The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 119 - Hudhaifah Malik Abraham

Time is rolling so fast, the life of a Zean Andreatama is more perfect with the presence of a little angel who is now 16 months old. The fruit of his love with Syila who was born as a soul tranquilizer was named Hudzaifah Malik Abraham.

As Syila knew, the husband really loved his late grandfather. Until the name Zean itself, but Ibra. It was better to use that name because otherwise, of course Mikhail would be jealous.

For a moment brushed aside about her name, Hudzaifah grew up to be an adorable toddler and for now has truly become a remedy for the Megantara family's longing for Ibra.

Growing up as an only child with no rivals, don't be asked how the family spoils her. Moreover, the presence of Hudzaifah is the most awaited by the two Zean brothers, often Lengkara and Ameera even quarrel just for fighting over the child.

Her cute and adorable behavior really made the atmosphere in the house lively. It is not uncommon for Zean to lose his son every time he returns home from work because he was taken away without permission by his family.

Plus, the child is not a toddler who can only cry, obviously they feel at home. Hudhaifah who talk a lot though not really perfect is the most useful stress reliever.

However, today Zean was upset that he had come home for lunch and found his son not home. Syila who saw her frustration the husband could only sigh softly. He could not resist when Mikhail picked up his son a few hours ago.

Plus, his son also seemed to want and could not resist if he had seen Mikhail. The inner bond between the two sometimes made Zean envious. In fact, who is often cranky since Syila became pregnant is herself.

"Papa Habit, why don't you ban it, honey?"

Not to mention Zean has snorted annoyed this afternoon. Naffsu ate him off, and he was suddenly filled with impromptu, because no son would welcome him.

"Where you can, you just do not succeed let alone me," Syila said defensively.

She was in a difficult position, about to forbid her father-in-law she could not afford, but if Zean was welcome to disagree.Forced, Syila only approved her son's departure while preparing her milk and food when Mikhail had come.

"And those who come here, why should my Hudzai be carried away" muttered Zean to his temple, for God's sake he really wanted to get angry because they often took away the son without further ado.

Not wanting to waste time, Zean left Syila, who was now looking at him questioningly. He held it because he had not had time to eat lunch, but Zean chose to leave on the grounds that he was still full.

"Huft, isn't he tired of always being?"

"Why, Syila .. Is Zean angry, son?"

Zulia who has now completely improved remains a tranquilizer in her daughter's household. Although Syila and Zean looked as romantic as ever, there was still concern whenever the son-in-law left Syila after such a small argument.

"No, ma'am, don't worry about it. .. He just wants to pick Hudzai up, I forgot to say Papa came this morning."

Lunch this time might be just the two of you with Zulia. It is likely that Zean will be long because if it had been in Mikhail's residence, not only his son was taken prisoner, but Zean was too.

Zean's mood was hot because the son was kidnapped at will. Along the way he grumbled and cursed his extended family. Already he asserted to Yudha immediately married Lengkara because only in that way, their family did not thirst for babies.

However, with the reason not ready and worried that Sean was sandpaper due to precede him, Yudha chose patience first. While on the other hand, Sean is also equally hard and does not even have the desire to get married on the grounds of not finding his ideal type, it is not sought exactly.

"Hudzai here, Om?" zean asked as soon as he arrived at Mikhail's residence.

Despite understanding Zean's face is not at all friendly, Bastian still explains well what Mikhail is doing today. He admitted that after the presence of Zean's son, the man looked fresher and was no longer even a hospital admission.

"Papa really asked to be fined like him" said Zean before stepping up, entering the main house with a voice that now resonates.

"Hudzai!! Go home, Son!"

The arrival of Zean who had not been anything to shout a little made Lengkara's ears sensitive. He who had been beautifying his nails had suddenly clucked and asked Zean to lower his voice slightly.

"She was a child, where the mempan diterieriakin so."

"Why lonely ... Papa has come home or not yet?" zean asked and was suddenly annoyed at Bastian who most likely had conveyed false information to him.

"Papa's in the room, naps maybe."

"Where is Hudzai? How could he sleep at this hour," said Zean still ruffled his waist in front of his sister.

"Where I know, I was there watching television. Maybe to the house of brother Micah kali .. he can indeed walk," replied Lengkara lightly and returned to sit with his leisure.

"You crazy?! Why let it wander, already know he can just walk! How about getting to the pool?!"

Obviously Zean was angry to pull Lengkara hair short before then back to look for the whereabouts of his son in the super spacious house. Lengkara who had just realized that was clearly suddenly worried, let alone the last time he saw his nephew a few minutes ago in front of the television.

"Oh, but actually it was still watching, Brother ... is it possible that he entered the urn?"

"Don't be kidding, Kara .. until something happens to my son, don't expect your future husband to sleep well," Zean threatened to stare at his sister who is now also trying to find the whereabouts of the little one.

"Why was Yudha the target?"

"It's been a pain to search!! I have to see you, I don't want to know."

"Yayayayaya!! Come nuisance."

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- To Be Continue -

Hi-hi, I want to ask ... are you tired of the stories that come from the descendants of Ibra? Mikhail mainly 🙂