Mother to My Children
Chapter 97

Bara kept looking at the screen of his cell phone lying on his desk. There were no calls or messages from Syafira at all. He just grunted in annoyance and continued his work.

"Why is there no news at all, is he really mad at me?" her inner Embers eyes were staring at the document in front of her while once glancing at her mobile phone. Usually even though he is busy, Syafira still takes the time to send messages or call him just reminding him to eat or pray. Because if not reminded her husband likes to forget.

Finally, unable to bear it, Bara relented, sending a message first to Syafira.

"Why not contact mas, tumben," one message sent. But there is no reply.

"Still angry?"

"Fir..."

"Dear,"

"Mas hasn't had lunch yet, aren't you reminded? If you forget to eat?" message sent again. Strange messages from people who are pregnant, the message says not to eat means remember if you have not eaten, but say if you forget to eat, I want attention.

"Seeyaaaannggg,"

"Fira, I'm aaaa,"

"What's busy?"

"Mrs osmaro,"

"I love you...."

"really angry? But I still don't let you intern there,"

"Don't be angry,"

Fix, this is angry for not being answered at all his messages, Bara thought. He became upset himself. Address the longer this fast. If you do not remember his work a lot today, not to mention having to meet later in the afternoon, already otw nyamperin his wife.

"Why not understand the Fir, it is wrong if you are apprenticing here so that you stay close to the same mas, so that you can watch out for you from the eyes of other men. You don't understand, they if you look at you like a wild animal that is ready to pounce on its prey," he muttered inwardly. The soul of his widow thrashed, he was afraid that his young wife kinyis-kinyis was left out by another man younger than him. Even though after graduating from college later, Syafira can concentrate on developing his cake shop rather than working as an employee in a company. Wouldn't it be better to have your own business, Bara thought. He had thought long ago about the business of the wife's cake shop.

While being sent a series of messages like a long train was busy in his cake shop, jammed with cake dough, which made his hands dirty and did not have time to hold his phone since.

"Sir, his phone from earlier shakes continuously, like there is an incoming message," Rani said. Taking Syafira and Desi, the new employee turned his head.

"Nextin ya des , I go first," said Syafira as he meleas apronnya.

Get the phone on the table. At first he smiles at the message from Bara,. Her refrigerator husband is now showering her with a short message, which she has never done before, this record, she thought. Usually Bara just reply to a message with the word hem, yes, you too, love you too or if it has to be long he will immediately call, lazy to type a lot.

"Jeez think what the hell," Syafira put back her phone without replying to her husband's message.

"let's let Bara think I'm really angry. After he likes all the wudele dewe so, immediately hirgas, can not talk well," he murmured who was not angry, taoi because it had been busy so he did not focus on his phone.

"Honey, you have ice cream, anyone want?" exclaiming Syafira while approaching the twins who had just been picked up from school and immediately invited to the store.

"You mother." answered the twins together.

While Bara is increasingly agitated and restless when he knows the message is blue tick which means it has been read by Syafira but not in reply.

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Bara stretched his muscles that felt stiff because of the amount of work today, he saw the Rolex brand meqah watch in his hand, already at half-eight pm.

"In the massage Syafira is delicious like this," he murmured while shaking his head left and right. His hand held his own.

Syafira no longer crank, which there are bones even in broken bones instead of in the incandescent, Bara beredik imagine. He becomes lazy to go home if he thinks of Syafira who craves because it will not get rations again for sure, not even nyiba has suudzon aja Bara, but also,. But he missed too. Although angry, still wanted to see his face. The dilemma.

"Not come home yet?" asked Varel who had just been struggling to get into the president's room without knocking on the door.

Just staring at him. Already know her brother still sitting sweet in the office wearing tanya has not returned home.

"Bareng, I'm gonna go get your mama. He said he was going to Kaka's house,. Tell me to pick it up, " said Varel.

The person being spoken to did not reply, but stood up and grabbed his cell phone and suit and walked over to the door.

"It really needs to be in full service like this," Varell murmured, he followed Bara's steps.

Twenty minutes later, two cars entered the courtyard of the OSmaro residence. Bara went straight inside after handing the key to his subordinates to be parked.

" Sister comes in first, I'll pick up the phone for a bit" Varel said after getting out of his car.

Bara immediately stepped her feet into the living room. His phone suddenly rang, apparently the phone of his client. He sat on the sofa and lifted it up, and he and his client discussed the planned project.

"Maaaaaaaasssss.." The messrah and spoiled voice made Bara turn her head.

"Ohuk!" The embers immediately choked, and as soon as his eyes rounded, his lips clenched in disbelief at what he saw. His body suddenly suffocated like a moonless, even his phone almost fell from his grasp.

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