Degrees of My House

CHAPTER 119

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Dee just shut up. Ibra who saw Dee silently stood up and crouched down in front of Dee. The shock immediately made Dee shocked. Ibra clasped Dee's hand tightly. Ibra knew this was wrong, but she had to do it. The stronger Dee let go, the tighter Ibra clasped his hand.

"What are you doing?" ask Dee.

Ibra looked in Dee's teary eyes. "Let me fight to bring you back, baby," Ibra said.

Dee shook her head to answer Ibra's words.

"Sofia and I have nothing to do. Sofia is married to the man God chose for her. Enough is enough to torture the heart, dear. Let me fight to fix everything. Giving medicine for the wounds I have created. I beg you," said Ibra lirih. The man's eyes had already turned red withstanding his sadness.

Dee's tears flowed hearing Ibra's words. There is a pleasure in his heart, but there is also a disappointment that is very deep so that the wounds he gets are very difficult to heal. Even to dry it feels reluctant.

"I forgive you, but not for coming back" Dee said.

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Ibra's heart was racing. His body felt not energized to hear Dee's words.

"Is there really no chance for us to be together, honey?" ask Ibra. Her tears were already flowing down her cheeks.

Dee was silent with tears on her cheeks.

"Is it so hard to treat that wound, Dee? Is my mistake too big to forgive? I beg for the sake of our children" said Ibra pleading with Dee.

"My injuries are deep. Drying takes a very long time. Let alone heal, maybe when my life ends this wound will only heal," Dee said with a cry.

She really felt traumatized to get back into the household. The pain, mistrust, and lack of honesty made him reluctant to get into a relationship. It feels better than having to live alone but being tormented.

Ibra can no longer. He held tightly to Dee's legs and kissed the robe-covered knee. Her heart ached hearing every word that came out of Dee's mouth.

"Give me a chance, honey. Our family is waiting for you and the children. They love you guys so much. Don't torment me so much with this regret, dear," said Ibra, grippingly as she clasped Dee's feet.

"Wake up! Don't humble yourself like this" Dee said, trying to remove Ibra's hand from her leg.

"Even prostrating in front of you I will do for an apology, dear," replied Ibra.

"Please stand up" Dee said once more.

But Ibra remained silent. She kept hugging Dee's leg.

"Self Ibra!" dee said firmly.

Ibra jerks. No more soft words came out of the mouth of the woman he loved. He misses Dee's spoiled, sweet tone of speech. But Ibra realized, all this happened because of her. So, he's the one who has to give it all back.

Ibra stood up from her squat and wiped away her tears.

"Sit down!" titah Dee's.

Ibra obediently sat back in her chair.

Ibra shook her head with her own eyes. His eyes looked at every inch of Dee's face.

"You know Ibra, many better men and more things than you have come to me, but I refused because I just wanted to be happy with my son without any love for other men. My love is only for my son" Dee said.

"Should I die first and then the opportunity was there for me, dear?" tanya Ibra.

Dee immediately turned his head when he heard Ibra's words. There was dislike for the words Ibra had spoken to him.

"Your life is too precious if it is sacrificed only for me and my children. Don't forget there are other children who need your affection" Dee said.

"Little bit, give me some room back in your heart, honey. The rest let me do my job to enlarge that space" Ibra said. Her little heart tells her that she can convince Dee to come back to her.

Dee shook her head to answer Ibra's words.

"So hard on your heart, honey?" ibra seseku said.

"You caused me this way. Maybe God still wants me to be happy with only my children" Dee replied.

"Then what about me? I deserve to give happiness to my children too" Ibra said.

Dee just shut up. He recalled the words of Al who wanted them back together. His heart and mind were very different for now. But Al's hopes are very important to him.

Oh my God, what should I do? Help me, O God. Bismillah, I hope what I did didn't hurt anyone. Inner Dee is raging.

Dee rubbed her tears rough. Trying to calm himself.

Ibra took something out of her pants pocket and gave it to Dee.

Dee who saw Ibra's attitude frowned in wonder.

"Take my life with that knife if it pays for every wound you get because of my selfishness, dear" Ibra told Dee.

Dee's tears are back. Should the defense collapse so easily like this. Dee threw the knife away violently. "Your stupidity will only add to my son's wounds" Dee said.

"Well, now what is your goal?" continued Dee.

"Married you back," Ibra replied definitely. The word that Ibra had been holding back finally came out as well.

Dee turned her head to Ibra. "If so, give me the dowry of the work with sweat, not from the signature behind the table."

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