Tarnished Before Accident
Chapter 79. The Tears of My Son

The anxiety is so high. I just realized that from the beginning someone was following me. Oh, naw. Not-don't the man in the hat who has been across the chair while on the train.

I want to shed a cry. How'this?

Without caring for the officer, I waltzed away. Yelling at Althaf and Aylin's names is like a doormat. Everyone looks at me weird, but I don't care. Tears soaked my cheeks. Althaf and Aylin were not found. Until I almost headed to the security post and wanted to sue the child play zone guard.

However, the sound of shouting undoes my intention to do so.

"Mama, Mama!" I turned my head, my two children running with a big laugh towards me.

I hugged my body, hugged them. Kuciumi that happy looking face. This body was still trembling, but a sense of relief had already flooded my heart. I wiped the tears violently, not wanting to be seen whiny by them.

"Where are you from, honey?" I loosened my arms, looking at those who were carrying something.

"Papa, buy a toy." They smiled cheerfully, showing the expensive looking toy.

Again, someone bribed my sons with expensive toys. "Al, Ay, Mama told you! Don't go with strangers. Do not accept the gifts of strangers. What if they're bad." I saw poloz-looking eyeballs from both. Their smiling faces were suddenly grim. I was actually powerless to scold, but their habit of always calling unknown men Papa was troubling me.

"Sorry, Ma. But Papa ...."

"There's no Papa." I snapped, taking over the neatly wrapped and large toys from their tiny hands. "Where is the man. Go, return!"

Both shakes. Their faces were bent inward.

"Althaf, Aylin, Mama ask you? Where's the guy you call Papa?"

They remained silent and would not answer. I'm upset. Why don't they be honest with me? I'm afraid that because these gifts make them fall asleep. And ended up leaving with a man who might have been malicious with my two little boys.

"Mama will throw away this toy if you won't answer."

They stay quiet. I'm upset. Immediately I got up from my position, stepped into the trash, and threw away the toy.

They cry, and then scream at me. "Bad mom!" His feet were upset. "Al had wanted the toy for a long time, but Mama threw it away. Al hates Mama!"

Really, just this time they said I was evil. It hurts. Really sick. However, I do not want Aylin and Althaf to be lulled by the seduction of a man who calls himself "Papa".

The supposed joyous journey became full of wounds. Al and Ay became quiet. Not a single smile appeared on their lips. I could only sigh deeply to add to the stock of patience.

We arrived at the house at eight. The habit of washing feet and hands before going to bed has been applied by both my children. After changing into pajamas, they slept in separate beds.

Cursed the door of the room, and at that very moment their tiny faces immediately closed their eyes. I smile. Al and Ay are still sulking. The eyes that closed were tight and it looked funny.

They pretended to be asleep.

I take a step closer, walking towards Althaf. My handsome son was also in the same position, sleeping pretend. I lay on my side there, stroking my eldest son's head. Then, I put a warm kiss on the forehead and both cheeks.

"I'm sorry Mama, honey. Mama had no intention of getting angry. I'm just afraid of losing you both. I'm afraid someone else is keeping you away from me. You are Mama's most precious treasure."

Slowly, the tiny eyelids blinked. Then, open up to look at me.

"Mama cry?" Althaf's voice cooled my heart. I shook my head, rubbing his head gently.

"No. I just don't think I can be a good mom to you. Mama is the worst mom in the world."

"Who said that. Mom is the best mom. Al dear Mama. Mama can't say that. Al won't leave Mama."

The little arm hugged me. I smiled happily. Seeing the cheerful face of my son has made the pain in my heart disappear.

"Mama, Ay wants to be hugged too." My little girl whined, staring enviously at her brother.

"Here, we sleep three."

Aylin nodded quickly, turum lying on his stomach until his feet were on the floor. Then, his small steps slightly ran towards Althaf's bed.

Now, the two of them slept while hugging me on the right and left sides. I rubbed their heads together and occasionally kissed them on the forehead. My smile can't hold. It feels so .. peaceful.

***

Since morning I've been busy decorating cakes.

Orders must be delivered at ten p.m. Seeing the location, I decided to decorate on the spot. Fear if there is damage during delivery.

A car that used to receive cake delivery has arrived. I hired her to go to Kak Rey's wedding location.

I sighed deeply, trying to ease the turmoil of feeling in the chest. We hadn't seen each other for five years, and now I have to see her marry another woman. I don't know who that woman is. I can't even read his name. I invited Mama to help me write the name of the bride later.

The atmosphere of the multi-purpose building is quite crowded. They were busy decorating the room. I was the same, had to be ready with the ingredients I brought so that the cake order did not disappoint.

I've designed it on a paper, describing how the cake will look. Immediately I apply butter cream with a knife, do a circular motion until the smooth shape I get.

Light blue and dark blue mixed into beautiful gradations. I started at the bottom, then applied at the top. A spray of food coloring ink with a golden pattern adds to the elegant impression. Not to forget also the action figures Shizuka and Nobita who were wearing a suit and wedding dress I put on the top.

The concept of this cake is to look to the future. A couple of brides were looking at a beautiful evening stargazing pampering the eyes. Done it.

The wedding cake is ready, just write the name of the bride.

I let out a deep breath as I picked up an invitation card I had never opened. I haven't had a chance to peek at the contents, a voice called out to me.

"Alea!"

That sound. Yes, that voice is familiar to my ears. I actually refuse to look. However, there was no way I would allow myself to remain in this kind of position. Until I had to strengthen my body, I turned around right then and there.

And there ...with my own eyes, I saw Kak Rena holding a daughter the age of Aylin, my little daughter.