Bia, the Substitute Mother

Bia, the Substitute Mother
Whimper Dhira


Believe me if the heart is filled with hatred then see what he wants achieved, his heart will feel very happy to see his opponent fall.


~JBlack


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Dhira's face was completely happy all day. He even had a good dream through a long night. He truly felt that true happiness was the present.


The time when he managed to get rid of Bia from their lives. The period where he managed to make Shaka and Bia's relationship end.


It was not just happiness that Dhira felt. But gratitude for what he wanted to do materialized quickly. What he wanted, it turned out that God was really on his side.


"Mas," Rengek Dhira quietly at the time of Shaka who had just descended downstairs.


"Yes?" Sahut Shaka with his slightly pale face.


Dhira could see both of her husband's eyes blackened. This indicates that her husband is not sleeping peacefully. Even Dhira was convinced that her husband had not slept all night.


"You're going to the next town to check on the job, honey?" Tanya Dhira with spoiled.


The woman with a slightly bloated stomach was writhing spoiled in Shaka's hands. Dhira even rested her head on her husband's upper arm.


"So. I have to leave this morning" Sahut Shaka slowly.


"I can't come, Mom? I don't want to be alone. I want to be with you," Dhira said whining seriously.


Dhira repeatedly pulls Shaka's hand. Trying to wait for the man's answer to allow himself to come along. For some reason today, he wanted to meet someone.


Someone he hasn't seen in a few days. Someone he really wanted to meet.


"I'll be with Brother Arthir, Dhira. I'll check with him" Sahut Shaka, trying to take his wife's hand off her arm, grabbed the bread that had been given chocolate jam on the table.


"But, Mas. I'm going to come with you. I want to nemenin you. I don't want to be alone here" Rengek Dhira put on a face full of sadness.


"Dhiro!"


"Mas!" Pekik Dhira who won't budge.


"Don't whine like a child, Dhira. Soon you will be a mother!" Sela Shaka firmly.


Shaka frustration. I don't know why honestly he's not excited to argue right now. He really feels lost.


The shadow of Bia's face since last night continues to be reflected on her face. The shadow where he who with the heart said the word talak when his wife's pregnancy was enlarged.


He thought, he really became the most jerky guy. A crazy man who says divorce when the woman he loves is struggling with their child's pregnancy.


However, what he saw. What was the evidence before his eyes made the man feel disappointed. Honestly, he was really jealous. Jealous of seeing how his friend was alone with his wife.


Who would know. If a woman and a man were in a room without anyone, they would do nothing.


"Let your wife come along, Shaka!" Arthir said that suddenly came wearing neat clothes wrapped around his body.


The voice certainly made Shaka spontaneously turn his head. She stared at her brother's presence with a careless look and was full of silence. I don't know why he's lazy to talk to anyone right now.


Even he woke up alone can be ascertained if not for work then he would choose to stay indoors.


"But, Brother. Our work is long and Dhira can only rest in the villa. We're there for work not for the holidays!" Shaka said firmly.


"But look at your wife! Do you have the heart, leave her home alone, while she's pregnant?"


For some reason Arthir's words left Shaka speechless for quite some time. He looked at his wife who was really waiting for his answer.


"Click, Honey. Well? " Peach Dhira who really wants to come.


Finally Shaka gave up. Especially when he saw the face of his wife who begged him to make himself unable to refuse at all.


"Okay, you're coming!" Shaka said that instantly made Dhira widen her smile.


His face really looks happy. Especially when his eyes are looking to the side. Look up at the couple he loves so much.


The eyes of the pregnant mother winked spoiled and kissed away from the shameless man.


"But right?" Tanya Dhira makes it clear.


"Yes. Change your clothes and ask for help in cleaning up the clothes you're going to bring."


~Connected