Mother to My Children
Chapter 35

Too engrossed in chatting with his two best friends, Syafira almost forgets that the twins are home from school.

"Astaghfiullah! The pleasure of talking to you guys I forgot, the kids are home from school," Syafira said patting her own eel.

"Cieeee already has a child" teased Mia.

"Ho oh who is already a mother. Be kind to your child, don't be fierce. Ntar fired again so the mother if fierce," continued Shinta.

"His children are very good with his mother, his father who likes to fuss," Syafira said meaningfully.

"Let's milk if it's fussy, ntar also diem," Shinta chirped. Making his two best friends look hard at him.

"Who knows he's fussy because he's thirsty, right,"

"Pity thirst times," added Mia.

Syafira only shook his head to hear the babbling of the two.

"Udah ah I go home first, mbul payin ya," said Syafira then gawk away.

"Yeee has become the wife of the sultan also still asked to be paid in. Tomorrow's change!" shout Shinta. Syafira just smiled without turning her head, walking towards the parking lot of her motorcycle. The plan was to take William to the Osmaro residence. Even though he already has a luxury car, but only William he likes the most, the motorcycle matic butututnya that always accompany him fight all this time.

Meeting and joking with his two best friends makes Syafira forget for a moment the problem of household drama. And now when I get back to that drama again.

Luckily, when he reached home the twins were still on their way home from school with the driver and nanny picking them up. So that Syafira can prepare lunch for them before they arrive.

"Assalamualaikum mother," said the twins together when entering the house and found Syafira welcoming them. Two adorable-looking twins holding a bag of minny mice and the other a spiderman character approach Syafira and kiss her hands in turn.

"The kids stink of acem, was it hot at school?" syafira said as she hugged and sniffed the two. They also laughed because they were amused by Syafira.

The twins were the mood booster that made him stay in the big house.

"Other amused mother amused mother, forgive mother!" exclaim both.

"Yes mother was a sport so dry," said Nala later when Syafira stopped pranking them.

"Yes, change your clothes, keep eating. Mother is sure for you,"

"You take a bath first mother," said Nathan yabg already can not stand the sweat of money stuck on his body.

"But it's still noon,"

"Nathan can't have sweat on his body, he's uncomfortable" said Nala.

Syafira also relented, rather than her son was later nauseous because of his own sweat. Finally, the twins took a shower and just enjoyed their lunch.

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That night, Bara had just returned from work. He sees Syafira playing with Nala, while Nathan is engrossed in his gadgetry.

"Nathan, the game was thirty minutes. Remember yes, you only love the time to play the game at most thirty minutes no more" recalls Syafira. And Nathan immediately turned off and put the gadget.

Bara was quite amazed to see it, his son who usually did not want to stop if he had played the game, now directly according to what Syafira said. I don't know how she educates her children. In just one week, there was already a big change from both of his children. Starting from diligently waking up in the morning, want to eat vegetables, easily memorize something, Nala who never again whines about her pigtails and others. He admitted, if he did not choose wrong to make Syafira as their mother.

Long enough Bara was silent to see the beautiful scenery in front of him. Until, Syafira realized his existence.

"Oh, are you home?" ask Syafira.

"From now on, is my greeting not heard?" answer Bara.

"Hemm sorry I didn't hear. Wa'alaikumsalam," said Syafira and followed by the twins.

"Mother up first yes, want to take water for daddy bath," Syafira told the twins and was nodding back by the two.

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Syafira felt already sleepy once, he decided to go to bed soon after finishing wearing his night skincare.

Chequelek

The door of the room opened and Syafira turned towards the door.

"Of..." Sapa Syafira saw Bara who had just returned from her study.

Om? Bara was always upset whenever his wife called him that name.

"Can't you call me more appropriate?" he said as he approached Syafira.

"I mean om?"

"Keep, what does he want to call?" Shafira got up and looked at her husband.

"Darling? Of love? Honey? Babydad?" syafira Goda.

"Whatever you want to do not be," replied Bara cuek, not provoked by the temptation of Syafira. But he was actually happy to hear those words. Bara turned around to hide her happy smile.

"Emmm or my husband? Cieeeee's husband cieee," tease Syafira again. She came up from behind her husband's armpits to tease him.

Bara fused her eyebrows with her hands crossed over her chest.

"Where, how to choose which? My husband is fit as he always reminds me that's my husband now,"

"Cieee my husband," Syafira continued to tease Bara by suppressing her husband's words and saying them affectionately. Then go leave the shitty guy. Yes, call me baby, husband? She is not considered a wife.

"Where are you going?" ask Bara.

"Sleep, I'm sleepy. The eyes are only two and a half watts not nyampe," Syafira said. Yes, after Bara said Syafira only needed to be a good mother for the twins and Bara did not consider him a wife, Syafira chose to sleep with the twins.

"Sleep here!" bara said.

"Eh what is it?"

Bara frowned, why was the stubborn girl still calling him with that word.

"Don't GR. I just don't want the workers here gossiping about you always sleeping with the kids. Later the news can reach the ears of the mother," said Bara.

Syafira smiled wryly to hear it, it turned out that was the reason her husband asked her to sleep in the room. Just for not wanting to hear her mother-in-law's nagging.

Okay, Syafira finally got into bed. Is not keeping the good name of the husband and family a duty as well? Only need to act if the household relationship even their bed is harmonious, right?

Syafira slept on her back to Bara who was still sitting leaning on the bed rest. Like there was something stuck in his mind.

"Fir, are you asleep?"

" It's been om," replied Syafira, Bara again frowned, how can you answer if you have slept.

"How was your walk with William?" Yep! that was what had disturbed his mind since.

"Why?" ask Syafira.

"Just ask," she replied.

"Jutek very, would you like me to say no?"

"Whatever, it's not important to be answered or not,"

"Well, if it's not important, I won't answer,"

"Fir...!"

"Yes yes, the streets smoothly jaya without obstacles, William tasty on the road, not fussy, let alone kayak om,"

"You are married and you have to limit yourself to other men,"

Shafira who heard it, immediately held back her laughter. How can William be considered a man.

"Tomorrow I teach you to drive the car, so you need to bother again asking the William to drive you,"

"Why? Jealousy huh? The jealousy?"

"I just don't want to risk the family's good name, because of your closeness to other men,"

"Say you are jealous, what a hard thing to admit," shebik Syafira.

"I'm not jealous,"

"Oh yes, it's good that you don't. I became free to be close to anyone, without having to think about my husband being jealous" Syafira said.

"Fir, I..." Bara did not continue to speak when he heard his wife had regular breathing which indicates that he was asleep.

"Highly fast sleep, just now still chattering," said Bara.

When he got out of bed, he covered Syafira. He looked at his wife's face up close, at the hair of the girl who covered li part of her face.

"It seems I'm starting to get jealous Fir heard you mention another man in front of me. Don't be too kind to me Fir let alone love me, because I won't be able to repay him" he murmured. Unknowingly, her male instincts prompted her to kiss Syafira's forehead secretly.

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