Mother to My Children
Chapter 48 (Pampered Side of Syafira)

Syafira and Bara were already in the car about to go home their meal ended in disgrace. How not? It is true that their activities for a few seconds were not visible to other visitors to the restaurant. However, it was recorded clearly in the memory of the restaurant waiter who turned out to be standing right behind them as they kissed a few seconds. Yeah, the waiter wanted to ask me if there might be an extra menu. Unexpectedly, before he opened his mouth to ask the couple was even tarnishing his holy eyes.

Syafira was still embarrassed and upset given the embarrassing incident she had just experienced even though they were already in the car.

"Don't make it, his name wasn't intentional either. He had accidentally witnessed us kissing earlier," Bara tried to persuade Syafira who looked bete.

"Don't talk about it again, I'm ashamed. Shame on!" shafira's whine covered her face with both hands.

"Yes, not discussed anymore. Don't dong, don't sulk. His servant had also apologized," Bara tried to persuade Syafira.

"This is why people are not sensitive, who is wrong the waiter, he is just doing his job. What is wrong is there, ish kesel. Put where the face is," the inner Syafira is half alive.

"Fir...?" Bara touched Suafira's dreamy shoulder.

"Ish, I'm not guilty of it. What's wrong is that Bara who plays from nyosor just don't look around!" syafira said as she moved her shoulders so that Bara's hand would move away from there. Both of his hands were crossed with his face in a bend, similar to clothes that had not been ironed.

"Yes, I was wrong. Sorry yes. You also returned my kiss earlier, so I also continued because I was carried away,"

"Know ah om, I'm ashamed anyway. Just as upset as you! Tega took advantage of my innocence in such a public place. Why don't you take a look at me, make me ashamed!" Syafira continued to whine, venting her frustration towards Bara. His eyes were even teary almost crying. His hand hit Bara's arm.

Bara inhaled his breath deeply and then exhaled it violently. The call he did not like was again coming out of his wife's mouth. That means, his wife is really sulking.

"Keep me how? It's all happening, it's okay, I'm kissing my own wife, it's innocent, isn't it?" Bara held the hand of Syafira, he really did not know how to persuade the sulking brother. It was easier to persuade a leaked whimper like Nala, which was still easy to instigate, he thought.

"Yes sinned greatly, she did not know that I am Bara's wife. Could he think I'm an om-om mistress,"

"Yes it means the sinner he, because he cannot educate his mind to think positively," Bara said.

"I don't want to eat in that restaurant anymore. Don't want to see that waitress face again, shame!" still discussing, when earlier he himself said he did not want to discuss.

"Yes, I was wrong, I was a sinner. I will not take you to eat there again. If necessary I will close the restaurant, so long as you are not ashamed anymore," said Bara, he pulled Syafira's body into his arms.

"Ish evil is the name, if the restaurant is closed, means the workers there lose their livelihood dong, om want to bear the burden of their living costs later?" syafira protest, without taking off Bara's embrace.

"Wrong again. I'm not serious too, dear Fira, I just want to entertain you, "inner Bara. Syafira was really always successful in making him run out of words.

"I'm up to you, but don't call me anymore. If you call that you're really like an om-om mistress you know?"

"Udah ah, don't sulk anymore, like a child. If Nala I'm easy to persuade her, if you I don't know what to do,"

"Makanya know more in this om wife, so that can how to tame it," said Syafira who made Bara laugh at hearing rich tame. But it is true, if Bara must learn to be a handler to tame his wife who is more often behaving bar-bar.

"Call om once again, I kiss again want to?" challenge Bara.

Syafira immediately nagged again, as soon as he heard Bara's words.

"What is all ABG so if Kegep is kissing? Haih makes me dizzy. He enjoyed it too. Haih makes dizzy, just because of a kiss how many seconds it becomes a problem like this. So nyesel, you know that was the kiss for a long time, so it's worth it if he finally sulked," Bara murmured in his heart.

Bara smiled faintly hearing Syafira who continued to murmur, whining l, nagging like a child who was sulking to his mother. This was the first time he had seen the childish side of Syafira which made him very anxious. Usually the woman who is now sitting next to him is always acting mature, even far beyond his age. However, because of the incident just now, made Syafira forget to keep her attitude in front of her husband.

For some reason, Bara actually felt happy to see Syafira as it is, not hiding his true identity. Not covering his true feelings as usual who always behaved amazingly mature. Too strong, strong, and independent. At the moment Syafira looks to have a side effect and it makes Bara feel happy.

"I like you for who you are" unconsciously, the words just popped out of Bara's mouth.

Syafira immediately realized with her attitude, she immediately let go of her embrace towards Bara. Sitting sweetly, neutralizing her feelings back, her shaved hands tidied her hair to cover up her shy feelings that had already shown her weak side in front of her husband.

"Sorry mas, I'm khilaf," he said.

"Let's hunt for the road, the children must have been waiting," he continued before Bara chimed in his apology earlier.

"Are you sure you want to go home? Not going where it was?" ask Bara. He wants to enjoy this rare moment because later at home for sure he will not find Syafira's attitude like this.

"Yakin. Cepetan!"

"Yes, yeah. Wear the seat belt!" bara's orders were followed by Syafira.

"Oh, that was like a really bad boy, wasn't I? Bodo very, once spoiled with her own husband, mumpung she again kayaknya khilaf, not protest this in him," inner Syafira glanced at Bara who began to drive his car.

Yes, the burden of life that has been Shafira's responsibility, forcing her to act as an adult whenever, anywhere and against anyone. Though not in disbelief, sometimes in his heart he wants to feel spoiled, prioritized, loved and protected. But, what can be said, he was married to a husband who only considers him the mother of his son, not his wife. So how to hide how? There he must behave more mature, stronger again to protect his own heart.