Died Ahead of Marriage

94. Show Him You Love Him

Amar noticed this change in his wife. He codes for Anan to chase after his mother who has walked a long way from the school area to the salon that is not far from there. Anan hesitantly follows Amar's orders.

Seeing Anan's reaction to chase after his mother, handed over to Darma his vehicle. "Please take this car to my wife's place. I'll walk with them." After Darma nodded his head, Amar walked up to Anan. Then, he patted Anan's ass so that he moved to accelerate the pace of chasing his mother.

With a confused face, Anan follows Amar's orders. He half ran after Anna and just hugged her mother. Anna, who had been flooded with tears, was stunned when she realized that her son had been holding her from behind.

"Why didn't Mama take us home? Is Mama angry with Anan?" her son's sulk was behind Anna.

The fingers on Anna's two hands trembled as there was a stir of curiosity to pull the boy into her arms immediately. However, his body was still stiff to show it all.

"Hug! Hugged him! Show her that you love her so much!"

The voice made Anna reflexively look back. He immediately wiped away the tears that had wiped away the makeup on his face leaving a slightly faded mascara stain.

"Come, what are you waiting for? Aren't you afraid of losing her?" Amar was standing not far behind them. It provides reinforcement with a nod of the head.

Anna pulled Anan's hand which was hugging her waist. "Come here, hug Mama."

Anan quickly also entered embracing the neck of Anna who was sitting crouching. "Anan promised, Anan wouldn't be naughty. Sorry Anan ya Ma. Mama don't be angry with Anan? Anan likes it when Mama's not far from Anan."

Anna unceasingly shed her tears without a sound. "You're not wrong, honey. Mama is wrong. From the beginning it was all Mama's fault. Anan is a good boy." Anna rubbed Anan's head with all her heart.

Anan smiled at Anna. "Ma, Anan loves Mama. But can't you, Anan against Mama?"

Anna pushed both of Anan's shoulders off her arms. "So, you really want to go to that game?"

Anan nodded steadily. "But Mama don't cry when Anan beats."

Anna got up and rubbed Anan's head. "alright. But, if instead alias you lose, you have to wait patiently wait for twelve years old huh? If you're old enough, Mama will no longer forbid you from taking part in any of those matches." Anna hugged Anan and kissed his son.

After that, Amar approached and hugged the two of them. "Come, let's go home first. After that, Mama will go to the Wushu sanggar, where Anan trains.

Anna and Anan this time compact using white cionsang with belt tied in different colors. Anna, a former national athlete, wears a black belt. Equivalent of a master teacher for a wushu athlete. In fact, coach Anan also bowed his respect to him.

"Why did you never tell me that your mother was that legendary athlete?" whispered Coach Lee.

"So of course, Mama says I tell anyone."

"Just deserve your ability to exceed your peers. Apparently, the fruit did not fall far from the tree." Coach Lee gave a thumbs up to Anan.

"Are you ready to fight your black mother? Your belt's still red?"

"Of course, whatever the result, Anan has to try first, right?"

Then, both mother and son stood in the middle of the spacious room at the wushu Anan training center. This time, they agreed to use a stick.

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Three years later, Anna is holding a beautiful little girl. Meanwhile, in front of him a handsome teenager was walking embraced by a grown man, who was none other than Amar.

"Thank you, Ma, Pa ... It has taken me all the way to this country to accompany me to compete." The boy who was once small, now had a body that was quite tall almost parallel to Anna with his age of twelve.

Anna rubbed Anan's head. "This is what Mama promised, will fully support you to fight wherever you are when your age is enough."

Anna realized this change in her son. "Are you tall?"

Anan only let out a grin and turned to look at his beautiful little sister. He crouched until his position became equally high. "Sir, pray for Brother to win representing our country in this tournament? If Brother wins, his master will love you," said Anan mengcoel cheeks Amira, his sister.

The boy nodded and hugged Anan. "Ati-ati atatak. Tatak won yaaaa," he said on a still slurred tongue.

Anan kissed his sister's round cheeks with anxiety. Then waved following Coach who had trained him for a long time. Amar immediately held their two-year-old little daughter.

"Honey, how long are we going to keep all this a secret from Anan?" ask Anna who is starting to worry about Anan's true status.

"Still like before, we'll keep everything a secret until the end. Let Anan know that I'm his father."

Anna leaned back on Amar, and nodded her head. "Thank you for loving my son like Amira, like your own son."

"Our son ...." Amar rectified Anna's remarks, embracing his wife sitting on the spectator bench at the international tournament stadium this time. They were in the land of sakura, accompanying Anan to win the title of world level winner.

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