Died Ahead of Marriage

66. Papa and Mama Anan

Silvi felt indignant about the boy who was considered disrespectful to him. He pulled the back collar of Anan's uniform from behind.

"Say, who are you really?!" silvi asked half angrily at Anan.

"Deliver!" Anan pulled the hand that had been holding his body to crackle. Hand padded with that thick flesh, bitten with its venom.

"Ohahhgt!" Silvi thrashed away. "You! Bad boy!

Anna hugged Anan back. "Your business with me! You don't mix him with the problems between us!"

Silvi pulled Anna's hand back. Anan's face was watched carefully. He quickly picked up Zico who had been away, brought closer to the boy.

"Why does this kid's face look like yours, Mom?" silvi asked with a suspicious tone.

"Who? He's similar to whoever it was that was that created him" Zico said. However, Anan's gaze, made his heart pound.

For a moment, he glanced at Anna who seemed to be hiding something big. The curiosity that had been buried, now came back. Because, it was before knowing the status of Anna who was just an adopted child. They routinely go through hot nights together with love.

Shortly after, Zico asked Silvi seriously. "What makes you think she looks like me?"

Suddenly, the glass door of the salon was opened by someone from the outside. "Excuse me ...."

The newly-appeared person was unaware of Anna's presence, as he was only looking from behind.

"Papa?" cheer Anan looked towards the person who opened the door of the salon. Anan breaks away from Anna's arms.

"So, got you missed!" The person called Papa by Anan, handed over the picture book belonging to Anan who was left behind while showing off the results of his picture to Amar on top of his car earlier.

"Thank Pa. Oh yeah, Pa. Mama, I'm home, the guy." Anan pointed towards the woman who was not glancing towards the man who was at the door at all.

This makes Anna reflexively turn her face to glance at someone called by Anan as Papa. The man who rubbed Anan's head incessantly stared at the woman who was the boy who had just become his son. Amar.

Finally, the two pairs of neutrals met each other. "Anna?" ask Amar not to believe who he saw. The man he had been looking for, was now right in front of him.

Amar glanced at this boy he was rubbing. "So, is your mama really that Anna?"

Anan nodded. "Why know my mother?"

Without answering Anan's question, Amar moved quickly and half-run towards Anna. Amar simply embraced the body, the woman he longed for. The woman he was looking for but never found.

"Finally ... I finally found you too." whispered Amar clutching Anna's body completely.

Anna was unmoved. He did not expect, the person who was always called by Papa was Amar, a man who every day incised wounds on him. People who are always avoided until they choose to stay away forever.

"Mr, finally ... I found it." Amar held Anna closer. "From today, Grandma can be calm in nature" he whispered again.

Anna pushed the burly body that just kept pinning herself down. "Detach, Bang? Why are you like this? We are no longer a—"

Amar covered Anna's mouth with his hand. "To this day, you are still my wife!"

Anna stared at Anan long. "No way! I have given power to Grandma, to replace me for our divorce."

Amar clenched Anna's body, embracing her tightly. All tastes are now mixed. "elena ... I will never divorce you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry that I have been jah4t to you."

[The author is writing this. Sorry yes, if the tone is confusing ]