The One More Chance
Virgins

Intentions want to get close and treat his longing for Zahra, but he eventually has to get stuck in a hotel away from this medium word because Regan closes the door right in front of his face.

"Before a while mangrib, not polite to meet especially men" recalled the words of Regan who drove him away earlier.

He still misses Aranya, misses Aranya so much. Had Abra been a selfish man, he would have embraced Zahra pouring all his yearning on her.

However, he knew his position, Zahra still had not forgiven him even though the incident had passed a dozen years, even without the woman realizing that she had punished Abra every day for the past dozen years.

During this time Abra was not able to set foot in the hospital until this moment, the shadow when Zahra caught him and the last day they met made it seem phobic with the hospital. His head hurts, his chest will be tight and by itself everything that happens at that time turns around in his mind.

For eight years he's been searching for Zahra nonstop, but the last few years the business rush has left him no time to meet his man. But every day there are always things that make him remember the woman.

Abra stops her car away from Zahra's house, after seeing Zahra and Regan walking side by side wearing a face. Regan's hands embrace Zahra's shoulders, occasionally stroking Zahra's head dearly. In the past, his habit was always like that when he was alone with Zahra. However, this time the position seemed to be replaced by Regan.

The house they entered was very simple and even looked old, with a courtyard that was not so spacious there were several tables surrounded by four chairs. Beside the house there was a shop that read Arzah's Bakery .

Abra got down from the car walking closer to Zahra's house and watched closely before finally deciding to enter the yard.

"Abang Arz's... Eat". Zahra's screams were heard coming out.

Abra decides to sit on the chair letting them have dinner first.

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Regan had only spoken to Zahra as necessary, not as usual. Zahra knew many questions were going through Regan's mind, but she could not yet tell the story of the past in a clear way.

Noticing Regan let out a sigh, drank the water Zahra had prepared and placed the dirty dishes in the kitchen.

Regan walked open the front door of the house staring at Abra who was fixated on seeing her. He saw Abra from his room earlier, about half an hour Abra sat quietly in front of his house.

Regan came back to her mother. "since she was there" said Regan Lirih pointed out of the house. "Arz won't ask you anything, but just solve whatever your problems are".

Looking very forced, Zahra's smile was engraved on her lips. "Arz wants to see Mother?, this also concerns Arz. Mommy can't tell Arz directly, so...".

Regan's hand that cut off Zahra's sentence, it wasn't easy to explain everything to her, Regan knew it.

Regan pulled Zahra's hand out to walk in the living room where Abra was sitting without any invitation, sitting in a chair not far from Abra.

"Why look at me like that?" tanya Abra felt uneasy with Regan's gaze that seemed cold to her.

"do you really not know how to meet ?" Sindri Regan's.

Abra's eyes glared "what do you mean?, instead of you not knowing how to greet guests?. Last afternoon just close the door, just saw me outside not welcome in".

"Because it is not good for people like Mommy to receive male guests" said Regan lightly throw his face.

"why?, my husband why...".

"Who said?" Cut Regan, with a challenging voice. "He's Mother's husband?" Regan asked without looking at Zahra.

"No".

Regan smiled sarcastically, when in fact she wanted to laugh at Zahra's reply and Abra's face flushed with it.

"Ara.." said Abra.

Zahra only glanced at him a glance of disinterest staring at Abra.

"then what are you here for?, if you just clarify your status, Mother does not recognize you as her husband, so you can go home".

"Ara" complained Abra did not accept Regan's words just now.

"if there are none....".

"HE'S WHO!" Abra yelled at Regan.

Zahra stood up against Abra's hand upset "don't point" she snapped unacceptable.

"it's our problem, he's just an outsider and a nuisance...".

"I'm not an outsider my Mother's child" Regan cut in a stern voice.

"the biological child!".

"the biological child from which he married me has not had any children".

"not yet, but I am indeed Mother's biological child".

Abra looked at Zahra who was only speechless watching their debate "Ara, is she really your real child?".

"Yes".

Although short but Zahra's answer managed to silence Abra. Abra's brain seemed to spin five times faster, occasionally he looked at Zahra and Regan alternately.

"Ara don't lie to me, you don't...".

"why are you so hard to accept reality?" regan's gaze grew colder than the first time.

Zahra clasped Regan's hand with both of her hands "she's my son, really my biological son, really my flesh and I gave birth to her".

"it doesn't make sense Ara" exclaimed Abra.

Zahra turned to look at Abra who was sitting not far from him, looking fixedly at Abra's face "he really is my son" he repeated firmly.

"do you need my birth certificate?".

Regan's words got a sharp glare from Abra "you better shut up".

"why should you be silent for the truth?".

Abra sighed. "ka. because this doesn't make sense..." Abra stuttered confused.

His chest was congested from thinking about everything conjectured in his brain. Even he was unable to stare back at Zahra even though his heart still missed that face.

"what doesn't make sense?".

This time Abra steeled her heart looking at Zahra before answering Regan's question. He still remembered very well, and truly remembered what had happened between them a few dozen years ago. So it is not possible that Zahra already has Regan's teenage son who has been sitting in the final class of High School.

His outstretched hand was about to touch Zahra but Regan pulled Zahra in her arms making Abra angry "Can't you not meddle in our problem?".

"can't".

"this is our problem".

"mom's problem is also my problem".

"you're nothing, you're just an obscure child".

Regan's hands clenched, Zahra stroked Regan's arms to calm down again "I'm Mother's biological child!" his hisses are full of emphasis.

"But when she married me she was still a virgin, so there was no way she had a child before!!!" Abra yelled out.

Zahra grew up hearing Abra's words.

"Yes, how could he claim to be your biological child, you were a virgin back then .he was already...".

"ABRA!" zahra said stopping Abra's next sentence.

"i remember Ara" Abra pointed to her temple "I remember that time you were a virgin...".

"YERRRAHAAA!!!".

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