The One More Chance
The Chance

Ar.ZG

Ar is just a bridge

The one who gives way is Mother

the chance

That has been given to you

It's still a mystery

He still loves you

But not the main reason

He pityes you

Nor is it the main reason

If he's vengeful?

Mother is not that kind of person

Try to use sincerity

Find out what is the reason

I can't help you

Love and pity

It can't be

break down walls

the Mother woke up

Many times he read the messages Regan sent the other day. Gelisa, worried and scared she felt from that day on.

He looked at Zahra who slept beside him with Abra's arm, Zahra's body tightly wrapped, kissing Zahra's head repeatedly. He loves this woman, he loves her, he will accept if Zahra will take revenge on him, as long as this woman stays by his side.

Zahra's body moved closer and returned Abra's embrace, making Abra smile knots in his forehead for a long time.

"Good morning Ara" whispered Abra.

Zahra raised her head to look at Abra."Morning Dad" he replied in shame and buried his head in Abra's chest again

Abra smiled broadly, stroking Zahra's hair. "Tumben's asleep again?."

"Capek, wake up now."

Abra stretched out their arms but Zahra lowered her head and made Abra laugh.

"You're like a madman" Zahra grumbled.

Abra finally laughed loudly, hugged Zahra again and stroked her hair dearly. "We don't have to go out of the room."

"Not that either"

"Why?"

Zahra's body is getting tearing up. "Gea must be nyariin, you must go to the office."

"Gea must have understood that her father still wanted to be alone with his Mother, because Ar and As had been bullies and menopolu."

Zahra laughed while hitting Abra's back slowly. "You are" Zahra took off her arms about to shift but Abra pulled her back, hugging Zahra even twisting her legs. "Ih .. You also have to go to the office."

"No, the husband and wife must understand us too." Abra closed his eyes again, while there was a chance why he had to waste it. "Again tonight there's my friend's company's birthday party, because you're so soybean must bed rest."

"You think I'm seriously ill?" zahra Protest.

"Sutt.. sleeping, outside is also raining, good for sleeping hug you gini."

Zahra smiled and slowly disappeared. He secretly sighed, returned Abra's embrace and closed his eyes.

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Regan notices Aslan playing on the basketball court with Alaric and someone she knows as Alaric's best friend, bodyguard and assistant.

Seeing Regan who was still sitting outside the field made Aslan dribble the ball he was holding and then remove it on Alaric before he ran a small approach to Regan.

Regan's hand quickly threw Aslan's drink bottle at her.

"Don't play?" asked Aslan sitting next to Regan while drinking some water.

Regan's head shook.

"Why?, Mommy didn't call?" guess Aslan glanced at Regan's hand that had been holding hp since. "Telfon aja, there is still eight o'clock Mother can not sleep."

Regan fondled her before she finally searched for the name of Mother in her phone contact and mendiel her number.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mother..."

"Wa'alaikumsalam, VC alone mama out of the room first."

Regan's call was switched off and seconds later Zahra returned a video call.

"Hi dear" looks Zahra's big smile.

"Hi Mommy."

"Hi Beb's"

Aslan instantly got a plot from Zahra making her giggle.

"Why Mother is not a nelfon, adek kangen Bun."

"As!" hiss Regan.

"Now Saturday Bun...."

Aslan was still talking to Zahra, while Regan instead focused on someone who had just exited the building right behind Mother.

She was a little girl lifting up her skirt dress and sitting cross-legged on the grass. Regan smiled to see it, the little girl kicked and punched the air until her dress was getting up and making Regan close her eyes.

"Hp's mother arahin misdirected" said Regan away her phone.

"Why?" ask Zahra across the street.

"Why you?" aslan asked looking at Regan strangely.

"behind Mommy there is a small child shuffling her skirt up."

Across Indonesia, Zahra looked back left and right looking for the little boy Regan meant.

Surely not far from him the little boy sat on the grass with a dress that was rolled up on the thigh, fortunately he was wearing a daleman made Zahra step quickly to him.

"Ayn, right, yeah?" sapah Zahra's.

It turned out that the little boy was the son of a friend that Abra had introduced him to.

Ayn nodded "hi aunty Zahra" her polite broom still sitting on the grass.

Zahra glanced at Ayn's dress, making Ayn wake up quickly and tidying up her dress.

"Children sit up gracefully, ashamed to be seen by people. Good thing you saw a auntie from afar."

Ayn's head immediately went wild looking for the child that Zahra meant.

Zahra stroked Ayn's head and directed her phone screen revealing Regan's cold-looking face.

Ayn's cheeks instantly met red. "Hi brother" spanya lirih manahan shy. "Ayn in again, auntie's chest."

Ayn ran over her shoes and Zahra laughed at her.

"He's funny" Zahra said in her laugh.

"He's who's Bun?" ask Regan.

"Your father's friend's son, he's polite and beautiful."

"Where's the cop?"

"Sopan loh ka..."

"Over" Abra suddenly came hugging Zahra from behind, his head leaning against Zahra's right shoulder. "Hi Boy" he said with a triumphant smile.

Aslan who knows the smells of quarrels chose to return to play fengan Alaric.

"Where are you?" ask Regan with full eyes.

"Dihotel hotel enjoys life without distractions" Abra raises her eyebrows.

Regan's gaze instantly turned sharp. "Our mother is already a big loh Bun" Regan said full of warning.

Zahra's cheeks met with embarrassment, making Abra growl and kissing Zahra's cheeks.

"Udah late boy, we've got a pregnancy program" Abra starts pumping Regan.

Zahra hit Abra's hand and glared at him sharply.

"We aspire to have five children, now only three dear, less two more." Abra persuades Zahra to take a glance at Regan, who looks coldly at them, "as you say, The Chance" Abra smiles meaningfully. "I will use it as best I can" hugged Zahra tightly.

Slowly what Abra meant, Regan began to understand, on this occasion Abra planned to bind her mother by having another child. Making Regan sigh, the reason is that he is fifteen years old and their ages will be very far apart later.

"As far as assalamu'alaikum" Regan decides their call.

Zahra jerked Abra's hand, turned around and looked at Abra fiercely. Joking Abra this time is really too late.

"What?" ask Abra.

As if not feeling guilty instead stepped closer to touch Zahra's cheek to make Zahra pull him over.

"Why did you say that to Ar?" zahra protests are fierce.

"What's wrong?, we've discussed this first."

"But the situation is now and then different Dad."

Abra put both of her hands in her pocket and looked at Zahra inside. "Then?, do you mind having another child with me?. I also want to watch my son grow up in your own life. I wasn't even there by your side when Ar sanyang."

"You knew it when Gea was a little girl..."

"Lain Ara" cut Abra in a soft voice staring at Zahra.

Zahra breathed a sigh of resignation. "ok" he finally relented "just two" he continued.

Abra smiled hugging Zahra tightly. "Then we're on our honeymoon now" Abra broke up unilaterally.

"Hey" Zahra wanted to protest and take off her embrace but Abra hugged her even more tightly.

"This opportunity cannot be wasted by Ara."

Abra plied Zahra's forehead with a kiss. Zahra was moved to hit her back.

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