Loving You in My Way

Loving You in My Way
CHAPTER 133


Finished with an apology forgiving event now the atmosphere in the room was a little warm and made the atmosphere feel more relieved.


The Lord Emperor had also returned to his seat of greatness and was still staring fixedly at the grandchildren he so longed for.


To be honest he was eager to hug and kiss them but he held back from not wanting to make them cry again.


And so did the brothers of Ayyub. They were all staring fixedly at the cute boy even though they were currently having a casual chat.


Neera who understood that tried to persuade Qai who was on his lap. Neera understood very well that longing and hopeful eye.


"Honey, good mother child who is smart and handsome. You know who that is ?" whispered Neera in Qai's ear who glimpsed looking back at the direction of the index finger of his mother.


"That's dear Opa, Dad's dad. Same with Atuk. Opa very dear to Qai, salim yes son. Smart mother's children will want to be loved" persuaded Neera to Qaivan.


The gemoy toddler raised his head to look into the eyes of the mother. Neera immediately displayed her best smile and stared in the shade of those round eyeballs to reassure her son.


After a moment of silence, the toddler nodded and was immediately rewarded with a kiss Neera.


Slowly Neera lowered Qai and led him towards the Lord Emperor. The toddler complied and finally arrived in front of the middle-aged man who looked a little like his father.


"Assalam alaikum, Opa" said Qai who immediately grabbed the big hand to be crucified.


"Oh Allah my dear grandson, yes this is Opa son" exclaimed Papa Ayyub who was immediately speechless about the arrival of the handsome toddler. Tears simply dripped from the end of his eyes.


Immediately the Emperor took him in his arms and kissed that pure white face. Qaivan was silent because he had promised his mother to be a smart child.


Smiles rose on the faces of the men who were there was no exception Ayyub who had been more silent. Indeed, that is the original character of Ayyub in the middle of the family and surrounding people. Just beside Neera he could be warm and talkative.


As the Qai shook hands, Neera took Qee and Qal from Ayyub's lap and whispered to them so that the two also turned towards Opanya and greeted the middle-aged man who now looked bright.


"Hail Om also son, This is his brother Father, this one too, if this one is his sister Father is the same as uncu" explained Neera as well as giving instructions on triplets.


The three go back to shake hands with Ayyub's brother and get kisses all over his face.


Just shaking hands the three again sat next to Neera and hugged their mother possessively.


Feeling bad Neera then apologized to all who were there, especially the Emperor who seemed to still want to hug his grandson.


"I'm sorry they're Pa, looks like they're still jetlagged. A little tantrum and whining. It's not usually like this" Neera said politely.


"It's okay son, Papa understands their condition" replied Papa Ayyub.


"Ohiya dear, Opa same Om do not know what your name is. Om want that acquaintance, confused Om it's you guys look like all, come on son" fishing rod Neera on triplets with full indo language.


"My name is Qaivan Filius Zaneera K." - Qaivan.


"Who is this ?" neera asked Qee this time.


"The name is Qeenan Filius Zaneera K." replied Qee.


"If it's beautiful who it is" lure Neera again.


"Qalundra Filiae Zaneera K." exclaimed Qal who was always happy when praised beautiful.


"What yes stands for K, mother kok forgot yaa" Neera fishing rod on the three.


"Emperor Mommy" the three replied in unison who engraved a smile on the face of the man in the room.


"Well, that's the Emperor's Opa there. Ask permission first there why his name there is the name Opa, how do you know. Ask first if it's okay or not ?" neera's fishing rod that made the three of them turn to the Emperor Master who was still loyal with his smile.


Triplets still flinching her face in the body of the mother embarrassed. At this time they have begun to be comfortable and already want to sit alone even though it is still a sag on Neera.


"Ayyyub Ghaliz the Mother Emperor" replied those who got the head swab from his father.


"Well, there's another Emperor. Hayo loh.., there ask the same opinion first" asked Neera with her funny face.


The three of them instantly moved and stood in front of Opa Emperor while staring at that shady face.


"Opa, I'm the Emperor. Can borrow yaa" cried Qal hesitated.


"Of course, honey, the name is for you but Opa asked to pay first. Hugs Opanya first" java Papa persuasias.


"Makasi Opa" replied Qal.


"Opa, Qee asked Dad yes. Her father made us, may Opa" asked innocently Qee with a hopeful face.


"It may be a pity but later if his father mischievously says Opa yes, then let Opa get angry" joked Lord Emperor on Qee who was now sitting also in his lap.


"Ohiya Opa, daddy likes naughty. Go on long home" Qai's fight which also has been lapped his op.


"Oh yeah ? Where'd you go ?" asked the Emperor enthusiastically.


"Dad went to work Opa, telbangin plane kept coming home again. Then go again and go home again" replied Qee enthusiastically by moving his hand mimicking the plane.


"Bantasan ya his father has rarely come back here it turns out there is a new stopover" said Papa intended to insinuate his son.


"It's Pa, it's also Pa's business. Fortunately now it can again, hard to know Pa can be like this" reply Ayyub responded to the joke of his father who was greeted by laughter in the room.


Neera who was embarrassed reflexively pinched the spoiled waist of her husband and glared her eyes.


"A sick who, why the hell is not very patient later yes we play the pinches" tegoda Ayyub who managed to melt the atmosphere.


"Geez, Uda, his mouth is that" annoyed Neera, who was already very embarrassed.


"Yes, I'm sorry, baby, bejanda doang iyakan Bang" threw Ayyub at his brother asking for support.


"Haha gapapa Neera just relax, we already understand his behavior" replied Ayyub brother with a laugh.


"Yes still, it's his children. Don't talk strangely later they can imitate" annoyed Neera who still does not accept.


"Sorry baby, Uda was wrong. No more" replied Ayyub who chose to give in to his wife rather than later get angry and ended up sleeping alone.


"Well, the husband is afraid of the wife now ya Yub. It's tame for a sleeping lion" Fazreen joked to his sister.


"Well how else Bang, rather than later nighttime comfort disturbed better just back off" resigned Ayyub with the face of the rancid make the whole room more laugh loosely.


"So how long have you guys been back together ?" asked Papa Ayyub to make sure even though he actually knew it from his man.


"It's been almost a year Pa" Ayyub replied seriously.


"How did you start, after your Papa has been separated for a long time. Even if you remember Papa you have taken care of the divorce papers" asked the Lord Emperor to Ayyub just to make sure even though he already knew.


"No Pa, Ayyub never once divorced Neera - no word of divorce came out of either Ayyub or Neera's mouth. The letter that Ayyub used to show my mom was fake because actually Ayyub never took care of our divorce, Papa can check the current status we are still husband and wife in the civil registry" ayyub is at length.


"Yes Papa believes in you, but Papa is also a little hesitant because you have been separated for quite a while without any news at all" asked the Lord Emperor.


"True Pa, but even so it turns out Ayyub did not break his living against Neera. Uda put it in Neera's old account and Neera only knew it because she never used it again. But just in case He also told us to marry again religiously. So we carry out the agreement in the mosque there simply" replied Neera who made Lord Emperor feel relieved.


"Popefully your marriage will last forever and last until death do you part. You must strengthen each other, join hands through all the obstacles and barriers that will then face the household life of the two of you. Papa do'a y'all always happy" Papa Ayyub's message that everyone hides.