the words of Limah.

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