Pursuing the Duplicate Love of My Wife
4. Can't get away

"New mommy?!" Syifa looks confused. "What do you mean, Rob? How do you suddenly say that?"

Clearly he asked in such a way. Because he and Robert only know today, besides that it is strange to hear his request.

"Because Mom's face is similar to Mommy Robert's. So I want to, yes, marry Daddy Robert .. He's handsome and cool, Mom." Robert removed the strap to the right of his backpack, then reached in there to pick up a handheld phone with the brand iPh*ne, wanting to show a photo of Joe.

"How come you've got a hape, Rob? Can't!" Syifa took the phone out of Robert's hands. When he was in class, he told me what the rules were in school. One of them is prohibited to carry a mobile phone. I don't know whatever the reason is.

"Sorry, Mom. Robert does not know, because Robert used to like to bring the phone still TK," said Robert with fear. Syifa's voice also sounded a bit loud earlier, so she was afraid that she would be angry with him, and would not be offered to be the new Mommy.

"Yes, today I'm sorry. But tomorrow-tomorrow you don't bring a hape, yeah!" tegur Syifa's. Although he always taught in soft language, but every student who made a mistake surely he will be firm. "Mom doesn't like kids that are hard to say." Then, hand the phone back in his hand to Robert's. While the boy himself gives again, because he has not shown a photo of Joe.

"I promise, ma'am, I won't bring you a phone. And here's my Daddy's picture. How, ma'am ... handsome, right?" ask Robert with a smile.

Syifa looked at a photo of a narrow-eyed man. His face looked so familiar, like he had met.

Stay quiet for a while while remembering. And a few minutes later she said, "Mom seemed to have met your Daddy this morning, Rob."

That's right, this morning the man Joe saved was Syifa.

"Masa? So you know my Daddy?" Robert's face was radiant.

"Know not, just meet. It just so happens that your Daddy helped Mom."

"Why is your mother? How do you ask for help?"

"My Daddy is a good guy, Mom, he's not arrogant and certainly handsome, either" said Robert, then he gave advice. "Mending Mom just broke up Mom's boyfriend, keep getting married to my Daddy."

Seeing Robert's white Chinese face, plus his eyes were slightly narrow, as well as Joe who did have a little resemblance, Syifa was sure if they were non-Muslims.

It was impossible for her to marry a man of different faiths, let alone a widower. In addition, it is also impossible that he suddenly obeyed Robert's request that he clearly did not know his Daddy.

"Sorry, Rob. Mother can't. Now let's just go home together, yuk, I'll take you guys." Syifa waved her hand at the angkot car that had just passed by, then pulled Robert's arm and invited him inside.

"How come, ma'am?" robert asked when the public transport had already managed to drive away.

"Mom doesn't know your Daddy, but I don't like it either. And vice versa," explained Syifa gently, then embracing her shoulders and rubbing the top of her hair.

"Get me first, ma'am. Where's Mom's phone, let's keep Daddy's number," he asked a little pushy. His phone came back he gave it.

"Sorry, Rob, I can't. You're looking for another girl, who's gonna be your new Mommy, huh?" Syifa pushed the phone slowly, then smiled sweetly.

"Robert doesn't want to. I want it to be just like Mom." Robert shook his head, then touched Syifa's hand tightly.

"Robert's a good boy. The good boy should not force it if the person does not want to. No, yeah!" his words again sounded soft. Because now seen Robert's eyeballs look teary.

'Go home I have to tell Daddy. Anyway Ms. Syifa can not get away, let alone marry someone else. Kan nyari someone similar to Mommy is difficult, ' inner Robert determined. He put his phone back in his bag, then took a picture of Sonya in his pocket.

...No need to rush, Rob, later Bu Syifanya do not feel at home 😆...