Mother to My Children
Chapter 76

Shafira was moved, she also shed her tears, she remembered her late father who was also a very great father and loved her children. The father who always smiled in his heart. Never one bit complain about the betrayal committed by the wife, for the sake of maintaining the mentality of her two children. The father who simultaneously doubles as a mother figure so that Syafira and Adelia never feel a lack of affection from their parents. And all of that now remains a memory. He prayed that his father would be happy in heaven without bearing the burden of his mother's wounds.

Syafira knew her late father until seconds before he died, and still loved his mother. And Syafira hates when it comes to remembering that fact, where the father who always misses the figure of his wife even in silence. Without feeling Syafira shed her tears.

"Well, how come you cry baby?" said Bara panicked while rubbing Syafira's cheek.

"I remember my late father, he was also a great and strong father like Mas Bara" Syafira said. Bara pulled Syafira into his arms.

"Now there is a mas who will take care of you and Adel" said Bara.

"Yes, but until when Adel will be like that, when will he wake up. Sometimes I feel afraid that Adel will leave me too" Syafira said.

"Ssttt you can't say that, we have to believe that Adel will wake up. He can't have the heart to leave your brother as good as you, '" Bara said. He could feel the sadness that Syafira had been suffering behind his cherry smile.

"If the guy hadn't run over Dad and Adel, they'd still be alive,"

"That guy? Who?" bara asked curiously, all this time he did not know much about the practice of Syafira. The information he received before marriage was only about the name, status and debt of his father, not in detail.

"Okay, I don't know. He only sent his men to come to the hospital when Adel and Dad were in an accident. He offered me a lot of money, but I refused him because it was not the man himself who came, but his man. And when my father died, none of them - either the errand boy or the man who hit him - showed him his nose at all, just to say condolences" Syafira said.

"You didn't report to the police?"

"Poor people like us can fight the rich like that" Syafira said.

"That morning was the last morning we had breakfast together, the attitude of father and Adel was a little different then. Going to school is like leaving me a long time ago. It was true that my father left not to come back" Syafira said languidly, his gaze blankly remembering his past.

"Morning? School?" Hearing Syafira's words somehow Bara's countenance became slightly changed.

"Yes, it was the morning when my father dropped Adel off at school" Syafira explained.

"When did the accident happen?" bara search. His face is getting harder to understand.

"When we first met at the tomb, it was over a month that my father died after being rushed to the hospital by residents on X Street, where the accident occurred. But his life was not helped" Syafira explained.

"No way" Bara murmured in shock at Syafira's explanation.

"What is impossible?" ask Syafira.

"Ah is okay dear," Bara again held Syafira, kissed the top of the head of the wife but with a blank look like she was thinking something.

"Mas, you want to tonight. Yuk's home!" bring Syafira.

"Hem," Bara nodded, stood up and extended his hand to Syafira to take her to his motorcycle.

"Yes, nice flowers. And this is also the first flower that Bara Kasih, so I want to take it home for mementos," Syafira said. They also left the expanse of grass thatch after wearing a helmet and riding a moge.

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Bara was riding his mogenya at medium speed, they both really enjoyed the ride using the moge. Instead of boarding a jet plane or luxury car, believe Syafira and Bara prefer it that way, the streets using a motorcycle gedenya, romantic more can be. Syafira hugged Bara tightly with the occasional Bara rubbing the hand of Syafira coiled in her stomach, occasionally Bara pulled the hand and then kissed it. Not infrequently also Bara turned his head and the chin of Syafira attached to his shoulder, making it easier for Bara to kiss his lips. The former widower was born again into a teenager who was in love. When he is alone and remembers the moment, surely he will smile himself and call himself alay.

Bara tried to brush off what had been his thoughts since. Try to think positively and enjoy the moment with his wife at this time.

In the middle of the trip, Bara invited Syafira to dinner first because Syafira's stomach continues to rumble.

"We'll eat here first, will we?" ask Bara. He pointed to a simple tent stall that was open only from afternoon until night.

Syafira nodded in affirmation, "I'm mah, eat where I am," he said.

"Well, is it okay to eat in a place like this?" before descending from the moge, Syafira asked first, he who was not sure if Bara could eat at such a roadside stall as he was sultan from birth.

"Why? Does it look inappropriate to eat at the stall?"

"No, it's not that. It's just strange, it's normal that rich people don't want to eat on the side of the road like that, fear not hygienic, fear not good blah blah blah blah," Bara frowned to hear it. Need to introduce the character more deeply this Syafira seems, thought Bara.

"Mas used to eat on the side of the road, as you know mas like moge and used to like traveling to the corners, mas can eat anywhere as long as the place is clean. Do you want to come down or not, baby?" everything to eat should be discussed first, Bata did not think, which is important for him would Shafanya want to eat there, he lives yes, yes, people again bucin.

"So so," said Syafira, he got off the moge followed by Bara. After Bara took off his helmet, Syafira immediately went into the stall which made Bara shake his head. How active and passionate his wife is.

After eating, they continued their journey home which did not take long to arrive.

Arriving at home, Syafira entered the house with a very cheerful feeling while humming in the following by Bara behind him.

Just arrived at the living room, cheerful steps.Syafira suddenly stopped as soon as he saw the figure who was now sitting on the living room sofa.

"Cock stop, baby?" ask Bara who is still aware of the situation.

Syafira's body seemed to be staring at the woman, Bara who realized it came to a stop right beside Syafira.

"You?" said Bara as soon as he saw the woman. It was as if he had known that figure before.

Bara immediately grabbed Syafira's hand and grasped it tightly. Syafira is still stuck with the current situation.

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