Mother to My Children
Chapter 51 (Shock Therapy)

In the morning, as usual Syafira was busy with the problem of taking care of the twins and also the needs of her husband. Moreover, this is the heart of Monday where a lot of people are busy since the morning after enjoying their Sunday vacation.

Bara sat down while observing his wife who was busy preparing breakfast for him. Since Syafira all home affairs are safely under control. Not only the affairs of his children, but the affairs of his stomach are also never missed. Syafira's cuisine spoils her tongue.

"The kids haven't come down yet?" tanya Bara opened the chat that morning.

"They're going down soon, they're ready to have breakfast" replied Syafira without looking at her husband.

"Aren't you in college today?" ask Bara again.

"There will be nine o'clock" said Syafira who is still busy.

"If you talk to that, look at the opponent Fira spoke to, if that's not polite, the name" said Bara slowly.

Syafira sighed, her husband was very disturbing, but she was happy if Syafira was busy. Shafira looked at her husband.

"What is Bara, my husband?" her question was pretentious with a smile she had to make as sweet as possible.

"Kok smile so, insincere is his name," said Bara.

"The bottom line is mas, want to talk if I still want to take this other menu," said Syafira.

"And there's Fir's servants, why do I pay them if you take all this,"

"Yes, too" murmured Syafira.

"You who cook for me are like children, but let them prepare at the table. You're the mistress here,"

"Madamma babby sitter ya mas," check Syafira with a smile as wide as possible.

"You're Fira's mother, not her babby sitter,"

"Yes, I'm their mother, only their mother," the dashed Syafira lazily argued over her husband, still early in the morning.

"My wife too" said Bara lirih.

"What mas? I didn't hear, he was talking fast, but now I don't have the energy to speak,"

"Yes if you don't hear," Bara said.

"The wife is only the status of mas, which is recorded in the marriage book, if the reality is still mbak Olivia who is the wife of Bara mas,"

"Fira, I don't want to make a fuss over trivial things. Don't be caught in the morning. If I say you're my wife yes my wife," said Bara firmly.

"Well that dong who loudly call his wife, do not be embarrassed to admit it. This is to eat first. The children will follow" said Syafira offering breakfast to her husband.

"Wait for them." said Bara while putting his phone on the table.

Just finished talking, the twins had already walked hand in hand down the stairs.

"For the boy, princess," Bara said as she watched her two favorite little boys walk closer to the dinner table. They're neat with school uniforms and bags each.

"Daddy's yeast!" exclaim the two in unison and then sit in the chair they used to sit in if they were eating together.

"Daddy, how? Is it Dedek's baby?" ask Nala.

"But baby, mother does not want daddy to cooperate," Bara glanced at Syafira who was busy serving the twins.

"Mother..." The beautiful eyes of the little girl stared at Syafira, ready to shed the tears that had gathered at the corner of her two eyes.

"Eh very quickly the reaction," inner Syafira.

"It's not so dear, mother is not not unwilling,"

"Then? Is it because of bad daddy?" ask Nathan.

"What a clear way yes. Mas Bara auxiliary dong, his son was ready to cry," whispered Syafira in Bara's ear.

"Let's just say you want to, it's done," said Bara.

"I'll take Bara again if I say I want to,"

"Yes if you have said you want to" said Bara casually.

The two children were just staring not understanding what their parents were discussing.

"Why the discussion? Let's explain mother, daddy," Nathan's son looked at the two.

"Em like this baby, today's mother there is a lecture, daddy also has to work to leave early in the morning. If last night cooperating will have to stay up late, later wake up late again if the night stays up," explained Bara as much as possible looking for an excuse.

"How's it?" bara whispered asking for an opinion on the answer in Syafira's ear.

"Can be accepted" replied Syafira.

"Because if tomorrow's holiday mom wants dong in the cooperation of daddy?" nala asked and then bit the tip of her sandwich.

"Eh.it..."

"Just know they are critical of his mind. The more reason the greater their kepelan," whispered Bara.

"Ish but don't take it if I say yes?" Syafira stared intently at her husband.

"God, God" said Bara smiling suspiciously.

"Why don't you answer? Don't want to" Nala began to lose her patience, her eyes back in tears.

"Oh yes, dear, mother wants," said Syafira quickly.

The little girl immediately changed her facial expression to bright, very bright beat the five-watt nail lamp.

"Yes has a baby grandpa!" yells.

Secretly under the table, Nathan and Nala do tos.

"Successful!" such was the roughly expression drawn from both of their eyes. Apparently the teary-eyed drama that Nala showed was just acting.

Syafira was also happy, not because of the demand for baby dedek, but because of Bara's increasingly soft nature towards him. However, she still has to ascertain Bara's feelings first before giving what is rightfully her husband.

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In office...

"Young master, the investors are waiting in the meeting room," said om Jhon as soon as he entered the Bara room.

"Alright, prepare the file!" his orders.

"Sorry young master, the file isn't there with the young master? Last night I drove home because the young master said he wanted to learn it first?"

"Let me take it sir" said Om Jhon who saw Bara's annoyed face.

"No need om, will not be hunted if om to the house and back here," prevent Bara.

"Then how is the young master?"

He seemed to think for a moment. He took his cell phone and tried to contact Syafira.

Syafira who was in a hurry to go to college stopped at the door of her room after hearing her phone ring.

"Coal Mas? tumben clock as soon as the phone?"

Syafira lifted him up.

