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Don't I Have Another Chance?

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Silence increasingly struck, no conversation was created, both silenced each other, silent in silence, both dissolved in their own daydreams.

Marvell stared at the two sons who were sound asleep, unceasingly clasping Arsha's tiny hands lying helplessly, somehow if he had lost his precious son, somehow, he was unable to imagine it, seeing it like this, was able to destroy his heart and soul.

His gaze turned to the figure of a woman who was now patting the butt of her little girl, half her body leaning on the head of the bed, while both her legs protruded to the floor, and her legs were slapped, the position looks so uncomfortable with his body that continues to be held by his daughter's tiny hands, why did the woman not choose to lie down if she felt uncomfortable? thought her.

His mind began to drift into the middle of nowhere, all of the beautiful fantasies had suddenly slipped into his heart, the atmosphere of a room so calm with two little children in their midst, isn't this the harmonic family portrait he dreams of?

Instantly, the daydream breaks down as Arsha's denial recollections spin freely in her memory. Was the pain she created in her son's heart? Does he no longer have the opportunity to live with his two children? Building a decent family and living a happy life? Honestly, that's all he wanted.

If it is true that he no longer has that opportunity, then, inevitably, like it or not, he must immediately release them from his side, release them to embrace the happiness of the others, however, he must immediately release them from his side, is he capable of doing that?

At that instant his heart throbbed pain, his heart was like sliced, pain immeasurable, releasing them a day he would not be able to, how could he take them off for the rest of his life?

Truly, this is so torturous, his heart imprisoned, maintaining he could not, let him languish. At this instant was karma shackling her? Is there no more chance to fix himself, the sinner?

" sir... "

All of a sudden his daydream was stopped by a soft voice that pierced his fine sense of hearing.

" sir... " Anelis is back in voice when Marvell has not fully woken up from his daydream.

" Ehm... " Marvell just cleared his throat, only a cold face is now on display.

" I want to pray first, can you keep them for a while... " Pinta Anelis was a little hesitant, usually he would freely leave them to worship, but, given Arsha's condition that needed strict care, he did not want to take too big a risk.

" Hmmm... Do what you want! "

Gaining that approval, Anelis immediately got up from her seat, first she let go of Arshi's tiny hand twisting around her body, releasing her cautiously, he didn't want to disturb his daughter's deep sleep.

Finished with his worship, Anelis folded back the face that had been in his use, not forgetting he slipped a few strands of prayer in his prayer prostration.

He put his face back to where he came from, then turned to look at Marvell who was also staring at him, he said, I don't know what the man was thinking until the cold face look now looks different like usual, softer even seemed warm.

Instantly he turned his face when they saw each other, busying himself with a blanket wrapped in the bodies of his two children, the wrong behavior he had made.

" I'm done, now it's your turn, Maghrib time may not be long... " Sahut Anelis directly to the point, considering that he had once looked into the Marvell identification that the man was also a Muslim.

Hearing the words of Anelis, Marvell was made confused, confused as to what he had to do, what he had to pretend, ah... No, his movements alone maybe he had forgotten, let alone those complicated readings. For a long time he had abandoned all his duties as a true Muslim.

" I'm upstairs first... "

Marvell got up from his seat, decided to get out of Anelis' room was the last solution he had, after all he had not taken a shower this afternoon, after his clothes were soaked, he just changed clothes, anyway, that's all in the bathroom belonging to Anelis sangking he did not want to leave his two children who were still sound asleep. Yes, then, he will spend the prayer time by just soaking.

The hour hand shows at eight o'clock at night, the body has felt much fresher after soaking warm water in addition to the aroma of therapy that is so soothing.

At the knocking of the door to Anelis' room, waiting patiently until finally the door was open and featuring the figure of Anelis complete with a hijab that faithfully perched on his head.

" Can I come in? " His ink on Anelis, making Anelis' forehead instantly wrinkled deep, what do men want late at night like this?

" What's wrong, sir? "

" Can I just take care of them for tonight? At least I want to spend the rest of my time with the kids... " Pinta Marvell, her voice shrill, sounded so poignant and desperate, wouldn't she be the most evil woman if she refused that simple request?

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The atmosphere of silence again ambushed, again only silence created, making Anelis increasingly not wrinkled with the sharp gaze of Marvell who had just drawn towards him, as if ready to pounce on him alive.

" Can't it... If you stay here? " Marvell said, now his gaze turned to look at two tiny faces that were still deep in his sleep. His gaze was sad, the sadness was clearly there, really, he could not afford to let go of the two petite figures who had now managed to seize an important position in his heart.

Anelis was silent, not rejecting or assuring, there were still 3 days left, until he really came out of the mansion according to his agreement with Mama Clara.

" Yet... I've spoken to him... " Marvell spoke again, and after a while Anelis looked at your opponent, for some reason the cold face she used to see now seemed to disappear, leaving a deep regret and despair.

" I was happy when he called me daddy... " A smile emanated from Marvell's lips that quivered with his own words, but seconds later, the tears were also shed from his reddened eyeball.

" but... I have failed to be a daddy to her, I do not deserve that beautiful call from her, I... Has hurt her heart a lot... " Marvell rubbed his face rough, throwing away the traces of goddamn tears that without excuse broke out of his eye sockets.

" He rejected me, I know I don't deserve it, but... I really don't have a chance to be by your side... " Marvell raised his gaze, looking deeply into Anelis' face expectantly.

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Annyeong Chingu

Othor wants to ask, what is your point of view on Marvell?

Still hate it or hate it more, wkwkwk...

Oh yes, yesterday there was a comment plot too long, is that true?

Not othor linger stalling novel, only othor does not want to jump the story until there is no feeling anymore...

Continued othor want nanya, ngebosenin ngga story, do you think?

Take out all your opinions, don't hesitate...

Othor will be self-righteous

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