Mother to My Children
Chapter 138

"Mas also knows that you love and love the same Mas. Mas know that. It's just that sometimes we have to choose without involving that sense..."

Syafira's eyes began to heat up. Ready, he must be ready. Strong, must be strong, whatever the end. He continues to hold himself in his heart.

"I'm sorry Fir, I can't see you sad anymore. I can't watch you quietly cry anymore..." Syafira tightened her grip on Bara's hand. Waiting for Bara to continue speaking with a heart that has no shape.

"As you said, you will never be able to choose between me and Adel. It's been too long and mas seems to be unable to convince Adel. You can't get hurt much longer...

I'm not going to make this more complicated and endless. Mas will not make you choose, because he chose not to be in that choice, "as hard as he was, Bara still looked at Syafira and smiled every time his wife looked at him.

Tests... Syafira could no longer hold back her tears.

" Mas came here to pick you up, but in the end mas decided to return to Jakarta himself. You just want to be happy always. Seeing you happy is enough. You have to live well and get along well with Adel..."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Syafira could only nod, even though she had already tried to prepare a heart. But still, still... Be ill.

"Mas knows, Adel loves you very much. He'll do anything for you. He just wants the best for you. And maybe it's not the best for you, anyway,"

Syafira said, he disagreed with Bara's words just now.

"Baras is the best" said Syafira lirih.

Bara smiled, "Makanya mas will also do the best that mas can, for you, for us. Tomorrow morning, we will return to Jakarta. It's been too long since the twins.work has also been too long ago..." Bara can't be selfish, there are thousands of employees who depend on him. The condition of the company that has just returned to stable should not be ignored just like that. There's still a lot of things he has to do.

"Whatever happens, the twins will still be your children, right Fir? You're still the mother of my children, aren't you?" Syafira nodded in her sobbing.

"Mas is still the father of him, right?" Bara touched Syafira's stomach. It was almost as if his defense had collapsed as his hand gently rubbed against Syafira's stomach.

Syafira nodded back as she pleased, she was speechless, too painful.

"We keep good relations, can we? For their sake,"

Again Syafira could only nod his head.

"There's still love between us, right, Fir?" Syafira nodded back. Surely, surely his love will remain for mas Bara, his strangest in heart.

"That's enough for me. Tomorrow we will return to Jakarta. You still want to be here?"

Syafira was silent, not knowing what to answer. Of course if he can choose, he wants to come back to Jakarta.

"After returning to Jakarta later, you are advancing huh? Because mas will not be able to say the word," Syafira understood Bara's intention, he wanted Syafira who proposed to separate or divorce.

"I'm sorry, sorry for everything,"

Bara smiled, he rubbed the wet face of Syafira, "You are not wrong. There is nothing wrong, only circumstances that force us to be in this position. Don't cry anymore. Not going anywhere, still here, right? Even with a different status. We will be with you until our child is born. It will be there when you need it. Will accompany the difficult times you are pregnant... " Bar tidied up Syafira's hair that stuck to her face because it was wet.

Syafira. Bara grabbed him into his arms, he kissed the top of Syafira's head many times. Maybe this is the last time he can do it. Syafira's cry grew louder in Bara's embrace. He was able to close his eyes which felt very hot.

Syafira further submerged herself in the arms of Bara.

Yeah, it's all gonna be over. They are both tired of the situation.

" This is what you can do as a man who loves you, as a father. But I'm sorry if I failed as a husband,"

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Tonight everyone is busy with their own thoughts. No one's making a sound. Dinner that was deliberately uwak brought from his son's house was no one to touch. Of course, in such circumstances no one feels hungry. Syafira only drank the milk of pregnant women made by Bara earlier, even then forced, for the sake of the baby.

"It should be easy, why make it difficult, which in the end hurts each other," murmured uwak while staring at the dinner that is still intact.

Syafira repeatedly rubbed his stomach. Huh his love with Bara is present for a reason, namely love. However, maybe after he was born later, he could not see the love in the same form.

By morning, Bara and Varel were preparing to return to Jakarta.

"Uwak, Bara pamit. Sorry for the attitude of Bara all this time. Uwak will forever remain my uwak. Titip Syafira wak," farewell to Uwak Bara.

"Whatever your decision, uwak can only pray for the best. Be careful on the road" said uwak. And Bara nodded.

"By home, Fir, take good care of yourself. Keep health. Don't eat late. Titip our son, if there is anything directly contact the mas," as hard as Bara's heart try hard.

"Mas carefully. Greetings and wishes to the twins. Hopefully soon I can meet them," Syafira was no less trying to stay strong.

Not wanting to feel sick any longer, Bara immediately turned his body and walked to the car, "I wait in the car," he said to Varel who was saying goodbye to uwak.

"Although I like you, but that doesn't mean I'm happy with your decision. I most reject this decision of yours. I'm sorry, take care of my candidate, be good here" said Varel.

Syafira nodded, "Be careful, pick Bara," Syafira said.

Varel turned his body and walked towards the car. In the middle of the road, he stopped and turned his head, staring at the door of the house uwak slightly open, "Bas stubborn! Stone head!" annoyed screams.

"Have a son, who's stubborn. Who's the head of the stone?" sahutan loudly from inside the house stopped Varel's steps. He turned back. He saw Adel coming out with a suitcase.

"You guys are impatient, I have to be ready first. Packing my clothes is the same brother," said Adel who was in contact to make those who were there, staring fixedly at him. Including the new bara will open the car door. He looked towards Adel.

"We also want to go back to Jakarta, he said here to pick us up. But go home alone, the wife is not invited," said Adel.

All who were there simultaneously pulled their lips together to form a smile. Bara exhaled a sigh of relief, "Thank you" he said without making a sound.

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