Sharing Love: The Forbidden Desire of My Husband
I Don't Want a New Mom!

...The destruction of a mother is when she sees her child crying out for the figure of her first love. ...

...~Almeera Azzelia Shanum...

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Time keeps rolling so fast. Almeera who had just changed into her clothes was wearing her negligee. Surprised by the sound of knocking on the door accompanied by a loud cry typical of his daughter. 

Spontaneous it made Almeera immediately open the door of the room. There, more precisely in front of the door of the room he saw his daughter crying in the arms of the nanny. Almeera spontaneously grabbed Bia into her carrying and stroked her back. 

"Why is it, Ma'am?" ask Almeera directly.

"Sorry, Mom. Non Bia from earlier looking for her Papa continues," said Bia's caregiver who looks exhausted. 

Almeera. Again, this fact must be heard again. The closeness of Bia and Bara is indeed very intertwined. Until sometimes make it weak if there is in this position. 

Almeera should have taken Bia's heart more. So that the boy is not too close to Bara. But it's all too late. It means nothing more to be regretted by him. 

Does she have to give understanding to her daughter tonight? Saying that he can't be with his dad anymore?

If he said that, would Almeera be unselfish. Again the reality about Bia always makes her a weak woman. 

"Bak just rest. Let Bia sleep with me tonight." 

After saying that, Almeera immediately brought her son's body in. He carried Bia slowly towards his bed. No more crying from her lips. Only a sound was heard occasionally. 

"Where is it, Ma?" bia asked after her body landed perfectly on the bed. 

Almeera followed her son lying down. He tilted his body and looked at his daughter's face fixedly. 

How can I say that to, Bia. I'm sure he must have been disappointed with this decision Almeera murmured inwardly. 

"Mama," call Bia when you don't get an answer.

"Yes, honey."

"Where is it, Ma?" Almeera spontaneously let out a tired sigh.

He stroked Bia's head affectionately and tried to pull both corners of her lips up to form a smile. 

"Father of work, son." 

"Work?" repeat Bia with a frown. "It's night, Mama. Where do people work?" 

Almeera closed her eyes. He realized that his daughter was a critical child. Bia will keep asking anything until she gets a logical answer. 

If it's like this, Almeera has to do what. He said honestly to his daughter that his father was at his second wife's house. Or her father was with the woman who became her second mother. 

Almeera could only sigh heavily. He tried to smile and nod his head. 

"The work is very much, dear. So maybe Papa will be overtime" Almeera explained. 

"What a job, isn't it, Ma?" 

"Yes, Honey. Why can't Bia believe it?" almeera asked in a calm voice.

Honestly, if you have faced this daughter. Almeera is always weak. I think he wants to cry at the moment. His two children were the strength that Almeera had. If they are sad, their hearts will be broken.

"School buddy Bia told me about her Papa, Ma," the boy paused for a moment. 

"She said her dad used to come home late. Sometimes, too, not coming home at all" he continued with his eyes staring up as if the boy was trying to remember. "For a month his father's behavior continued, Ma. Until one day, she said, her dad brought her a new mom." 

Almeera's heart melos. Even the body was suddenly tense unable to move. To swallow his saliva alone, Almeera felt troubled. He felt the air here run out and made him breathless.

Almeera could not believe that Bia had thought that way. Even the story of his friend's papa is almost the same as his own papa. The difference is, at this time Bia does not know if her father is married again. 

"I don't want to, Ma. Bia does not want to have a new Mama," cried Bia hysterically.

"Ustt. Not gonna, sweetheart. Papa only has one Mama" Almeera said 

She shed tears as she looked at her daughter who repeatedly said she did not want to have a new mother. Even Almeera tried to hug Bia tightly so that the child was a little calmer.

"What a job, isn't it, Ma? Really, right?" bia asked with a cry that began to subside.

Almeera nodded her head heavily. He let go of his embrace and cupped his two daughter's faces wet with tears. 

"Papa only belongs to Bia, Mama, and Abang. That's all, son. That's all," Almeera said with a heart of denial.

Look, Mas! Your son is already suspicious of you, Almeera said in her heart.

"Already well. I can't think of a macem anymore. It's night, now we better go to sleep," Meera gently asked.

Bia nodded her head in accordance. "Random fairy tale book for me, Ma."

"Sure, Honey." 

Almeera got off the bed for a moment. He picked up Bia's fairy tale book in his room and took her to bed. 

Before that, she grabbed the blanket first and covered her body and Bia's body. Comfortably, the little boy hugged his mother's body and attached his body as if he did not want to be far from the figure of Almeera.

For a moment, Almeera forgot Bara's whereabouts. She doesn't care when her husband doesn't remember coming home tonight. Though it should be, this time is allotment time with Almeera.

He started reading fairy tales. His eyes while stealing glances towards his son who heard his story. Until some time finally the eyes that were initially awake began to shut. Bia's breath was regular and indicated that the daughter of Almeera and Bara was asleep. 

Meera could finally breathe a sigh of relief. He put the book on the nightstand, then confirmed his daughter's blanket. His hand stretched out, removing the remaining tears on Bia's cheek and then ending an old kiss on her forehead.

Forgive Mama, Son. I'm sorry Mama lied.  Mama has not been able to be honest with Bia for fear that you are disappointed and hate Papa, Almeera said in her heart. 

Although the household that Almeera is living is on the tip of the horn. Even though the house has been visited by a third person. Almeera was still feeling grateful. He was grateful for the grace of God for the presence of Bia and Abraham beside him.

The two children are innocent. Even Almeera thought, maybe God gave him two children to accompany him if he really parted with Bara. 

The presence of the two really made Almeera's life happy. Even more colorful even though his love has been extinguished. His love has been shattered and destroyed by his own best friend. 

Almeera slowly got off the bed. He went to the bathroom to get some water. For some reason his heart now needs calmness, and that calmness can only be sought when he prays.

Almeera is a man who is obedient in carrying out his duties. He was never late despite the state of his household like this. According to him, no matter how big the problem is, God is the most comfortable last way home.

After spilling all the anxiety that binds his heart. Almeera immediately walked towards the room door. He locked the door from the inside, so that Bara could not go inside.

Nah! Almeera does not want to lose again from the charm of Bara. He did not want to fall and experience deep disappointment.

"If he wants to grow crops, sono to a young wife. Don't look for me just to throw away that seed of yours" his grunts with frowning lips.

~Connected

Bagoss Maam Meera! Good Job's. Tell it suitable to plant a packet of soap Mas Bara, huuu.

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