Arabella Secret's

Apologies

Ara lowered her car to enjoy the air of the city of Tyumen which is very much missed, in this city many stored memories that will never be forgotten. Sadness gathered in his heart as he walked down the road to his home, terrified of his mother's sense of not being able to accept his presence again. Guilt had lied to his mother who kept on overshadowing his thoughts, and if his mistake was indeed inexcusable indeed made a sense of tightness in his chest.

Neal clasped his wife's hand and stroked her gently to see her as she made no sound, though

Ara did not say it but she knew that her wife was worried about her mother, whether her mother could forgive the mistakes she had made and accept her presence as before.

“I'm afraid if everything can go back to how it was.” Ara said without turning her gaze.

“We will both strive for it dear, do not be too thought of, no matter how angry a person

the mother in his heart will always have love for his children,” persuaded Neal to try to strengthen the heart of his wife.

Ara turned her face to her husband and leaned her head against his shoulder,” I hope, then,

I can only hope now.”

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The car stopped in front of Ara's house, Neal got out of the car first and held out her hand

helping his wife down, he saw his wife's nervous face, he tightened his grip on her hand as if to channel strength to his wife,” believe all will be well, let's meet your mother, let's go,” said Neal smiling gently staring fixed bead of his wife. Ara nodded trying to smile even though her heart was shrouded in overwhelming anxiety.

His heart pounded even more as he stared at his house, he continued to pray in his heart as he continued to step

into his mother's house. His brown beads watched the surroundings, nothing changed all the while he left. The house looks lonely as if there is no life there. Ara further strengthened her hand in the grasp of her husband, the worst shadow

overshadowing his memory made him more and more anxious, Neal could feel the anxiety that was whacking his wife's mind.

“Be calm, all will be well,” Neal said as he gently rubbed his wife's arm trying

calmed him.

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Neal knocked on the door of the house that looked dull due to the paint that began to fade, Ara who stood beside her waited anxiously, anxiously, he grabbed his wife's shoulder and rubbed it gently, looking at her, giving a tranquil smile to his wife, whose finger-tying reduced his anxiety.

Clamps…

As the door leaf opened and a half-baby woman stood by the door staring at who was visiting her, Corry could not hide her surprise as she stared at who was knocking on her door,  both of them silently pecked at his position without releasing eye contact between them.

“Mother...” Ara called her mother with a trembling voice and lips, she wanted to hug the fragile body she so longed for but the fear and anxiety made her afraid to do so and held herself back.

Cory stared at the princess he loved so much that even more than himself, he did not flinch from her place due to his shock, he blinked his eyes hoping this was not a dream when he opened his eyes again he still saw his daughter's beautiful face was already wet with tears.

“Mother..pardon Ara.” Those were the only words that could slide from his lips, he extended his hand

trying to touch age-eaten wrinkled fingers. Cory did not dodge when Ara's cold fingers touched her hands and made her feel so much that she turned her gaze away. The gaze came to a halt as it stared at his daughter's stomach which looked bloated.

“Good morning mother, sorry for our sudden arrival without giving word.” Neal had been silent at last to break the silence between them. Cory also moved his gaze on

the man standing beside Ara, a face she could not possibly forget even if they had only met twice.

When he saw Neal's face it reminded him of the wounds inflicted by his daughter in his heart, a sense of disappointment in him who could not take care of his daughter so well that he was willing to sell himself for his own recovery, he closed his eyes and the clear circle fell down without being able to

prevented.

“You are tired of my daughter Sir and now want to return it to me.”ucap Corry stared fixedly at Neal's face. Cory's words left Neal and Ara shocked.

“Mother, i...”.Neal squeezed his wife's shoulder gently so that the woman turned to look at him, Neal shook his head asking his wife not to continue his words, he coded his wife so that she would

explaining to her mother Ara, Ara nodded her head understanding her husband's intentions.

“Mother, I previously apologized for not giving my mother permission to marry Ara, this

it wasn't easy at first for both of us, and I'll tell her everything to mom why we had to hide all this from you.”

