I'm his mother
68.Reality is Not as Beautiful as Eskpetasi

"Ji_if you miss, just go home. I'm waiting for you at Mas's,"

Degs...

Abra's heart seemed to want to jump from its place when he heard the last word said by Namira before closing his phone connection.

Even without realizing the curvature of his lips continue to adorn the beautiful face even though it is no longer young. Want to immediately dart away to his wife who seems to have given the green light.

But again, again. Reality will never be as beautiful as expectation. Even until late at night Abra was still imprisoned in his office because the man's work was not finished.

At exactly 11 pm, Abra was only able to breathe a sigh of relief when the file on the table was finished he was doing all the work.

Tok

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"Come in,"

"Sorry sir, disturbing. The plane ticket you booked for tonight's flight is ready and the flight will be in two hours' time,"

Marsel's words just made Abra's eyes perfectly round. So happy because Namira who seemed to have given the green light for her to get closer to her mother forgot that today she had a business trip out of town for 4 days.

Abra could only sigh deeply when he realized that he had to part ways for a while with his wife.

"Alright, prepare all my needs while there. Make sure everything goes well, I don't want time to slip and make us unable to get home on time. Even if you can, get the job done as quickly as possible. I can't leave Namira much longer."

"Okay sir, I'll arrange everything so we can get home on time,"

"All right, take me home first. I have to say goodbye to my wife first."

"Good sir."

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At exactly 12 p.m., the car driven by Marsel carrying Abra began to enter the grounds of Namira's modest home.

The lights of the house still appear to be on indicate if the homeowner is still awake. Abra got out of the car quite hastily.

"Assalamu'alaikum,"

"Wa'alaikusalam, has Mas gone home?"

"Dear, sorry I just got home. The work is very heaping,"

Namira also approached the husband and endured it with reverence. Abra himself immediately pulled Namira into his embrace.

"It's okay, have you eaten? Shall I make you some food?"

"Not to darling. But, Mas has to go out of town tonight as well. You okay to be left behind? Or how about you go with Mas. There we can all vacation, how?"

"This is a business trip, not good if mixed with a personal agenda. Go, I'm fine. Anyway I still need time to recover my condition,"

"All right, I'm sorry. You have to leave yourself. But you don't have to worry, if there's anything you can call Marco. She'll be happy to help you, but remember, don't get too close to her,"

"Starting possessive. Already, I don't have to worry I'll be okay,"

"All right, I'm going? If there's anything, don't forget to tell Mas,"

"Yes, heart of heart. I'll wait for you to come home,"

Greeppp

Abra hugged Namira again tightly and now Abra's heart was made happy again, when Namira returned his embrace.

Even the hugs from the woman slowly tightened, twisted and locked on Abra's waist.

"Mas will try to be able to go home soon. Wait for Mas, and don't forget to call Mas if anything happens to you,"

"Yes, go. Be careful and don't forget to tell me always,"

"Definitely baby, I will. Trophies."

Namira seemed to close her eyes as Abra's springy lips landed against her. A warm feeling immediately enveloped Namira's heart which had been cold and frozen for a long time.