Mr. Arogan's Seed
chapter 4 - 6 Years Later

Alea's tears continued to fall while looking at the faces of her children who were born without any painful drama. Until now he had never expected to have children at a young age, especially having to bear everything himself, despite his selfishness.

"Once again forgive the mother who separated you from your father. Mother promises not to make you lack of affection even in the slightest," she rubbed the cubi cheeks of her son and daughter in turn.

Alea always prayed throughout her night for the baby she bore to resemble her, but her prayers were not touched by the powerful, proving her children's facial carvings were similar to Rocky's. All she resembled were those pretty eyes.

"From day I've prepared a name for both of you, but since one of them is female, I change it a little hehehe." Alea laughed in her crying day.

He moves in to kiss his son and whisper a name without including the Rocky clan. "Davino Alen's. Good name, right, brother? And for adek ...." Alea now kissed her daughter's cheek that looked asleep. "Devina Alin."

"What a beautiful name, Ma'am. Hopefully they can become devoted children" chirped the field that helped Alea give birth earlier.

"Thank you, Ma'am." Alea smiled kindly.

....

The growing pain of each moment made Rocky truly tormented. The man had just come out of the bathroom after banging like a person who was giving birth.

"Why's Rocky's face flushed like that?" asked Eril who came after being called by him.

"Where's the cure?" ask Rocky to raise his hand.

"I don't buy, said Rahma Rocky's leg symptoms like the symptoms during childbirth. Maybe Alea's pain moved on you." Eril sat on the couch followed by Rocky.

"How could he have taken my two sons to heaven two weeks ago." Rocky nodded his head, which was dizzy. His hair was still wet because he could not dry it.

"You mean?" Eril's forehead shriveled.

Rocky let out a long sigh, instead of answering his sister's question, he immediately went into the room without coming out again. Totally disrespecting guests, Eril willingly comes all the way and leaves his son and wife at home just for fulfilling Rocky's request.

Eril switched to a laptop that had been open and displayed an email. Inside was a photo of a woman with a large belly covered in red liquid. His face was not very clear as it was slightly crushed by the accident.

"Why can't I believe that the photo is really Alea? But the diary book was clearly his," Eril murmured. Alea used to live in her house and she recognized her sister's wife's diary.

"But I ...." Eril's speech stopped because of the ringing of the phone from the wife.

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6 Years later ....

Successfully raising her children alone by enduring insults for the sake of insults from the villagers, did not make Alea fall just like that. In fact, because of that, he is getting stronger and wants to prove to everyone that being a single parent will not kill the future of a child, also makes that confidence disappear.

However, Alea's biggest weakness is her own children, especially when Davino and Devina question who their father is.

"The grub can't cry, the crybaby is the weak one" Davino said, wiping off her sister's tears with her thumb.

"But brother, they say we don't have a father."

"Why crying? It's not true we don't have a father. Isn't that right, mom?" Davino looked up at his mother who was still silent.

Alea did not know what to say to her children now.

"Adek pictures torn up with friends because he said it was inappropriate. Though Vina made it in order to fulfill Vina's wishes. Happy family with dad."

"Who tore it up, son? Tell mommy!"

"The front neighbor, Mother."

Alea clenched her hands, she disliked it the most if anyone bullied her children.

"Sister, take her sister to the room. I have a little business."

"Yes, Mommy." Davino stood up and grabbed the hand of his sister who was still crying occasionally. "Come, re-imagine it again, sister help!" bring him.

Seeing her children enter the room, Alea immediately left the house to meet the neighbors in front of her house. He knocked on the door several times until it was opened by the owner of the house.

"What are you doing here? I'm not interested in making a donation to you!"

"I'm not asking for donations, ma'am. I just want to meet my mom!" alea's eyes glanced at the little boy hiding behind her mother.

"Why are you looking for my daughter?"

"Because he has tore up my daughter's picture!"

"However you are. His name is children, playing and ruining toys is natural."

Alea laughed at the donation. "If someone is playing and joking, then they all seem happy and laughing together, but if one of them is crying, it means bullying."

The mothers in front of Alea instantly looked at her son in hiding. "Are you really tearing up Vina's ugly picture?"

The 8-year-old nodded his head quickly. "Vina's image is not ugly. Vina's pretty picture is why I'm torn. Mother said, no one can be above us."

"It turns out his mother's heresy." Alea smiled cynically. "I won't be silent if anyone bullies my children despite the husband of the village chief's mother!"