Mother to My Children
Chapter 55

"Bi, you really are home?" ask Syafira to the servant.

"It was about two hours ago, ma'am" he replied.

"It seems like the master is in his study" continued the aunt who understood Syafira's confusion.

"Oh yes bi, I look for Bara mas first," said Syafira while carrying the coffee he had just made.

Syafira knocked on the door of Bara's study but there was no response from within. She opened the door to make sure her husband was inside.

And sure enough, Bara was sitting in his chair with an expression that Syafira could already guess. Bara's hands were tightly interlocked and he used them to rest his chin. His jaw had hardened, holding back a taste that only he himself knew.

"I make coffee" said Syafira as she stepped in and placed the coffee on the front desk of her husband.

The man remained silent, not even glancing at Syafira.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know Bara came home early, I knew I was home early" Syafira said, feeling guilty that she had promised to go home before Bara came home. He thought Bara would come home like a normal day when he was busy.

That's not the problem! The problem is Bara thinks Syafira is lying to him, he says walk with Mia and Shinta but in fact go home with his best friend.

"Mia and Shinta were convinced I was shopping out of the salon, so I came home a little late," Syafira still tried to explain, she did not want to be stamped as a responsible mother.

Hearing Syafira mention the names of Mia and Shinta, makes Bara's jaw harder. Why his wife made his two friends as an excuse when Bara saw it was different.

Syafira glanced at her husband, there was a sense of resentment in her heart because Bara did not respond at all to his appearance. Let alone praising, glancing at it is not. He continued to talk to Bara but Bara was silent, he was still looking for a word to say that he was jealous. But he didn't find the right word either. A Bara can't say frankly without his aling-aling that he's jealous. Could have fallen in his pride at the hands of his wife. That's for sure, he thought.

"Mas Bara why the hell? From just now I spoke quietly, again a toothache or thrush? if the toothache let's go to the dentist," Syafira asked.

Somehow, said the doctor was not ngin Bara heard because it reminded the doctor Rendra. Bara hated when he knew that his own best friend again liked the woman who became his wife. Hate because other than jealousy, there was guilt in his heart. However, everything had already happened and it was beyond his knowledge.

"Oh yeah, I'm out, here like talking ice blocks, maybe Bara again won't be disturbed. Do not forget to drink coffee if not a toothache, if the toothache is really not in the drink, fear more pain!" cebik Syafira then stomped his feet about to leave.

"Since when did Mia and Shinta change genders to be men?" finally the ice block made a sound. Syafira paused her steps and turned back to look at her husband.

"What do you mean by Bara?"

"Since when did Mia or Shinta turn into men like Rendra!" it was a question, but his voice was like he was judging.

"Hehe mas Bara could, where Mia and Shinta might change gender. There's just one,"

"I'm not kidding Fira. You started lying to me. If you're honest, tell me the same way with Rendra, I don't have a problem. Why lie?" Bara raised his head to look at Syafira who was standing right in front of his desk. His sight was immediately locked. He swallowed his saliva rough, can not be denied if he was fascinated with the beauty of Syafira. In his heart he praised his wife's beauty. Bara immediately shifted his gaze, not strong to look at him for a long time or his mind would immediately visit if he continued to look at Syafira for a long time.

"I didn't lie, but I went with Mia and Shinta. We keep scattering his home. On the road the Wiliam lashed, strike did not want to walk, and coincidentally doctor Rendra was passing on the road and he offered to drive home. Because there is no taxi, so I want to" Syafira tried to explain.

"William? Who else is that?" bara asked, he forgot that Wiliam was a Syafira motorcycle.

Syafira chuckled inwardly, suspecting that her husband was jealous but prestigious.

"My girlfriend," Syafira purposely replied like that.

Bara immediately looked back at him, this time the look on his face increasingly radiated a flash of anger.

