My Wife Drabia's
84.Happy Mother's Day

Arriving at Lea's and Dafa's courtyard. After perfectly parking his car, Ansel got down from the car, walking towards the door next to Drabia.

"Slow down baby" Ansel said as he helped Drabia out of the car and helped her sit in a wheelchair.

Leah, who had just left the house after hearing their arrival, approached immediately, taking Salwa from Ansel's sling and bringing her into the house, followed by Drabia and Ansel from behind. Arriving in the living room, Ansel helps Drabia to sit on the sofa.

"Darling, I stayed here for a while. Dafa and I had some business outside for a while" said Ansel, after seeing Dafa descend the household.

"Where?" Drabia sharpened his gaze to Ansel's vija.

Ansel held out his hand gently rubbed Drabia's head." met the person who offered our cooperation dear."

"Oo" Drabia rounded her lips while nodding.

"Daf, come!" bring Ansel.

"A little while" Dafa poked his feet toward Lea carrying two babies in his left and right arms." It's a pity that I left first huh" she said, after peeping the baby's cheeks, not forgetting Dafa peeked Lea's cheeks.

"Papa's heart!" reply Lea after replying with a kiss on Dafa's cheek.

Dafa and Ansel left the house. Drabia and Lea, who live with their daughter, talk about a lot of things about their lives.

Almost midnight Ansel and Dafa had just returned. Ansel went into the guest room of the Dafa house. Drabia fell asleep while hugging Salwa beside him. Ansel kissed his wife's forehead, making Drabia wake up immediately.

"Ansel, why so long?" tanya Drabia muttered, closing her sleepy eyes again.

"Sorry, dear" Ansel laid his body beside Drabia, carrying the woman into his arms.

"We're not going home?." Drabia opened her eyes again to see Ansel lying next to her.

"Tomorrow in the morning" murmured Ansel with eyes closed because he was sleepy. Drabia again closed her eyes enjoying Ansel's warm embrace to her body.

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The next day, Drabia and Ansel return to their home with Salwa.

"Let's open the door baby" said Ansel.At this time they are already in front of their door.

Drabia immediately pushed the door in front of him with both hands. And Ansel immediately pushed into his wheelchair.

Buyaaarrrrr!

Drabia closed his eyes, as he felt a thick liquid splashing down on his body. Drabia instantly wiped the viscous liquid off his face.

Ansel who stood behind him, giggling, saw Drabia's body covered in pink mud.

"Ansel, are you pranking me?." Drabia pursed her lips pouting. So last night, this is what her husband worked for until he left her at Leah's house until late at night. And they even stayed at their friend's house.

Ansel did not answer, and he pushed the Drabia wheelchair into the house, towards the living room of the house.

"Ansel!" murmured Drabia saw something in that living room. A tv screen that aired video when Drabia underwent cesar opersi, so the birth of their children who are now in the sling Ansel.

"I know you'd want to see how Salwa was born out of your womb. For that I thank you for risking your life to give birth to this fruit of our love." Ansel stroked his wife's thin cheek tenderly." My struggle to raise her myself, that's nothing compared to your struggle. I'm sorry for how much I've hurt you."

"Ansel, I've forgiven you for a long time. There is no need to make a moment to apologize like this. To make me dirty, and decorate the whole room of this house. I'm not on my birthday, and I don't think today is our wedding anniversary either."

"I know" Ansel covered his smile." But this is Mother's Day, Salwa's first birthday." Ansel gave Salwa to Drabia." Thank you for fighting to give birth to her" said Ansel again, peeping Drabia's forehead with great affection.

Drabia reviews her smile with glassy eyes." Giving birth has become the nature of a wife. You don't have to thank me" Drabia said, extending her hand to touch Ansel's face.

"But I want to do it. Before congratulating our daughter. First I have to say thank you." Ansel took Drabia's hand stuck to her cheek, then kissed her.

"You moved me, then where is the gift for us" said Drabia finally dropped a clear liquid from the corner of his eye.

"I've certainly prepared it." Ansel also plucked his index finger and thumb until it made a sound.

Nimas' mother, Mr. Ilham, April, Lea, Dafa and Ciko entered the room with the child from the orphanage, dressed in white.

"Mom, Dad, Mama April" said Drabia.

Nima's mother approached Drabia, lowering her body in front of her daughter.

"Mama's sorry" the woman cried.

"I've forgiven Mama" Drabia replied pulling the woman who was no longer young in her arms.

"Truly Mama didn't want to waste you that time. Mama just left you for a while" sobs Nimas's mother." I'm sorry it was Mama's fault for trying to kill you." Mother Nimas' cries were breaking even more considering her biggest mistake.

Drabia took off her embrace from Mother Nimas, then wiped away the middle-aged woman's tears with her hands.

"Mama must have bet my life gave birth to me at that time. It must have been very painful" said Drabia to review his smile."Happy Mother Ma's day" he said with glassy eyes.

"Grank you dear" replied Mother Nimas sobbing crying.

"It has been, today is Salwa's happy day. She will cry because she sees you crying. Now let's celebrate his birthday with his sister." April approaches Nimas' mother and pulls the woman's body back up.

Nimas' mother wiped away her tears, put her feet toward the table that had been covered with food on it. There are tarts, rice overlaps, and various other kinds of cakes.

Ansel pushed Drabia towards the table full of food. The event began with a prayer dedicated to Salwa. Finished praying with children from the orphanage, they also serve children from the orphanage to enjoy the dish, accompanied by a song salawat from some children of the orphanage.

Although the show was simple, but it managed to make little Salwa excited because she saw many of her older brothers in the room. As if he understood, it was his happy day.

After the event, now comes the time for Ansel to give gifts to his two beloved women.

Not money or stuff, what else is a vacation ticket. Except for a priceless special gift.

"Let's open your eyes dear" asked Ansel, who from earlier told Drabia to close her eyes. Drabia instantly fell silent and frowned in confusion, seeing a baby boy in Ansel's arms.

"I-I-that's whose kid?" nervous Drabia. Seeing the baby boy was similar to Ansel.

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