Mother to My Children
Chapter 33 (Not love, but not yet!)

"Alright, I'll go to the office, om Jhon take care of it first. Thirty minutes I arrived" said Bara as he walked down the stairs.

Bara paused for a moment when she saw Syafira who was teaching Nala to dye.

"Where are you going? Isn't it still on work leave?" ask Syafira.

"To the office, there's a little business. Take care of the kids if there is no college. If you want to go to the store is also okay, can take the twins," Bara said.

"I don't go to college, and I don't want to go to the store either. At home with children" said Syafira. What would Rani and her customers say if she had gone to the store today.

"As for you, I go first" said Bara immediately.

Syafira just stared at her husband's back with a long sigh. Just got married yesterday, she should still be home. At least appreciate their marriage.

"Mother why daydream?" ask Nala.

"Oh it's okay. Continue coloring yes, briefly mother to the front first," Syafira put the crayon he held then ran after Bara.

"Om wait!" prevent Syafira.

"What else? I'm just gonna go to the office for a minute, wanna come?"

Not answering, Syafira grabbed Bara's hand and kissed her.

"Be careful" Syafira said later.

Bara can only be dumbstruck, speechless to see what Syafira is doing.

"Hem, I left first," said Bara directly into the car.

"Assynnya!" shafira.

"Waalaikumsalam," said the Bara driver.

"I've answered, you're the one who didn't hear" Bara said as the driver looked at her from the glass.

Syafira enters the house, rejoining Nala.

"Nathan where?" syafira asked, he had not seen his son since.

"When playing with Uncle Tiger. Mommy wants to come play?" tawar Nala while engrossed in coloring.

"No-no. We're here, we're coloring, you're counting yes" Syafira refused, she remembered Tiger's uncle was a pet tiger in the house.

"That om negbiarin his children playing with tigers, is not afraid to eat his children if the tiger is hungry," inner Syafira.

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He said for a while, but until the afternoon Bara had not come home. It is almost maghrib now. Syafira checked her phone, but there was no message from her husband. It's pacing on the porch of the house.

When Syafira was about to enter, Bara's car entered his yard making Syafira undo his steps. He waited for her to get out of the car.

"Just come home?" asked Syafira who welcomed his return.

"Well, are you here?" She even asked back.

"Wait for om, he said it was just a moment to his office, so I'm worried about why om not go home," answered Syafira honestly.

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to waiting, so I don't tell you," Bara forgot that there was Syafira in his house.

"Eatya om must get used to, now there is a wife om at home. Don't forget that" Syafira said.

Bara didn't answer. It still feels heavy and not used to the existence of Syafira as his wife.

"The children are in the room" Syafira replied as she crouched down in front of Bara.

"What do you want?" ask Bara.

"Let me take off his shoes, om" said Syafira.

"No need, I can still do it myself," bara prevented, removing her feet from Syafira's hands.

"In that case, I prepare water for the bath," Syafira stood up and walked to the bathroom.

I just stared at the girl's back. I don't know what he was thinking when his wife took on his role as a wife.

"It's ready, you can take a shower now" Syafira said.

"Is the om even dumbass, let's take a shower, or do I want to take a bath?" syafira Goda.

"Would you take a shower with me?" Bar flirted with him.

"No, I've taken a shower. Time to take another bath, later too slippery as an eel," said Syafira.

Bara just shook his head as he passed to the bathroom. In the bathroom, Bara pondered. It's been a long time since Olivia died. And this time that did it all Syafira, the plain and cheerful girl. Bara smiled at how sweet Syafira was when she misbehaved in front of him. Bara immediately brushed off his daydream, he recalled olivia. Then, Bara rubbed his face rough. He remembers his promise to be loyal to Olivia.

"For the kids. Yes, all this for their sake, that's all," he murmured, not wanting to be drawn into thinking about his marriage to Syafira.

Bara came out of the bathroom with just wrapped a towel to her waist. The Shafira who saw him was only able to gulp his saliva violently.

"Ahjussi taste opppaaa this mah," he muttered to see the sixpack Bara's stomach, coupled with his hair that is half dry, making the 32-year-old man look sexier.

"Have you been satisfied to enjoy it?" ask Bara coldly.

"Eh the a pa who enjoyed it?" Syafira covered her face, but not tightly, there was still a gap to peek at the chest of her field.

"Of why naked is so, no shame there is me who is still holy. My eyes are so stained" said Syafira.

"Why really? You are my wife. It's not wrong of me to be like this in front of my own wife?" Bara walked up to Syafira, near and getting closer until the girl was cornered on the wall. Both Bara's hands locked Syafira's body. His face was drawn to Syafira's face.

"Om want what? Ja don't fuck around. I wasn't ready yet" Syafira closed her eyes. She does want to be a good wife even though there is no love for Bara, but this is not true, she is not ready to do it.

"Om, don't do that" she asked with a red face, holding her breath that would blow into Bara's face if she let out.

Bara smiled slightly and took one step back. Syafira was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Then don't act like a wife to me. Your job is to take care of the twins. Don't mind me. I told you, I married you to be the mother of my children, not to be my wife. Just do your job as a good mother" Bara said unknowingly. He was afraid he could not control his feelings for Syafira. As a normal man, of course his faith would falter if Syafira continued to offer him attention. What else he admitted, the girl was very beautiful and her lips made him want to kiss her when Syafira spoke.

"Sorry, I can't just mess with om. However, I respect and appreciate what we said in front of the ruler yesterday. Since Ijab qabul said, since then I am wife om. And no one can deny it. I will try to be a good mother to my children. But, I will also try to do my role as a wife. It is not easy, but I will not give up on the situation," Syafira replied, her eyes staring intently at the man in front of her. His heart was so sick to hear that. However, he did not want to shed his tears in front of Bara.

"Fira..I'm..."

"I know, om loves olivia so much and I accept that. But do not forbid me to do the task as a wife, I also will not demand om do the task as a husband, if om still do not accept my presence. Or even om still hates me,"

"I don't love you, Fir, but that doesn't mean I hate you" Bara said.

"Don't love me, but not yet! Let's see who will fall in love first. Om or me" said Syafira then turned around, but when he was about to step suddenly he lost his balance. Quickly, Bara caught him. Their eyes met again, for a while they were clashing with each other.

"Take me off, Om quickly put on the clothes I've prepared. I wait at the dinner table, "Syafira breaks away from Bara and leaves the man.

In front of the door, Syafira wiped away her dripping tears right as she closed the door.

"Om think it's easy for me, it's also hard for me. His mind then continues the step.

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