When My Wife Is No Longer Spoiled
Q2: Where's Dad, Mommy?

A beautiful woman sits pensively alone in her room. She stared straight out the window, recalling the times where she was happy with her ex-husband.

Once they lived happily with simplicity, Laila became a cheerful and kind wife. However, the problem came when her husband became a manager at a technology company in Jakarta.

The husband is often angry, even cheating on Laila's back. The woman tries to stay faithful and maintain their marriage, but everything breaks down when the husband plays hands, Laila is beaten when she calls her husband's mistress cheesy.

In the end, Laila gave up. She filed for divorce from her husband in a religious court. They got divorced in a three-year marriage.

Having no children, Laila easily forgets her husband. Then, he met the King, his own disciple's guardian.

"If I hadn't met you, Mom. Surely I will not be tempted to damage other people's households" murmured Laila softly.

The woman lived with regret. If only he did not have twins, maybe now Laila has returned to Rahmatullah.

"Mother, Adek is hungry." The voice of the little boy sounded pitiful. Making Laila immediately wipe away her tears, then turn her head towards the door.

Seen his five-year-old daughter, staring at him with innocent eyes without sin. Laila's heart trembled every time she saw him, because Riska's daughter's face, was very similar to that irresponsible man.

Laila smiled gently. He also approached his little daughter. He carried the child casually.

"Uluh reed .. the daughter of the mother just woke up hungry. How's sleep? Himm-nonsense?"

Laila kissing the cheek of her daughter's bully makes Riska laugh amusedly. He tried to live his neck from the mother, but could not.

"Ha ha .. Mother, ticklish! Ha ha .. geez, Mother," said the little boy in between his laughter.

Laila had just stopped her action, she felt very happy, hugging and kissing her children made the sadness that was in Laila's heart evaporate not left.

"Sit here first, yeah! Mother fried chicken first," tell Laila softly.

Not long after, Riska's twin brother came. The boy rubbed his eyes, they had just woken up to take a nap.

After playing, they both took a shower and went to sleep.

"Mother," Risky's whining made Laila smile sweetly. He hugged his son and kissed the little boy on the cheek.

"Why hemm? Bite the mosquito again?" laila asked softly, while cleaning the stain in her son's eyes without any disgust.

Risky shook his eyes. He looked at the mother.

"So Daddy's dream came home!" risky answered innocently making Laila's heart like a sharp piercing.

The woman was feeling very sad, she had taken care of her daughter and wished they had not asked about the father or forgotten the irresponsible man. But still can't.

Riska and Risky still need a father figure. Often they ask where the father is, but Laila replies that their father is dead.

However, children keep asking the same questions, until they understand what it means to die or to be left out.

"Mother, can you go home? Isn't dad dead? Mpok Jamila said, The dead can't go home anymore?" ask Riska plain.

Indeed, in comparison to Risky, Riska is faster to respond. That little girl is smarter than Risky. He is also more courageous.

Laila smiled wryly. I don't know how many lies he told his sons. In order to satisfy his children's questions, he still couldn't.

Moreover, Risky who incidentally likes to ask questions, because his curiosity towards everything is greater than Riska.

"What Mpok Jamila said, right. Dad is dead, and the dead can't go home anymore!" laila's lie added to the pain in her heart.

It is possible that if the King would admit they were his children, Laila would not lie. He will gladly tell the figure of the King, even though they have separated.

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"Don't expect me to be the father of your bastard son!" the King shouted that made Laila destroyed.

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Back to Laila and the kids. Risky who misses the figure of the father is not satisfied with the answer given by the King.

"But, Bun."

"Who wants fried chicken thighs?" laila asked in a happy tone to make Riska and Risky smile with excitement. They forgot the talk about dad just because of the fried chicken.

"Dragon!"

"Grandfather!"

Riska and Risky exclaimed happily. They raised their hands making Laila laugh. That's what Laila did, in order to escape the curiosity of her twins.

"OK then. Brother and Adek sit down first! Mommy will fry Adek's favorite chicken thighs and Brother!" tell Laila with a sweet smile on her face.

They also smile brightly. Gladly waiting for their mother's fried chicken.

Five years ago, Laila received some money from Siska. He used the money to go to the village and open an online shop. He ordered various products that are needed by residents around him, then sold at affordable prices.

His efforts seem more monotonous. Not rich and not lost. He refuses to open a business in the city, because Laila feels she is no longer fit to live in the city.

He missed the village atmosphere. Moreover, the cost of living in the city is very expensive, not to mention the cost of school for his daughter when he grows up.

Until now Laila very rarely communicate with Siska and Haikal. He really wanted to get out of his past. Don't want to trouble people anymore.

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And elsewhere. A 39-year-old man got out of his car. He saw the countryside was very pampering his eyes. Making the man's heart cool, many citizens stared at him with admiration. Understandably the people of the village very rarely meet with city people whose appearance is very neat and fresh like his.

"It looks like I'm going to feel comfortable living here, Bram," he told the assistant.

The little smiling king enjoyed the gentle breeze pounding on his skin.

Bugh.

A ball hit the man's foot. Make him look down and see the figure of a little boy is taking the ball.

"Sorry, Uncle. I did not accidentally," said the little boy looking up at the King.

Deggs.

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