Mother to My Children
Chapter 81

Bara really feels like the most jerk in the world. It's not his intention to be irresponsible for his actions, but that's the way it is. He did, and was unwittingly free to run from his responsibilities.

Many times Bara screamed fruatration, restoring her hair with both hands.

"Oh my God, what should I do now?" Even to cry regretting his actions he was unable to, all felt choked in his throat.

Suddenly his phone vibrated, he saw a message coming in from his wife.

"Mas don't forget lunch. Love you '____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________.

"Yes, baby, you too. How's it going, okay?" Bara typed a reply for Syafira, without feeling his tears dripping, "Dear Sira, sorry dear mas," he murmured regretfully.

"It's healing, don't worry. Nih there's Mia with Shinta playing at home, so rame. The spirit of his work, "reply from Syafira. The girl looked very cheerful like a girl who was in love and her love reciprocated.

Bara rubbed his face rough, he could no longer reply to her, his heart getting sicker. Why is it all this way, does he not deserve to be happy. She lost Olivia and raised the twins herself in a vacuum. Now that he is crawling happily with his wife and the twins, he must discover that he has ruined Syafira's life.

Bara continued to massage his temple, his head felt throbbing. However, the pain in his heart was greater than that. He was even disappointed and angry with himself.

Bara remembers how hard his wife lived all this time. His sister who until now is still in a coma, his mother who is so heartless and heartless. Only then will this time be the strength and the place where Syafira rests. Then how will he be able if Syafira knows, if his backrest during this time is the destroyer of his life.

"Aaarrgghhhh, stupid fool fool! You sinful man Bara!" yelled Frustrated.

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Meanwhile, a furore was going on at the Osmaro residence. How not, now you are there. Syafira, Mia and Shinta were chatting next to the pool, and they went around looking at the house.

"Cieeee is falling in love, smiling to herself. It was like being alone, another contracted," Mia teased when she saw Syafira smiling as she sent her husband.

"Syirik aja Mi, peng ya married dong. It's good to know Mi, Shint, halal courtship, free to do anything," Syafira deliberately berpompori his two best friends who have since mencengin he continues.

"Tuh, like young marriage can be a mature husband, rich, negmong. Adem actually like life, it is not difficult to think about spending money, just your own money. No need to say anything more, all is done, just need to nyenengin husband in bed, stay back resigned in bed already, delicious," said Mia while imagining.

" Astagfirullah Mi, that's a very bad brain, it needs to be wiped with a sage broom like a sijuk. Recumbent resigned, recumbent resigned. I've never thought of it," Shinta pulled Mia's head off.

" His mbul, don't play toyor aja why, again fantasize too. It's head at fitrahin tau!" Mia thaws while rubbing her head.

" Once again, you know, do not mostly fantasize that way, we are single there is no channel. Different from Fira, he did not need to fantasize anymore, it was clearly plastered in front of the eyes. Want to wipe the chest of the field, the stomach of torn bread or cobra snake just ask the husband to undress and pants have been able to wipe satisfied. Lah, if we are single, only increase sin" Shinta said at length.

" Yeee you are the same, but at the end of the day, too" protested Mia.

" Eh Fir, there is an idea to share a husband no, difficult nyari a complete package that can be a bonus plus, plus, plus so," Mia switched to meanapa Syafira.

"Wiiih really carelessly Mi when you say, Fira where would share with you. If I become Fira, I keep going tuh om dudanya so as not to be teased with other girls," said Shinta.

"Yeah, kidding me. Seriously very," said Mia.

Shafira could only smile and shake her head at the absurd babbles from her two best friends.

"You guys, come here to look at me or you want to be julid, anyway" asked Syafira.

"Yes, you are healed anyway, you can be invited by your husband right. I suspect, you are sick what pain does it hurt, lest you persevere again Fir," said Mia.

"Wah could be tuh Fir, was this morning dizzy as udh healed, morning sicknesa times," continued Shinta.

"No, people a few days ago are doing it, the time has come," said Syafira kecelosan.

Mia and Shinta immediately looked towards Syafira, looking at her sharply.

"Seriously? How, how?" ask Mia enthusiastically.

"the taste? dong story how did it feel when I first did it? Not delicious? That's the big om no, as he's like a bule-bule that's right, tight no Fir?"

"Yes Fir, for the dong experience, let's tell the story," Shinta supports Mia's pronunciation.

"Geez, I was wrong. Udah ah, do not discuss so, that privacy can not anyone kepo! No need to experience, later will also be able to own naturally. After all, the children have gone home, keep talking in front of them," said Syafira, he heard the sound of car horns coming into the yard, he guessed it must be Miss Lidya and the twins.

Syafira leaves her two best friends to welcome Miss Lidya and the twins.

" How are you doing, baby? Haven't you? "asked Lidya ma'am.

" It's mom. Just a common cold, and now it's healed" replied Syafira.

" Thankfully then, later ask your husband to make it in the brake first, do not want if he is asked to continue asking for rations. You also need to rest, tired if in the force makes it so,"

Syafira smiled thinly, not his best friend not bu Lodya all why the brain contents ngeres anyway, he thought.

" It would be the sin of the mother if Fira nolak, anyways not as you think, I catch a cold not because of that," said Syafira.

" Hem, yes, mom went straight back well, there's still business. It's okay the mother twins live, you're really healthy?"

"Yes ma'am, Fira is well" said Syafira.

"Eh there are friends of Fira huh?" ucp bu Lidya when he saw Mia and Shinta approaching them.

"Yes aunty, aunty more beautiful," said Mia.

"Ah you can, too bad aunty still have business. If not, we can have a nice conversation first. Yes, aunt first yes. I'm coming home, Fir" said Lidya.

"Be careful mom," Syafira greeted Lidya's mom, followed by Mia and Shinta.

"Be careful on aunt's road" said Shinta.

"Your friends are fun, I love it. So remember the youth first," said Ms. Lidya before actually leaving.

"You guys relax first, I'll take care of the twins first" Syafira said.

"We turned back to Fir, it was noon, too" said Shinta.

"It's noon here, all at this hour. You guys just relax, wait yes I go up first, we will have lunch with the twins, then you can go home. No need to go home before you are full" Syafira smiled.

"Whatever the madam says, we are cute" said Shinta.

"If it's about eating, you fuck Shint. Eh this is really nothing Fir, Nggk ngerepotin. Your husband wasn't mad we played here long?" said Mia.

"No bother, Bara will not be angry, he is tame now, do not be afraid, will not be angry,"

Syafira went up, following the twins who had gone up first. When in front of the twins' bedroom door, the phone he was holding rang. He opened the incoming message

"Fira, there is an important thing that I want to talk about, if you have time and still consider mother, please meet mother," said the message from an unknown number that turns out to be Syafira's mother.

Syafira closed her eyes in a flash while sighing deeply.

"Alright, this afternoon at cafe xxx," Syafira replied. Maybe meeting his mother was the best, sooner or later, he had to face his mother. There are many things he wants to know about his mother, many of which he wants to ask including why his mother has never met him or Adel.

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