Mother to My Children
Chapter 87

"Fir.." said the ember who was persuading Syafira who was sulking in the corner because Bara not only kissed his forehead but also his lips in public. His hand was trying to grab the wife's hand.

"Don't hold the mas" Shafira pulled her hand from Bara's.

"Sorry to get carried away with the atmosphere," said Bara. Kissing lips in public still seems to be a very embarrassing thing for Syafira.

"Bring the mood is not like that, too, shame. There are kids and others too. What they said was try, "although it was just a brief kiss on the lips, Syafira still felt ashamed for successfully stealing the attention of almost all the humans in the hall earlier.

"Part of why the hell, did you kiss your husband, just love it. Not a kiss either way," Bara tried to defend himself.

"Yes, but it's still not good to see kids,"

"Yes wrong, I'm sorry. In sorry, isn't it?" Bara extended her hand as a sign of her apology. He better give up, argue, he will not win against his wife if she sulks.

"Yes sorry, but next time the codes first if you want to kiss on the lips," Syafira welcomed her husband's hand and kissed the back of the hand.

"Yes, don't sulk anymore. Mas aja not in rations almost a week is not angry anyway, so it was natural that mas main nyosor aja. I miss it hard," said Bara. Syafira who heard it felt guilty, but how else, Nala lately very spoiled with him, so nothing should Syafira, Syafira and Syafira. Sleep should be with Syafira.

Accidentally, Lidya's mother who was holding the twins heard the last sentence uttered by her daughter-in-law.

"Gosh week? A week Fira does not give rations? Lothawat! When will you add this again his grandson," Inner Bu Lidya fretted. He thought Syafira was still indifferent and had not fully accepted Bara's repentance for his attitude first.

"Mother!" Nala and Nathan took their hands off Lidya's and moved them into Syafira's hands.

"Lately you haven't seen Jhon, where is he? Healthy right? Still alive, right?" ask Lidya ma'am.

Bara mngernyit's forehead heard the question of Ms. Lidya who suddenly asked the news om Jhon, "Healthy, only now om Jhon more often in the office. Pity if you have to keep following Bara everywhere, is old," replied Bara.

"Tumben mama nanyain om Jhon?" continued.

"Any kangen, usually where there are you there there is Jhon, mama has not talked to him for a long time. Not to confide in that," said Bu Lidya. Bara is not too surprised to hear the words of her mother-in-law, because indeed they were friends since Bara knew Olivia and dated her. Om Jhon who always fools Lidya when the woman whines wants to join Bara and Olivia Dating.

"And mama can be the same news about Jhon, hape is still on, right, not broken?"

"Ih don't want, when mama has to chat him first, gengsilah, ntar in case of any woman," said Bu Lidya.

"Why prestige buk, nanyain news first no problem," Syafira who has been busy with the twins, now join nimbrung.

"Don't tell me you have a crush on Jhon?" Bara half did not believe the question, but all this time Bu Lidya did look like how to meet om Jhon. He also remembered Nala's innocent speech that said she was busy looking for new opa. Although Bara knew it must be absurd words from the in-laws who could actually be a joke with the twins but it could also be the reality, only mother lidya who knew the contents of her own head.

"Well, why do you like mama? Both of these singles, mama is not nikung," style of language Bu Lidya already like a child only.

"Mama likes the import-import kayak Jhon," added Bu Lidya.

"He's got a wife, ma,"

"But Jhon love died with his wife, just look until now he did not marry again,"

"That's because he hasn't found anything that fits Bar. Try if you find something that fits like you, those words don't apply,"

Just shut up, right what Lidya said. He used to believe his love was only for Olivia, who he would carry until the end of his life, but in fact faltered with the presence of a Syafira in his life. But he doesn't regret that.

"This serious mom likes Jhon?"

"Heleh kepo!" cebik bu Lidya. He can only sigh.

"Mom, later after this Fira went straight to campus . Can you please take the kids home with you?" Syafira was forced to interrupt the in-law chat because considering the hour it was time to go to campus and he thought Bara would go straight to the office after this.

"Yes, you calm down. There's a mother of kids in order. Come on, baby, we're going home now. Friends oma there want to come to the house later," Ms. Lidya invites her two grandchildren to go straight home.

"Mother, later in the afternoon pick you up at the oma house, Nala does not want to nginep there," said the dimpled little girl.

"Me too" Nathan continued.

"Yes, later in the afternoon mom and daddy pick you up. Is it not mas?" looking towards the husband.

"Hem," said Bara nodding.

After saying goodbye, the twins and their parents left Bara and Syafira.

"It's not nice to always repotin mom, either," murmured Syafira while watching his third footsteps that went hand in hand with his two twins carrying a small backpack bag on his back and each hugging the trophy with one hand.

"No, don't feel good, it's normal. They are my mother's grandchildren. Not free either, expensive is the baby sitter that one is the tariff," said Bara.

"Ah, I have to get to the college. I also want to go to the office, we split up here. I'm taking a taxi, too,"

"Bareng aja, mas kenoffice just for a moment, it's up to..."

"By the same time, I left first well, the online taxi has come," Bara has not finished his sentence, Syafira has interrupted. He grabbed Bara's hand for a kiss and immediately twisted his body, stepping his feet in a hurry.

Bara frowned while staring at Syafira's back, when his wife ordered a taxi.

"Eh forgot!" Syafira turned around and approached her husband. In the kiss of Bara's cheek, "Bonus, until later in the afternoon. Assalamu'alaikum," he hurriedly said.

Bara was only able to shake his head while touching the cheek that Syafira had just kissed.

"So I was angry because I was sosor inside, now even he who nyosor first. What the hell do you want," he murmured.

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