Degrees of My House

CHAPTER 114

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My son is growing up now. Inner Ibra rubbed gently on Kina's hair.

Ibra moved her face to kiss Kina's entire face. Luck came back to him. Kina was not at all bothered by what Ibra was doing. The boy seemed to be at home with the world of his dreams.

Ibra looked at every corner of Kina's room. Many photos of Kina together with Al and Dee. Ibra's gaze came to a halt when her eyes accidentally saw a small frame located on the nightstand next to the bed. Inside the frame is a photo of the USG results. Ibra believes this was the result of USG Kina while still in the womb.

So many precious moments I have passed. I beg God, no matter how great my sin, please forgive me. Ibra's mind cried while gently rubbing the photo.

Ibra crouched down again and looked at Kina's peaceful face in her sleep. This kid is like a living doll. It's like his wife.

Ibra climbed into Kina's bed slowly. He tightly hugged Kina's sleeping body. Ibra did not close her eyes. Because he was afraid he would fall asleep. Ibra gently rubbed Kina's hair so that her little girl could sleep well.

Kina turned around in her sleep and hugged Ibra tightly like a bolster. The boy was not at all disturbed. His sleep seemed to be even more sound. Ibra who felt the warm embrace of her little girl smiled happily.

Half an hour Ibra accompanied Kina to sleep, now Ibra slowly and gently released Kina's embrace from her body. After that took the bolster to replace him.

Ibra looked back at Kina's face. "For now it's the same roll first, yeah, kid. After Abi's efforts were successful, Kina was able to hug Abi as much as she could," Ibra muttered softly.

After looking at Kina's face and kissing her, Ibra stood up and walked towards the door. He walked out of Kina's room and stepped into the door of the room next to Kina's room. Ibra was sure it was her son's room. Because at the door there is a wooden hanger that says 'Prince'. Without a second thought, Ibra opened the door to Al's room slowly.

The first thing Ibra saw was her son who slept tightly hugging his bolster. Ibra walked up to the bed. Just as he did to Kina, Ibra crouched down in front of Al.

"Your face is very similar to Abi, son. Very handsome," murmured Ibra very quietly with confidence.

When cool to look at Al's face, Ibra again remembered with all the words of Al when at the race place. Ibra's tears came out on their own without her being able to prevent it.

Abi's mistake was so great that you got a deep disappointment from Abi. Abi please forgive Abi. Let Abi fight for our happiness again. Abi promised, no matter how difficult the road Abi has to go, Abi will continue to strive for our family to be reunited, son. Let Abi pay for all the injuries Abi has created. Let Abi replace those tears of pain with tears of happiness, son. Allow Abi. Inner Ibra was crying.

Ibra wiped her tears violently. After that Ibra leaned her body to be able to kiss the entire face of Al. Ibra last dyed Al's forehead very long.

Abi loved Abi's children. Batin Ibra. After that Ibra stood up and stepped her feet out of Al's room.

After leaving his son's room, Ibra stepped down the stairs. Because Ibra only saw two rooms on the second floor. That means Dee's room is on the first floor. And sure enough, Ibra saw a room next to the living room. What Ibra believes is Dee's room. Ibra slowly walked towards the door.

Ibra's hand that had been stretched out to open the door handle stopped when she heard the sound of crying and sobbing from inside Dee's room. Ibra was sure, it was the cry of her beloved woman.

Ibra's heart ached, anxiety filled her heart. Carefully, Ibra used her hairpin to open the door to Dee's room. She's afraid of women for nothing.

Slowly, Ibra opened the door. The first thing his sense of sight caught was Dee crying and sobbing in his prayer with her back to the door. The silent and dark room accompanied Dee in her nightly prostration.

Ibra's tears fell down her cheeks. There were only sobs and sobs in his woman's prayer. There were no words thrown from Dee's mouth. But the crying seemed to represent all his feelings.

Oh my God, my heart aches seeing this. Whatever my lady's prayer, please grant her all the words that may be spoken in her heart. Inner Ibra.

While Dee is currently very solemn in his prayer. Her tears broke in her every prayer.

O Allah. Why does the feeling of love still exist. This longing grows with time, O God. Please, wherever he is, bring happiness to him and his new family. Tell him that me and my kids are fine here. Forgive my heart that still expects him to come back and fight for my love, O God. Thank you God for giving me two angels in my life. Thank you for sending my children as my spirit, O God.

O God, if my mouth is no longer able to say a prayer to you, please just listen to my heart, O God. Dee prayed in his heart.

Unbeknownst to Dee, Ibra cried at Dee's prayer.

Thats enough. Ibra is no longer able to. Ibra immediately closed Dee's room door and locked her back. Ibra's body slumped behind Dee's bedroom door.

Ibra bent her knees and drowned her head. His chest tightened, sick to see his woman. Ibra was disappointed in herself. Ibra was angry at her already stupid, and careless self. Ibra cusses himself who does not have honesty and trust in his own household. Ibra hated everything that was on her.

In silence, Ibra shed all her tears. The two creatures of God who still love each other weep shedding longing. Dee with her prayers and prayers, while Ibra with all her regrets.

Hiks, help me fight them back, O God. Help me and my blessing every step of the way. Hiks, forgive my stupidity, honey. Ii'm Sorry. Ibra cried in silence.

While in the room, Dee still felt at home sitting on his alphabet solemnly. He felt very comfortable and relieved to convey all his complaints to the Creator.

The silent night bears witness to how Ibra himself witnessed the consequences of all his folly. Her children who grew up without her affection, as well as the woman she loved had to bone down to get up for their children.

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