Neal looked at his wife for a moment and took a deep breath and told Cory everything about the beginning of why he was forced to marry Ara and the agreement made by his mother. Cory rewinded his body staring at Ara and Neal alternately making the two frown in surprise at Cory's face.

“Your betrothed has a face similar to Arabella,” asked and was replied by a nod by Neal.

“No, I'm fine,” replied Cory tried to stroke her trying to think positive maybe there is someone who happens to have a face similar to Ara.

Neal goes back to the story that had stopped, not one hidden by Neal because he did not want Cory to doubt Ara again. Cory just paused to listen to every sentence spoken by Neal, the tears came down more and more how heavy the burden carried by Ara alone, and all

the accusation he threw was making a pulse of pain in his chest. Cory stared at Ara's sad face which was also filled with tears.

Slowly he brought his two hands closer to cupping his daughter's cheeks, sobs that he had been detained earlier

finally broke,” forgive dear mother, do I still deserve to be called a mother,” isak Cory stared at that light brown manic that was already filled with tears.

Ara shook her head while touching her mother's hand,” no, wrong Ara shouldn't have lied to her, but Ara didn't know how to go anymore, at that time there was only one choice because Ara could not afford to lose her mother, let that little sacrifice not be meaningful with all the affection she had for her

devote to Ara.”

Cory clutched his daughter's fragile body into his wound he felt half of his life coming back,

Ara returned the hug while closing her eyes, a hug she hadn't felt for long and how long she missed herself with her mother's warm embrace. Long the two hugged each other to release the long-suffered longing, Neal just kept quiet while glaring a happy smile at the scene in front of him. “And now you are pregnant dear,” Tanya Cory while releasing her opener, Her hand

moving touching Ara's stomach which looks bulged behind the dress she wears.

“Iya mother, she is only three months old, but the doctor said I was pregnant with twins why she was a little bigger,“ explained Ara smiling happily while rubbing her stomach gently.

Degs…

Cory's heart was beating twice as fast as Ara's, the change in her mother's face again brought Ara's attention.

“Mother why, what mother hurts.” Ara said as she touched her mother's face, she was worried that her mother's illness was coming back.

“No dear, mom is fine. Let's go in,” invites Cory to pull his daughter's hand, he also invites Neal to come inside.

Ara breathed a sigh of relief as she stepped inside the house, the burden she carried as if she was released

making her pretty face incessantly painted a happy smile. Ara asked her husband to sit on the sofa in the living room.

“Please wait a minute Neal, Ara. I'll make you a drink.”

"No mom. I just sit down let Ara make it,”ucap Ara while holding her mother's hand and telling her to sit on the sofa. “ but unfortunately you are pregnant, you can't be tired, you can't be tired,” said Cory gently rubbed Ara's stomach so as to make her chuckle.

“Mother, Ara only makes you drink, where you might be tired, yes dear,” said Ara while glancing at her husband. Neal smiled at his wife. Ara went to the kitchen, leaving Neal and Corry.

“Thank you for taking good care of your daughter. Forgive me for not listening to Ara's explanation at the time,” said Cory sadly staring at Ara who was heating water on the stove.

“Ara was so worried, she was so afraid that she would not accept her presence again, thank you mom for forgiving Ara.”

“Whatever great a mother's anger at her child is, her affection is far greater than that anger. It is also not entirely the fault of the mother if Ara gets a more decent life, the mother always feels guilty to him can not give all that, from small he always lives hard.”

Tears rolled back in Cory's face imagining Ara's life far from decent, although she and her husband always worked hard for the happiness of Ara but her husband who worked as a low-paying employee they received could only cover the cost of living month to month and that too they had to

scrimping.

“Even he could not continue his school to college and was forced to work to help the family economy especially since his father died, the pension we received was very small.”

Neal touches Cory's wrinkled hands in the twilight age, she is also saddened to hear Cory's story about his wife's life journey, mother's”, and his, I'm sure Ara never regretted any of that because she looked so happy with you. I promise I will always make Ara happy, give her what she has never achieved and wanted.”

“Thank you, Son. I always pray that good times are always with you.” Cory said while

wiping his tears looking at Ara who was walking towards him he did not want Ara to see him grieving.

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