Daddy's! My Mom's Not Your Choice?

Three Twins

Month by month passed.

Roze POVs

After finishing my education in Amrik a few months ago, I made the big decision to no longer return to my country of birth, South Korea. Yes, I decided to start a new life in Indonesia, the birthplace of my biological mother.

I promise I will never see them again, those who have abandoned me, forsaken me, hurt me so badly.

Today I woke up when the time was still showing at 02:00 in the morning. I felt great mules on my big belly. What's the matter? Though I've chosen another ten-day date for the Caesarean section.

Convinced that my children would be born, I grabbed my phone to contact someone. She is a middle-aged woman I have hired to take care of me for the past 2 months.  Yes, I'm pregnant with twins. Not just two, but three. After realizing the evil thoughts of taking the life of my baby, I was so grateful and cried when the results of the USG stated that I was pregnant with twins. I am looking forward to meeting and looking forward to the birth of my three children.

The aunt's room next to mine didn't take long for her to get to my room.

"It looks like I'm going to Bi's birth," my ringist endured this sudden pain.

"we're going to the hospital right away." The aunt has been quick to help me.

My aunt and I arrived at the hospital and the medical team went straight to help me with my delivery.

In the room I was sweating cold sweat. A lot of things I thought about. What if this operation fails, what about my children?

Why did my mother leave me that easy when the pain of childbirth felt so scary like this? Why did he waste his struggle giving birth to me?

About a few hours later, my baby was born.

Sreeet. The door of the room where I was was wide open. A baby box was pushed towards me by my aunt and a nurse.

Three little babies are now in front of me. Two of them were seen moving actively. Unlike my baby who is in the middle of his two brothers. He just remained silent without expression.

I took it and hugged it. My tears were dripping as I felt her breath that felt very slow.

I held my breath that felt tight. I stared at this baby with my unstoppable sadness.

"Darling, forgive mom."

The thing I regret is my own stupidity. Because in the womb, one of my twins had an abnormality in his heart. It was purely my fault as the woman who conceived it.

When the man left, I was very angry. I swallowed a lot of drugs intending to abort my womb. That's what caused one of my twins to experience this.

At that time all I thought about was not wanting him to be born without a clear status. I don't want him to live a miserable life like me. The miserable life caused by his own parents.

Good fella? A lover? It's very hard to get those two things. When I find out who my mother is, my friends will stay away. What wrong? What dark world would my mother pass on to me that would make me look disgusting?

I've pinned too high a wish on Jevander Park, because I think she's more sincere than anyone. I firmly believed that he was someone who would love me to the end, unlike my parents who would leave me.

But it turns out …

I forgot one thing. He is still a child to both parents. Men who come from happy and harmonious families. Seen both in the family environment and in business relations.  Compared to the upside with me who never feel what is the affection of both parents. Just imagine that I have no right.

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The law of the harvest still applies. What I have sown, I take it now. My son, he will endure suffering and I must witness it and endure it alone.

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6 Years later.

"Mother, Mother ..."

"Yes, honey?"

"Bun, is Ezra beautiful like Mother?"

Ezra, Roze's little daughter, was twirling her body in front of her. The boy was already in full uniform preparing to leave school on his first day entering elementary school with his handsome twin brother named Daniel Moza.

Yes ... The twins are 6 years old now.

Roze made it through the slump after the harsh reality that befell him because he had to accept the fact that one of his twin sons was lying in a patient bed more than 6 years ago.

Roze now works at one of Jakarta's top hospitals as a pediatrician.

His three children, Ezra, Daniel and Darriel, have very different tendencies and characters.

Ezralia Moza, the boy grows up to be a sensitive, brave, grumpy little girl and can't be joked around.

Daniello Moza, the boy tends to be quiet and does not care about affairs that are not important to him.

"Bye, baby! Learn really, yeah,"

The two boys got out of the car after they had slapped his mother's hand. Unfortunately, Darriel could not enjoy formal schooling like her two older brothers. He only facilitated informal school with only occasional meetings considering his health does not support normal activities like other people.

Quite independent, on the first day of entering Elementary School the twins do not need help mother to deliver to class. Especially Ezra, the brave little girl already knew how to feel ashamed if she looked spoiled.

Though born only seconds earlier than Daniel, Ezra feels he is truly a brother to his twin brother. Ezra often told Daniel to do whatever he wanted. But as always Daniel is not this kind of easy-to-ask kid and that's a whim.

"Niel, before you get your mother back, we'll find yuk's father,"

"I don't need a father. Just find it yourself."

"Aren't you curious? Look at! All the friends were taken by their mother's father. I just want to know what it's like to have a father."

"I said I didn't need a dad. You just look for it yourself. I better learn to be smart."

"Ah, Niel suck. Okay, brother will find out for himself where Dad is."

Dad dad dad keep. Her name is you don't know what else. Daniel shook his head as he laughed at his twin brother inwardly.

The first day, as always, all children will introduce themselves. What is the name of the father, mother or even sister they have.

Ezra was the first child. With enthusiasm he showed his fingers showing off his brave attitude.

"Hello, guys! My name is Ezralia Moza. My mother's name is Roze Moza. My brother's names are Daniel and Darriel Moza. Thank you!"

"Hi Ezraa! Didn't you miss something?"

"Yes, you haven't mentioned your father's name yet!"

“Oh, dad?” Ezra. This was the first time anyone dared to bring that up in front of him.

It is certain that the soul of Ezra immediately sticking up when mentioned about the father. The girl scratched her head like she was losing her courage. For the first time he regretted his attitude.

YEVAN

As a good sister, perhaps, help came from her twin sister who wrote the name 'JEVAN' with large letters on a white paper that she raised above her head to be read by Ezra.

"My father's name is Jevan." replied Ezra in half a voice. Just this time the girl said something with a sense of insecurity. But he doesn't care whose name it is. Most importantly, he was helped from this unpleasant situation.

After all the students have introduced themselves, the lesson begins. All the children were enthusiastic and fully concentrated, including Daniel.

It is different with Ezra. His head was filled with the name of the father he mentioned earlier. The curious soul of the little girl was dominating.

The break time has arrived. Ezra quickly stepped closer to Daniel, pulling the twin to a quiet spot.

"Eh, Niel! Who is jevan? Our dad? You know dad's name but you never told me?"

Danie replied with a shudder.

"You don't know? Then where did you get that name?"

"That's not important, brother. What matters is that we have a father's name."

"What's? So we were lying to everyone?"

"Once upon a time lying is okay." Noah Daniel.

"I can't believe it. You must know who Jevan is." Ezra continues to sue.

"OK, listen! .. Mother once mentioned that name. Clear?"

"What's? When's? Are you sure?”

“aku sure. But not necessarily that name is our father. We were very small then.” Answer Danniel.

“O M G, Niel-Niel! So we just lied? Never mind, it doesn't matter anymore. Let's go to the cafeteria."

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