Young Miss's Substitute Husband
The Part 32

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"I believe you," XyRa assured Axel with her decision, the discussion continued when the man immediately took XyRa away from Maya's presence.

Axel hit the steering wheel of his car, though, because he is afraid that what has been decided by the woman will have a bad impact on their marriage relationship that has just been in the happy stage and has accepted each other with all forms of memories in the story of the past.

"Can you not think badly of the future? I don't want to be smart if, Mom, whether it's good or bad."

"I'm not wondering, what's wrong if I fear and anticipate what might happen?" axel asked in an annoyed tone and this was the first time he had done so.

"Mak Maya is like this because of me, Mas. Do you understand no? I just want to make sure he's okay, maybe with Sean his recovery will be much faster. That's all I thought, didn't you ever feel like you were me? where's that guilt always haunting, haem?" tears fell on XyRa's smooth cheeks, even though she was already as strong as she held it.

Axel immediately grabbed XyRa's body and the woman's cry instantly broke in the same second.

"I'm scared, Mom. I'm afraid Sean hates me for hurting his mother, no matter how much they part in the boy there's still Maya's blood, I can't turn a blind eye to it. God still pityes me by just making him unable to walk in just a few months, what if Maya died?" said XyRa while sobbing sadly and it made Axel tighten his embrace so that the wife was much calmer.

"Don't, honey, I don't want that to happen to you, it's just me, not you!" Axel who remembers the past events was not separated from the guilt until now, even though there is wisdom and a very beautiful rainbow afterwards.

"I'm gonna be the worst man because I made Sean the door boy, Mas."

"You're the best, we're going through this together yeah, I'm gonna make sure everything's going to work out and keep reminding me to keep my eyes on it, okay, honey," axel's message, which he thinks is very heavy, but not living his name if there is no test.

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Those who are already at home will start talking heart to heart along with Sean, the decision remains on bringing Maya into their home on the grounds that the woman's recovery is quickly recovered because it can be together with Sang made during the healing period, think of it as a way that is a spark of enthusiasm for Maya because if it heals faster, of course, more calm also noticed XyRa.

"Same as Papih want bobo with Sean?" asked the handsome boy when he was in the middle of his parents.

"Yes, Mamih fairy talein both the same Papih, can you?"

"Whatever, Sean wants a story?" timpal Axel stared at his wife.

He does not want anything, this is how it actually makes him very happy but God actually has another will by bringing the destiny of the past into their marriage.

"Mamih has a question, Sean answered yes, son," he said that his eyes had not been glassy.

"What do you want to ask? tomorrow is school holiday so do not ask what you want to make provisions," ledek the child who immediately makes both parents laugh.

So busy taking care of Sean, sometimes XyRa forgets the little things including the red date, he is always enthusiastic about making various kinds of snacks that will be brought by the child he continued to school.

"No, Honey. Mamih and Papih will take Sean somewhere," XyRa explained while removing the clear liquid at the end of her eyes.

He thought, the reality of losing Dave is the hardest thing, it turns out to be honest with Sean about the presence of Maya much more to make his chest tight.

"Where are we going? a walk?" sean asked, as he remembered there were no plans before because they rarely had a sudden vacation because of Axel's busyness.

"We're going to the hospital, pick up Mamihmu-,"

"Darling, you-" cut off Axel who was never ready but was also cut off with a pleading gaze from XyRa.

"Mamihku are? this Mamih exists? or is Mamih going to the hospital?" sean asked confused, since there was XyRa he certainly did not remember the figure of the mother he always asked.

"No, honey, Mamih Sean's in the hospital, we'll pick him up tomorrow and bring him back here, won't we?"

Sean immediately turned to his silent papih of a thousand languages, he was confused to prepare an answer to the question that his son would be flying now.

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Sean's only one, isn't he?