
Zaya told the servants to put the items he bought earlier in the room located next to her room. The room that has just been renovated and dominated by pink is planned to be the room of his daughter who will be born later.
The baby girl's trinkets have been partially arranged, and some of them are still not finished Zaya neaten.
The servants volunteered to help Zaya, but Zaya refused. Zaya wants to arrange her daughter's room. He felt so happy just by touching all the items while imagining how his daughter would be present in their midst.
Zaya wondered what her little daughter's face would look like. Will it look like him? Or like his brother, similar to Aaron.
The content is now almost stepped on the ninth month. Getting closer to the delivery. Zaya is getting impatient to see her daughter. He hopes that the delivery will run smoothly without any obstacles.
After this, his family will be more perfect with the presence of a princess in their midst.
"Mama." Albren's voice interrupted what Zaya was doing.
Zaya. It appears that Albern had just finished his extra lessons following Zaya to a new room for his sister.
"Dear." Sweep it while smiling. Then his hand signaled for Albern to approach.
"What's your mom doing?" Albern asked as he approached Zaya.
"Mama's picking things up for Al's sister later." Answer Zaya.
"Will Al's sister be coming out of Mama's belly soon?" Asked Albern again innocently.
Zaya nodded.
"Yes, Honey. Soon Al's sister will come out of Mama's stomach. Then can accompany Al to study and play."
Albern knitted his two eyebrows.
"Wouldn't it be that it was just a baby? Where can I play." Albern Protest.
Zaya chuckled as she rubbed Albern's head gently. He sometimes forgets that his son is very intelligent and critical.
"Yes, Al's right. The newborn sister is certainly still a baby. But after a few months, Al's sister has grown bigger and Al can play." Answer Zaya again.
Albern seemed to agree.
"But why is Al's sister's room this ugly color, not as good as Al's?" Ask Albern again.
This time Zaya widened her eyes.
"It's pink, honey. Beautiful, not ugly." Zaya was a bit of a protest.
"But Al doesn't like this color, Ma. So according to Al ugly. Surely Al's sister won't like the color of her room like this."
Zaya smiled again at the words of her son, very honest and straightforward. Reminds Zaya of Ginna.
"Al does not like it because this color is identical for girls. If Al likes it means Al pinky boy." Zaya laughed as she gently rubbed Albern's head back.
"But Al's sister would have liked it, because Al's sister would have been a girl." Zaya explained.
"Al's sister's a girl?" Albern again knitted his two eyebrows.
"Yes. Al's sister will be a girl. Why the hell?" Ask Zaya.
Albern looked to be breathing.
"The mother wants a brother. Let Al play ball. A little sister plays with a doll. Al doesn't want to play with dolls." Albern protested loudly.
Zaya laughed again at what Albern said.
"Who said a little sister can only play dolls, a little sister can also play ball. Mama was a little kid and played ball."
"But the woman is troublesome." Said Albern again.
Zaya bought her eyes.
"Hey, who said that?" Zaya pretended to be angry.
"Papa."
Zaya increasingly bought her eyes, this time completely perfectly round.
"What did you say?" Tanya Zaya assured.
Albern nodded.
Zaya exhaled while folding her hands on her chest.
"Papa's party must be Mama's law because it has taught something wrong to Mama's child." Zaya Gumam.
Suddenly the person they were talking about came still in his work clothes.
Zaya and Albern turned to Aaron at the same time.
"Have you heard anyone mention Papa?" Ask Aaron.
Aaron knitted his eyebrows together. There was something strange about the gaze of two of his favorite people, especially his wife.
"Is Papa interrupting?" Aaron asked Albern.
The boy shook his head.
"But Papa came at an inopportune time." Reply Albern.
Aaron further knitted his two eyebrows.
"Papa came when Mama wanted to punish papa." Added Albern again.
"Mama wants to punish Papa? Why?" Aaron asked a bit confused.
"Because Papa taught Al something wrong." Albern answered honestly.
Aaron looked towards Zaya who was still looking at him.
"Darling, I've never taught our son anything weird." Aaron said as he approached his displeased-looking wife.
In his heart Zaya felt amused and wanted to laugh to see the look on Aaron's face. The boss of Brylee Group who is very reluctant looks very afraid of being angry by his wife.
"Then why would our child say that a woman is troublesome so she doesn't want to have a sister?" Ask Zaya.
Aaron was silent for a moment.
"Why can a Papa Champ think that women are troublesome?" Aaron asked at Albern.
"Papa said." Albern answered honestly.
Aaron was surprised.
"Papa said that? Really true?" Ask me not to believe.
"Yes. When Mom was angry with Papa. Papa said women are troublesome. Papa's time has forgotten. Al only remembers." Answered Albern again innocently.
The boy did not realize that his honest speech could have ignited an explosion to make his Mom Papa fight.
"Definitely not like that, champ. Al must have misinterpreted Papa's words." Aaron tried to give.
"Al just heard Papa say women are troublesome. What does that mean?" Ask Albern again.
Zaya cleared her throat, ending the father and son debate before her. His gaze remained fixed on Aaron who looked misbehaved.
"Darling, the doctor said you shouldn't get angry before delivery. If anything can trigger your anger, just ignore it." Aaron seems to be trying to persuade Zaya.
"Considered it?" Reload Zaya.
"My wife, your husband just got home from work and is exhausted. When did you scold him? Don't you love her anymore?" Said Aaron again in a clear tone.
Sontak Zaya laughed. She could no longer hold back the amused and pretended to be angry at her husband's expression.
"Well, I'm not angry this time. Watch out if next time Albern hears again you're saying something weird." Zaya said after stopping her laughter.
Aaron smiled and subconsciously hugged Zaya.
"Mama, Papa."
Zaya pushes Aaron's body away.
"Mama didn't punish Papa?" Ask Albern.
"Mama punish Papa next time." Answer Zaya.
"Then can Al say something?"
"What did I say?" Ask Zaya gently.
"Al want to eat grilled corn."
Zaya was silent for a moment, then smiled.
"Okay, Mama's gonna tell Ms. Asma to make Al grilled corn."
Albern.
"Al'd like to eat grilled corn at the top."
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