Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Caring
BEFORE READING DO NOT FORGET TO CULTIVATE LIKE YAA YES GUYS..........
CECHIDOTE......
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"Mommy," Tata shrewdly grasped Ara's still closed hands.
"Mommy wakes up, don't stay with Tata" said Tata, sobbing in tears.
My hand stretched out rubbing Tata's back. Ara had not been conscious, because of the rain he immediately had a high fever and the heat had just fallen.
"Tata, don't cry Mommy must be fine," said I calm my only puppet princess.
I don't know how dear Tata is to Ara. But I hope that affection does not last long, especially to demand that I and Ara live together as a married couple. To be honest, I can't.
"But why didn't Mommy wake up, Dad," Tata's tenacious.
I wet the towel that was stuck to Ara so that the heat could go down. Then I stick it back. I don't know why I can care and take care of Ara like this. I just feel it's my responsibility as a boss. However, Ara is one of my employees who can be relied on if work problems.
"Mommy's sleeping, baby," I replied.
Ara was still lying in my room. While Tata and I are taking care of her. There's no way I'm asking Mama to take care of Ara, let alone me bringing Ara into this house. So I have to be in charge.
"Daddy, tonight we're bobo with Mommy. Tata wants to go to Daddy and Mommy," Pinta Tata.
I was surprised to hear Tata's request which I could not accept. We are not a couple how can you sleep together. Moreover, this Ara just lost her ex-husband.
"But_"
"Bobo baleng daddy and Mommy" pinta Tata with face plea.
I let out a long sigh looking at that innocent and also sad face. I always melt with a look Tata capable of pulling me into her eyeballs.
"Daddy," yank Tata.
I nodded and just agreed. Lagian Ara was still sleeping, hopefully she didn't realize I was sleeping with her. Tomorrow morning I have to get up sooner, before he wakes up. I'm afraid Ara misunderstood, this woman is different. Its nature is difficult to guess and understand.
"Dear, baby" I rubbed my son's head.
Tata is the source of my happiness, whatever I will do for the sake of his happiness even though I may have to sacrifice my self-esteem. Tata means so much in my life.
"Thank you Dad!" she hugged me happily.
I know how hurt Tata grew up without the love of a mother. Sometimes I feel guilty for not assuming two roles at once, so Tata wants to always be with Ara. Moreover, my busyness in working to make my time and Tata as seized.
Tata got on the bed and hugged Ara happily, while the woman was still sleeping comfortably. His face is no longer pale after being injected with antibiotics by Mama.
I nodded and took off my footwear, then listened to the blanket and went up to the bed.
"Biuch as Mommy in the middle. We're looking at Mommy together!" tata Command.
Honestly I want to refuse, how about Ara wake up and she can misunderstand later. He must have thought that I was just like any other man. However, again and again I cannot refuse Tata's request which I think is impossible to do but I can still realize.
I followed and lay down to the right of Ara, and Tata to the left. Tata's bare hands are coiled in Ara's belly. I did the same thing because of Tata's request.
"Dad, Happy tata can bobo baleng Mommy," said Tata smiling sweetly with her eyes closed sniffing nose in Ara's arms.
My heart is hurting, I apologize to my son Tata for not being able to make him happy all this time. I realized how much I failed to become a father who could not give such happiness to Tata. From the age of 3, he began to understand the existence of his mother. When I had to prepare a thousand answers so that Tata did not get caught up with her feelings of wanting to meet her mother. Especially when he saw our wedding photos that I deliberately displayed on the wall of the room.
However, after meeting Ara. Tata found happiness in his life. He was once stubborn and unruly. Now start to obey, especially if the one who speaks is Ara.
"Darling, did you know she wasn't Mommy Tata?" I asked her to look at my daughter who was still hugging Ara comfortably.
"Know that Mommy isn't Mommy Tata. But the same affection Mommy Ala," she replied with a smile on her lips.
I was shocked when I heard Tata's answer, so all this time she knew that Ara was not her real mother.
"Then why is Mommy's affectionate?" I asked, little boy has an innocent feeling. He was always honest with what he said.
"Mommy Ala is good," answered the brief solid and clear.
I no longer asked, only I saw Tata who looked comfortable hugging Ara. Then I fell on the face of the woman beside me. It's my first time being this close to a woman after losing my wife. Killa's departure took half of my life's spirit. After he left, my soul disappeared with him.
"Yes it's a sleeping arrangement, yes" I said.
"Daddy, look at Mommy," tata's pinta.
I try to hold on to patience. Although I actually can't do it. I often hugged Ara but it was unconscious and unintentional but now I was in a conscious state. My heart cannot be cooperated with. Every time it touched Ara's skin, something slipped in there.
I looped my burly arm around Ara's stomach. I don't know what perfume she wears, but this perfume fragrance became one of the scents that became my opium.
Soon I heard a fine snoring coming out of Tata's lips. I looked at Tata's peaceful face while hugging Ara. I didn't think Tata knew that Ara wasn't her real mother. I thought Tata didn't know who Ara was.
"Ara," I murmured.
Somehow could her face be so similar to my late wife's? All the things that were on Killa were attached to Ara. Only their hairstyles and also their natures are different. As Regi said, I'm sure that Ara and Killa are twins. Or could it be that this Ara is a re-living Killa but with a different soul?
"I don't know who you are? I also don't know, why can you be so similar to the woman I love? Who are you really?"
Seriate....