The Charm of the Second Wife Being Filled
47. Emotion

At about five in the afternoon, Dilara came out of the twins' room after a long period of calm. He then rushed into his room and directly entered the bathroom.

Yes, his eyes were already too puffy after crying. Today too many tears are shed so that Dilara's body feels weak to lose energy.

Upon arrival in the bathroom, Dilara undressed and quickly turned on the shower. Droplets upon drops of water began to fall soaked his body that it felt so fragile. It was very desirable that he screamed as loud as possible so that the contents in his head back plong for a moment.

After cleansing herself and feeling her body refreshed, Dilara came out and found Dafa who was sitting on the edge of the bed. Dilara deliberately ignored him and walked towards the closet.

As she was picking up the clothes she wanted to wear, Dilara's hair suddenly stood up as Dafa's hands coiled tightly around her stomach and moved slightly upwards.

Dilara blinked and inhaled as much air and then swiftly removed the Dafa hand from his body. He went back to the bathroom after picking up his clothes without saying a word.

"Geez, baby, why is it like this?" complaining Dafa was scrambling his hair in frustration, he really did not expect the matter to widen and drag on like this. He could not be silenced like an enemy by his own wife.

Not long after, Dilara came out with a body wrapped in clothes. Without tidying her hair, she just left the room, she had no concern for Dafa who was still staring at her softly.

"Well..." Dafa looked annoyed and punched the air to vent his anger. Stupidly he had already made Dilara suddenly turn cold like a ten-door refrigerator, the cold was completely piercing to the bone.

Unable to accept Dilara's heart-wrenching reaction, Dafa quickly caught up with him outside. It just so happened that Dilara was in the kitchen preparing dinner.

"No cooking!" sergeant Dafa, then grasped Dilara's hand and pulled her into the room. Dilara just kept quiet and just followed like a doll that had no feelings.

Arriving at the room, Dafa slammed the door and locked it quickly. Dilara himself was silent without expression.

Even when Dafa pulled her into the bed, she remained silent like a lifeless statue.

"Plaque..."

"Plaque..."

Dafa smacked his own face using Dilara's hands, again Dilara was silent with a blank look.

"Dear enough, please don't torture me like this!" lirih Dafa with teary eyes. He had completely lost his mind seeing Dilara who did not respond to him at all.

"Dila, look at Mas!" Dafa cupped his hands on Dilara's cheeks. Although their gazes met, Dilara remained silent without saying anything.

"Sorry, my dear. Last time Mas was completely unintentional, Mas was shocked and accidentally hit your hand. Please don't leave it like this!" Dafa was silent for a moment while stroking Dilara's cheek gently.

"You can be angry, you can curse Mas, you can also hit Mas, but please speak!" urge Dafa to stick his forehead on Dilara's forehead. "Speak baby, don't let go!" dafa shed tears. She couldn't help but cry seeing Dilara like that.

"Hm... I've talked, now let me go!" said Dilara making a sound. Dafa hugged him tightly after hearing his wife's hoarse voice.

"I'm sorry!" pinta Dafa tightened his embrace and kissed Dilara's shoulder gently.

"There's nothing to forgive, I'm the one who's wrong for disturbing your peace. Who me? I have no right to that. You are you and I am me, there is no us. Isn't that right?" lirih Dilara who also shed tears.

"That's it, there's no need to discuss such an unimportant matter! Now please let me go, I want to go to the kitchen to prepare dinner for my two daughters." said Dilara, she tried to push Dafa away from her.

"Dear, don't talk like that. They were also Mas's daughters," lapse Dafa with a dark look.

"Yes, they are indeed your daughters, but I am the one who conceived them with great difficulty, I gave birth to them and I also raised them in my own way. Where were you then? Have you ever thought about looking for me? No, at that time you were happy to welcome your first wife's pregnancy. Me and my two daughters are completely worthless in your eyes, even to this second I have no price in your eyes."

"What is really wrong with me? I'm just asking you nicely, I think a wife deserves to know if there's a problem her husband is facing. Why else would you hurt me? If this household torments your mind so much, why don't you just divorce me so you can be free out there?"

Finally Dilara's cry broke after saying all that. He held a sobbing sob that stifled his chest.

While Dafa who heard that suddenly fell silent and moved away from Dilara. He had not expected Dilara to mention everything so clearly. His body felt crumpled and shattered instantly.

If only she had known at that time that Dilara had not miscarried, she might have allowed Dilara to conceive, give birth and raise her two daughters alone. He was also human, he had a heart and a feeling, there was no way he would abandon his wife's child if he knew the truth.

"Yes, you're right. They're both your daughters, I don't deserve them. That's what you mean?" toilet Dafa with a sharp gaze like the eyes of an eagle, then left Dilara and slammed the door violently.

It is not said how disappointed Dafa was to hear Dilara's painful speech, as if only he was guilty alone.

With his clothes clinging to his body, Dafa boarded the car parked in the yard and left the contract. It would probably be best if the two of them did not need to meet for a while.

"I knew you were going to leave me, and I knew that you never loved me. You're here just for your daughter's sake, aren't there the slightest bit of feeling in your heart for me, are you?" squealing Dilara with body slumped on the floor. Her cries broke with the departure of Dafa that she herself did not know where. But that further reinforces Dilara's suspicion that Dafa already has other women out there.

"Now that I have lost, my love has lost again." sobbed Dilara with her legs bent, she roared while hugging her knees tightly.

"Mommy, Daddy," cheered Divana and Davina who had just finished bathing and were dressed neatly, both running around into her parents' second room.

Arriving at the doorway, the two boys suddenly fell silent where they were standing. The beads of eyes of the two glanced at each other in confusion, Dilara who was shocked immediately looked up and wiped her face violently.

"Mommy why?" the two boys looked at themselves, knowing that Dilara was grieving, let alone that there was no Dafa in the room.

Did both of his parents fight?

"Mommy.." the two approached Dilara and hugged her tightly. "Mommy don't be sad, we don't like to see Mommy like this" the boys added.

"No dear, Mommy isn't sad." Dilara's alibi, nor does she want her two daughters to go along in grief.

"Why is Mommy? Then where's Daddy? Did you two fight? Did Daddy leave us again?" cerca Divana stared at every corner of the room. Not finding Dafa, he believed that his parents were fighting.

Dilara himself just kept quiet without knowing what to answer. He also did not know whether Dafa had really left him or not. If so, what will Dilara do after this? He could only hold his heart so that his two daughters did not grieve.

"You guys don't think about it, Daddy has a little need so Daddy's gone. Daddy's definitely back, "that's all Dilara can say to answer her two daughters' questions.