
Chapter Seputah PAHIRAN ANAK PASIH
β’β’β’
Along the way driving a car, Amira was getting restless, even more so, His heart really felt not calm like there would be something big that would happen to him to make him several times he almost hit other car drivers and pedestrians crossing in front of him.
"What's wrong with me, why is my heart fretting like this" said Amira after stepping on the brakes suddenly after realizing she was almost hitting someone again.
"Tock... Geck... Geck..."
Amira gasps when someone knocks on her car's door. Seeing some people waiting for her outside the car, Amira frantically opened the door.
"Needler...!!!" shouted a man who was in the front row of his car door.
As soon as the door opened, the man immediately pulled Amira's hand and dragged her out of the car.
"Look at what you've done!" hardik the man while releasing Amira's hand in front of the woman who fell on the ground.
"You hit him, what if he dies!"
Although Amira felt it was not to hit her, But Amira followed their request by approaching the woman.
In humility, he apologized.
"I'm sorry Mom.." said Amira.
"Have nothing to say sorry about, dong's responsibility!" saut one of the people who were on the site and diyakan by other residents.
"Already!" said the woman who almost got hit by Amira's car.
"I'm not papa, I'm not careful when crossing." he continued.
"Can't be so dong, Even though he is also wrong, if in the next morning he will not be deterred and will continue to carry cars at high speed that will endanger the safety of others!"
"I'd be even more careful sir I'm really apologizing because I'm negligent. Now I'll take him to the nearest clinic." said Amira.
"It's okay, Ma'am, it looks like you're in a hurry to leave."
"But Ma'am..."
"I'm not papa..."
"Yes really..."
"Juuu...!!!" exclaiming everyone who then passed away after the woman who almost got hit by Amira's car did not prolong the problem and let Amira continue her journey.
Unwilling to repeat the mistake, though his heart still felt restless Amira tried to calm down and carried his car much more carefully than before. Along the way his lips did not stop praying that something bad did not happen to him or his husband and son who had become half his life.
"Hopefully it wasn't a bad sign that would happen." Amira's mind remained focused on looking ahead.
After traveling for more than thirty minutes he finally reached home. He left his car outside the fence and ran in. Her legs stopped for a moment when she saw Sofyan's car parked in the garage.
"Kok tumben Mas Sofyan has come home." inward Amira who then ran back inside.
Not seeing Sofyan in all corners of the room, Amira headed upstairs to her room. Stairs after stairs Amira passed, but her legs stopped when she heard a noise in Sofyan's workroom which was next to her room.
There was the sound of things falling off the table.
Out of curiosity, Amira slowly approached the door and heard a clear sura from inside the room. But this time it sounded like the sound of a broken glass and followed by a small screech the spoiled voice of a woman.
At once his heart stopped beating thinking about who the woman in the room was. With trembling hands, Amira ventured to open the door of the tightly closed room.
Ckleekk...!!!
Duarrr....!!! like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, Amira felt her whole world crumble upon her.
"Amira...!?"
"Mother...!"
The two innocent bodies that were none other than the husband and adopted child that Amira had cared for since infancy were now fused on a table that was commonly used for her husband to do office work that could be done from homehouse.
Both hands that used to hold his finger when Amira taught him to walk, Now it is coiled around the neck of her husband with passion* like still not willing the game to end.
Even so with Sofyan's hand that still holds both of Sherly's waist as if he still wants to continue his unresolved wishes.
π Directly Support Novel "Child Passion Raise" well π€
Thanks π & you are