Mother to My Children
Chapter 77

The woman stood up when she saw Syafira and Bara.

"Fira.." said the woman. Syafira clutched Bara's hand firmly, seeking strength from her husband to stand firm and holding the feeling in his chest. Feelings of longing and hate towards the woman who gave birth to it. Missed, because for a very long time he did not feel the warmth and affection of the mother. Hate, because the woman had the heart to leave him and Adelia when they were very small. Hate because the woman could betray the love of the father who never even hated him even though he was betrayed.

The woman smiled and walked over.

"How are you Fir? It's mom, do you remember mom?" ask the woman. Of course Syafira remembered, very remembered. Although she had not seen each other for a long time, Syafira was able to recognize her mother's face. Although her mother was not as young as she had been when she left Syafira, not much had changed from her.

Syafira was still sculpting and holding Bara's hand was getting stronger. His tongue was too faint to ask the news of his mother. He wanted to hug her, but his anger towards her was greater. In fifteen years, why not once did he show his nose in front of his children just to ask them news.

In fact, even crying Syafira can not at this time. I don't know what he feels at the moment, which is clear he was really surprised, angry, sad, disappointed and a little happy because he can still see the face of the mother.

Syafira is really not ready to meet her mother now let alone to talk. Still need time to prepare his mental after so long stay.by his mother.

"Go to the room" said Bara, who knew his wife was ready to meet her mother. Shafira looked up, looking at her husband. Bara nodded and smiled.

Syafira Oun chose to obey her husband, she stepped her feet past the woman who was none other than her mother.

"Fira, I want to talk to you" said the woman, shouting slightly. It makes Syafira want to stop his steps.

"Why did you tell him to leave? It's rude of you, I'm the mother who gave birth to her, I want to meet and talk to my son" she said, staring at Bara.

"What are you looking for?" ask Bara coldly.

"Do I need to have a special reason to meet my child?" answer the woman.

"Ck, kid? Now you call him a boy? Did you forget the time I came in person to ask you to come to our wedding? At that time you yourself rejected it and said it did not care and did not consider Syafira or Adel a child" said Bara.

Hearing his words, Syafira who had just climbed the two steps immediately stopped.

"The Bara, he.." murmured Syafira. He did not expect if it turns out Bara had met his mother to tell about their marriage.

Yes, after an impromptu application event designed by Ms. Lidya at that time, Uwa Syafira had met Bara and expressed what Syafira wanted, namely to want her mother to see her married, at least one of his parents was present. Bara tried to comply with Syafira's wishes, he was quickly able to find information about Syafira's biological mother who turned out to be in Jakarta as well.

Bara meets the woman and as an adult man, she expresses her good intentions to marry Syafira and asks her to come to their marriage. However, the middle-aged woman rejected him outright. He did not know if Shafira would marry a wealthy widower, because Bara did not show his wealth at all when he met Syafira's mother. So, the woman thought that she did not want her profits to come to the event.

This time, Syafira shed her tears. That was the mother he had longed for. Even just to see her get married just don't want to. It was his mother's hatred for Syafira. Syafira thought because her mother did not know her marriage so she did not come. And it turns out that night, when uwa Syafira came in while Syafira was playing with her cousins, actually uwa already knew if her mother knew her marriage but did not want to come.

Syafira clenched her own hands tightly, holding back her feelings of disappointment. He wiped his rough tears and then resumed his steps. No matter what her mother and husband were talking about again, her heart was already sick enough to hear the reality.

"My wife Shafira, whatever her business, is my business as well. You better get out of here before I call you Scurity" Bara said firmly. He did not want to let the woman stay in his house.

The woman picked up her bag, then left with her feelings of regret.

Bara sighed, he rubbed his face rough and immediately followed Syafira upwards.

Arriving in the room, Bara immediately approached his wife who was standing on the balcony of his room, looking at his mother who walked out of the Osmaro residence with tears in her eyes.

"Honey," called Bara down in Syafira's ear, the man immediately hugged the palace from behind.

"Eh, mas.." said Syafira while holding back her tears.

"He's gone" said Bara.

"What did Bara say was true? Have you ever met my mother?" syafira asked, his heart ached when he mentioned the word mother.

"Yes" replied Bara.

"Why did Bara never say?"

"Mas doesn't want you to be disappointed when you find out, as you are today" Bara replied. He understands how disappointed and sad a child is when his mother doesn't care about him.

Syafira immediately twisted her body, she hugged her husband tightly. Looking for calm there, spilling the pain in his chest.

"I'm really disappointed, but I miss him a lot" Syafira said sobbing, he could no longer stand firm.

"Cry if it makes you calmer. Now there is a mas that will always be there for you and Adel, do not worry," Bara hugged Syafira tightly, fuming the top of his head many times. Let alone Syafira, he himself can feel the disappointment and pain.

The night was getting late, now Syafira had fallen asleep in the arms of her husband with Bara sitting and leaning on the bed. Bara justifies the sleeping position of Syafira. Syafira was carefully laid down. After covering her feet, Bara kissed Syafira on the forehead and left Syafira for her study. There was a lot of work to be done that night because he stayed a few days ago.

After a while checking some incoming emails, Bara decided to return to the room with his laptop. He would work in the room, he did not want to leave Syafira alone for too long.