Your Betrayal I Reply With My Joy
The painful truth

After the departure of Syakira, the man opened the contents in the map given by his ex-wife. He was very surprised after seeing and only found out if Syakira was pregnant with her child.

"Damn it, Syakira why didn't you tell me?" questions in his mind

"Why are you?" ask the wife who notices her husband who looks very upset and angry. She took the paper in the hand of her husband's hand which is now worn because it is held very tightly.

"He.." his words were cut off.

"She is pregnant with my son Maya." answered her husband a little regret in his heart.

"Are you sure it's your son?" ask the woman beside him

"You see, even he has prepared our DNA test and the result is that the boy is my flesh and blood" he replied

"I have to go after Syakira now before it gets further" he said he wanted to leave, but was first held by Maya

"Wait For Me.."

"Why?" answerable

"Look at Mas, we're here for you and you're going after Syakira and her future unborn child!" as Maya puts her husband in lema, she looks back and sees the sweet smile of her little daughter.

"I beg you, don't go. Let her live with her child, now you have me and Risa." continued Maya reassured her husband. For a moment the man thought about what his wife said, then he decided not to pursue Syakira and her future baby.

As it turns out, Syakira has not gone far she is still waiting for her ex-husband in front of the fence but is a bit far away but she can still see and listen to what the two of them are talking about. Honestly, she still hopes that if her ex-husband finds out she is pregnant, then he will pursue her and apologize for his treatment all along, but unfortunately again it is just empty hope because now his ex has really fallen in the arms of another woman who has now replaced her position as the rightful wife.

"Hah, stupid you Syakira still expects a man like Mas Regar. I should have run away from earlier." lirihnya then drove his car quickly to the airport.

"Goodbye Jakarta, the city where the wounds have been scratched in this heart" he looked up at the sky

"I hope that when I return, this wound will be completely healed and I hope that I will never see it again." he continued to look back for a moment before he finally got into the plane that was about to take off.

Several years passed, the joy and sorrow he had gone through while in the new city. He started his life from scratch with his son and new friends.

In a restaurant, a beautiful woman in all-enclosed clothes was busy cooking orders in the kitchen, painstakingly and lovingly.

"Sir, 3 more." said one of the waiters smiling warmly at the woman called Sya while giving the order paper.

Right, he is Syakira. Now his life is full of happiness in simplicity. He is currently visiting his restaurant, and took the time to go directly to cook orders of his loyal customers during this time. Although not every day he came because he also took care of his boutique which is a little distance from where the restaurant is currently located. That's why every time he comes, Syakira will cook orders from her customers.

"Huhh, the tiredness of Maa Syaa Allah.." shirih Syakira but can still be heard by his employees.

"Capek is it?" tany his employees while thrusting mineral water on Syakira.

"Sumayanlah." he answered smilingly receiving mineral water from the hands of his employees.

"I'm amazed to the same Ma'am, even though it has been successful but mbk is not at all ashamed or prestige so to cook in the kitchen, say this restaurant mbak and already have a chef" said the employee proudly

"You can just Marni" she replied with a warm smile.

"Udah time. Mbak go first yes, nitip Restaurant first today because Hana today did not enter." said Syakira while cleaning her stuff.

"Every mbk." replied his employee named Marni

Syakira passed from her restaurant and headed somewhere.

"Bundaaaaa.." call a child from behind Syakira who is chatting with other mothers. Hearing his name on the call, he immediately turned his head and smiled warmly welcoming the child who called him just now by stretching out his hands while crouching.

"Ahhh, unfortunately Mother is getting heavier!" syakira said after the little boy was already in his trunk.

"Yes dong Bunda, Arka is already big" he replied smilingly showing a row of neat and clean teeth.

"Hahaha, yes Arka is already big" said Syakira along with smiling as well as with other mothers.

"Mother, Arka wants ice cream!" pinta Arka spoiled

"No way, right, yesterday." replied Syakira turned towards her son for a moment.

"Ah Mother.." said Arka who has now folded her hands in front of her chest and waving her lips make Syakira become unbearable and finally agreed to the request of the Son on one condition.

"Well, but Arka has to promise tomorrow you can't eat ice cream?" said Syakira who was immediately nodding his head by Arka quickly.

"Horeee, eat ice cream." she cried cheerfully, Syakira just smiled at the increasingly adorable behavior of her son.

When they arrived at the supermarket near the house, Syakira went down first and then she opened the door for Arka who immediately ran towards the supermarket.

"Arka slowly, son, do not run." said Syakira followed her son who was waiting at the door.

"Let's Mother." said Arka pulled her mother's hand towards the ice cream.

"This one?" tanya Syakira pointed to the child's favorite chocolate flavor escrim. Arka just nodded to receive the ice cream from Mother with a happy heart, she even directly ate it voraciously.

"How many Mothers?" syakira asked after being in front of the cashier.

"So 150 rbu mbak." Syakira immediately took the money in her bag and gave it to the cashier then came out. Why it is expensive, it is because before Syakira also took some snacks for him and Arka.

When at home.....

"Mother!" call Arka walking towards Syakira who is sitting in the living room while watching tv. Syakira turned towards the voice that called out to her.

"Why son?" Syakira asked, after seeing her son's sad gaze.

"Mother, doesn't Arka have a father?" arka's question made Syakira full, sick but not bleeding. Honestly he was very confused to answer what to his son who was very small, he thought what might Arka would be to understand with what he would say later.

"Tumben Nanyain Arka Dad Nak?" Syakira did not immediately answer his son's question, but he asked back to wonder why suddenly his son asked about the father who had never touched.

"Tomorrow there is an event at Arka's school, but Arka must take Father and Mother Arka." Syakira only listened to what her son said

"Bundaa.." call Arka again, she looked at her Mother with teary eyes as if asking for an explanation to challenge her father.

"What, Arka has a father?" again his son's question made Syakira not feel broken, his heart was very sick when he heard his son's words. He didn't expect that Arka would ask about her father so soon. Syakira tried to stay strong and did not cry in front of her child, she smiled warmly and then kissed her child's face until the owner felt amused.

"Ahhh, Mommy gelii.." said Arka trying to stay away from sng Mommy who just kept kissing her. Looking at his son's laughter, it was as if the tightness in his chest was slightly reduced. Syakira smiled again he looked at his son and gave a question to Arka who was immediately answered with great enthusiasm.

"Want to know who Arka's father is?" ask Syakira

"Hmmm." answered Arka

"Wait here first!" syakira orders while lowering Arka from her lap. She immediately stood up and went into her room to take some photos that she accidentally brought from the house of her ex-husband who was none other than the father of her son. Arka hny noticed the Mother without bnyak asking.

"Here's my boy!" syakira said showing a photo sheet that she put on the table on Arka.

"This is Father Arka Nak." replied Syakira pointing to the picture of a handsome man who was holding a beautiful woman in front of him who was none other than himself.

"The Father of the Arka Bunda?" tanya Arka took a photo on the table and watched it closely. A smile appeared on the little boy's cheeks.

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