"My bike is mas, my own matic scooter is Wiliam. Ish masa Bara forgot anyway, so do not be angry mulu, so quickly forget right? Senile!"

"Haha, what do you want to say?" inner Syafira was delighted to see Bara's expression this time.

"The motor part is named Wiliam, very majesty, replace Jupri or Jono," said Bara origin.

"Haha mas Bara is all there is. If Jupri or Jono is local, my motorcycle will be imported, International," said Syafira.

Bara frowned, why did the topic of their conversation turn to William.

"If Jupri breaks down, why don't you call Hendro to pick him up?" ask Bara back to the main topic.

"I had time to call Mr. Hendro, but I think over time, so yes no problem between doctors Rendra. He's also Bara's best friend, isn't he?"

"But he likes you, and you might like him too, and what about the kids? and.." inner Bara, unconfident in calling her own name.

"Other times, long or long time, ask Mr. Hendro or I to pick up. You are married, do not come from one car with another man.

"Kan just in between, do not mind mas. Possessive ih," still ngeyel.

"Fira, if I'm talking about what you can't do, why do you always have to stretch?"

"Yes my husband, my husband, my heart," Syafira rolled her eyes lazily.

"No exceptions!" answer Bara firmly.

"Eleh said Bara was jealous, right? Yes, dong, let's say!" syafira Goda.

"Jealous only for the non-confident" Bara said.

"He realized that I was no longer angry, there was no fear," murmured ember in the heart.

"Too confident also not bagu mas, never jealous because of overconfident, afraid to know at tikung. careful now the player is again up and coming,"

"Fir...!"

"Ck, you prestige. The mouth is not synchronous. I'm going to cook, I'm going out first" Syafira turned back and stepped towards the door.

"While I may be jealous, my appearance has changed, there is no response at all. At least say more beautiful or vice versa. It's bae cuek-cuek," murmured Syafira.

Bara just looked at her with a gaze that only she herself knew what her gaze meant.

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The day is getting late...

Bara went into his room after finishing his work which he had stayed for worship and dinner last night.

Seen Syafira has fallen asleep with a tilted position. Bara followed him up on the bed and laid his body tilted to face his wife. Syafira's hair child who disrupts the scenery enjoys the beauty of his wife.

He looked at the face of the wife who increasingly looked beautiful and young. Bara remembered the words Syafira's money said last before he left his study.

"I don't have the right words to describe your beauty Fir, too perfect. And it makes me even more unsettled. Afraid you'll leave the kids. Why did you change your hair and appearance Fir, for what and for whom did you change?" he murmured softly as he stroked his wife's smooth cheeks. Bara landed a brief kiss on Syafira's forehead.

"I'm beautiful, am I?" suddenly Syafira spoke like that with a smile and opened her eyes Making Bara surprised and immediately pulled her hand from Syafira's cheek. Shame and shame mixed into one.

"Well, the child is not sleeping? My idea is apparently," inner Bara.

"Say I'm pretty, don't you think?" again Syafira teases Bara.

"Hem" replied Bara.

"No beauty?" Shafira shifted her sleep closer. Intentionally teasing Bara.

"Hem" replied Bara again.

"Ham hem ham hem, again learning so Sabyan mas?"

"Quick sleep again, it's night,"

"Say I'm pretty what not," still chortling with seductive smiles.

"Yes, you are beautiful, you are asleep. It's night," Bara said, closing his eyes. Prestigious for being caught secretly stealing opportunities while his wife sleeps.

Syafira smiled and closed her eyes. Without opening his eyes, Bara pulls Syafira into his arms.

"Other times, don't be reckless anymore" he said.

"I was clear," looked up at her husband's closed face, still protesting.

"Sst shut up and sleep, if it's noisy I kiss you" Bara said.

"Ish mas Bara mah dares to threaten,"

"Fira, I'm serious. Shut up and sleep or I'll virgin you,"

Syafira immediately pursed her lips tightly and closed her eyes again.

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