"Assalamualaikum mas, tumben clock as soon as the phone is what?" ask Syafira.

"Fir, where are you?" ask Bara.

"This is a mash at home, it's too late to go to campus why mas?"

"Please drop the files on my desk, the red map to the office right now?"

"But, I had to go to college" Syafira saw her watch, apparently still hunted if she delivered her husband's file because it was in the direction of the campus.

"Well I deliver, I take the file first," Syafira said after estimating the time.

"Well, thank you Fir?"

"Thank you later mas, now hang up. Assalamualaikum,"

"As soon as I wait for Fir, the client is waiting. Waalaikumsalam," Bara said. Syafira immediately turned off her husband's call she immediately headed to her husband's office and looked for the intended file.

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About fifteen minutes later, Syafira arrived in front of Bara's office. This was the first time he had set foot in front of such a towering building. Syafira was amazed, not expecting if her husband owned the building. Syafira stopped his motorcycle right in front of the building.

The guard chasing Syafira who parked his motorcycle is not where it should be.

"Where's the hell is the hell you going? What do I need to do with this office? Why is Miss parking here? Motorcycle parking should be over there," the security guard pointed to the moto bike parking lot using his security baton.

"Sorry sir, I was in a hurry, I want to deliver this file to mas.eh, I mean for the owner of this company," Syafira said as she stepped one foot forward to take a swing in.

"Wait for Miss, what is your relationship with Mr. Bara? I can't let just anyone confess to Mr. Bara's family,"

"Once again, if you want to know who can ask directly to Baranya sir, now I rush this, must go to campus as well" said Syafira, but the security guard.it still prevents it.

"Yes, I have to admit the wife of the owner of this company, which I have in custody, in the future. Maybe they think I'm his mistress again,"

"What's this?" the baritone's voice scattered the momentary daydream of Syafira.

"This sir, this lady said she wanted to deliver the files for you," said the security guard who lowered his head not daring to look at his boss.

Syafira stared in awe at her husband who looked cool when in the office, so dignified that even those passing by all nodded their heads as a sign of respect for him.

Bara approached Syafira with slow but long steps, one hand he put in his pants pocket.

"Bring the file?" bara asked, her domineering voice, now turning soft.

"Fir...?" Syafira is still dumb.

"Yes, here's the file," Syafira thrusts the red map at Bara's command.

"thank you. How quickly to get there?" According to the calculation Bara gasket does not take about half an hour to arrive, at the earliest twenty-five minutes.

"It's about to bring Wiliam" Syafira said

"You speeding up Fir?" She stared at him sharply.

"Hehe, if not speeding do not hunt. After all, the security guard even ngajakin negotiations everything, he did not know I is.eh "Syafira immediately closed his mouth, he wanted to call the word 'mas' but hesitated. Fear of shame.

Bara frowned because Syafira did not continue his speech.

"Well, will you go in first?" ask Bara.

"No, I was in a hurry almost too late," Syafira turned to the security guard who was standing watching the conversation between the two of them.

"Service officer, don't like su'udzon well. Assalamualaikum," said Syafira then turned back and stepped his feet leaving Bara who was still standing in his place.

"Who is that sir? Pondering huh?" ask one of the employees who happened to pass by.

"Yes, ponakan," replied Bara who remembered earlier Syafira hesitantly mentioning himself as his wife. Maybe Syafira is shy or bekum is ready, he thought.

"Beautiful, sir" he said. Making Bara do not like, there are other men praise the beauty of his wife in front of him, although Syafira is beautiful.

Syafira who had just walked two steps to hear Bara's words and misunderstandings occurred. Syafira thought Bara was ashamed to admit it. Even with Bara, he thought Syafira was ashamed to admit it.

"I guess you really think I'm a wife, not yet. Still shy. Need in love shock therapy it seems," inner Syafira grinned.

Syafira turned around, stepped quickly near her husband and kissed Bara on the lips. The security guards and those who saw the scene were immediately shocked, not believing what they saw. A beautiful, young girl kissing their boss in public.

Bara immediately rounded his eyes when Syafira's lips stuck perfectly on his lips. He could not believe, his wife was that determined, when yesterday he almost cried because he was caught kissing by the waiter of the restaurant.

"So I said thank you later, right? This is to say thank you to Bara to me" said Syafira, again on her tiptoes and kissing her husband's lips, this time Bara's hand quickly held Syafira's nape so that the kiss happened a little longer. As soon as Bara removed his hand from the nape of Syafira, Syafira immediately turned around, closed his eyes in shame and ready to step with a thousand steps towards his motorcycle. Her intention is she who wants to give shock therapy to her husband, uh herself also hit, maybe even her shock exceeds Bara.

"Well, what a ponakan nih, her ponakan is young, beautiful, and energetic yes sir," said one of the employees.

"He's my wife" said Bara, still stunned as she touched her own lips. Smile, remembering what just happened. He could not imagine what Syafira's face was like today, it must be red like boiled shrimp. Thought Bara.

"Hah, angry that his wife sir was not recognized as a wife,"

"Shut up! What's your name?"

"Indra Sir,"

"Indra, want to cut the pay or get fired? The hours worked are running!"

"Not both sir, sorry" he said languidly.

Bara did not respond, he immediately stepped in because he remembered he was waiting.

"You anyway, have a mouth not on guard, fortunately Mr. Bara again happy, try if again badmood, can be sent to your Pluto," whispered friend Indra.

"Becelosan earlier,"was an employee named Indra.

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