I'm taking you off, Mas!

I Don't Want to Share

Bu Nuri looked flabbergasted at the luxury of Syafa's house. From the first entrance to the gate until the car they were driving arrived in front of the mansion.

Since marriage, Syafa and Afkar have lived separately from his father.

No different from Papa Rio's house. The house of Syafa is quite luxurious.

Guards opened the car doors for Syafa and Bu Nuri. Not to forget they helped Mr. Setyo to sit in a wheelchair.

"Sir, it turns out that our daughter-in-law this one is not an ordinary person. O Allah, Gusti, mother's prayer to kabul as well. Finally Afkar got the best mate" said Bu Nuri while looking around Syafa's house.

Mr. Setyo can't do anything. In his heart, he could only grieve seeing Bu Nuri's treatment of Yara. If only he could move or talk, Mr. Setyo would have reprimanded his wife who had acted arbitrarily to Yara.

Yara got out of the car along with Afkar. Dhiya immediately ran towards Yara when she saw the woman walking closer towards them. Yara immediately grabbed the curvaceous body of her daughter.

"Tone, tenapa delicately split the car cama Dhiya," asked Dhiya who immediately wrapped his hands around his neck.

"There's something you have to talk to your dad about together" Yara said.

"Ommongan big bang, Nda?" Dhiya asked innocently again.

Yara smiled warmly at her daughter then nodded her head slowly. While the roots walk up to Syafa and embrace the woman's body with affection and leave Yara.

Yara and Dhiya who were behind the two of them could only stare at Afkar's departure.

'Mas Afkar changed, he was more concerned with treasures at the moment.' Inner Yara then followed her second step.

The servants in the mansion welcomed their arrival.

Bu Nuri felt like a queen there. His eyes glanced sinisterly at Yara. That demeaning look that Yara got.

"Bi, please take Miss Nuri to her room, okay?" Tell Syafa to one of the servants.

"Yes, Nyah... Come, Mom!" The servant whom Syafa had instructed immediately followed his orders.

Bu Nuri proudly walked up to the waiter who immediately took over to push Pak Setyo who was sitting in a wheelchair.

"Ra, you can rest first with Dhiya you must be cape. Let the waiter take you to the room.

"Thank you, Mba. No need to bother. Sorry, I can't stay here. Me and Dhiya are going to the rented house!" Reply Yara firmly. Sontak made Afkar look at him.

"Sorry, Mas. I can't stay here! But I will come here often, to bring Dhiya closer to you." Yara.

"If you want to bring me closer to Dhiya why don't you stay with us here.

"Which woman will be ready to see the man she loves always make out with the other woman in front of her."

"We've already discussed this, before, Ra," refuted Afkar who looked upset.

"Ra, I'm sorry that our attitude hurt you. But I can't be far from Mas Afkar." Shafa.

Yara just smiled wryly in reply.

"Nda.. Nda.. Mamih said I want to make kamal pelcis rich kamal plinces elsa," Dhiya told Yara.

"Well, right, Mih?" Dhiya.

Syafa immediately squatted to align his body with Dhiya.

"Dhiya can't wait to have a room that has many pictures of princess elsa, huh?" Ask Syafa.

"Yes, would.. Want...!" Excited speech.

"You heard, right? Don't be selfish at the expense of Dhiya" Afkar said then passed leaving Yara and Syafa there.

Afkar left in a fit of annoyance. Shafa understands that.

"Ra, please stay here first! I also promised Dhiya something. He was very happy" Syafa said as he grabbed Dhiya's hand and smiled at the little girl.

Yara breathed a heavy sigh. "Next time don't promise my daughter anything, Mba!" Pinta Yara's.

"Dhiya is with mom." Yara quickly restrained Dhiya and followed the waiter who would deliver her to the room.

Shafa looked at Yara who passed from before him. The woman felt Yara changed a little, Yara was more courageous to argue. Maybe it's time the two women started fighting. Who will survive and go from Afkar's side?

'sorry, mba. This time I will maintain my pride, I don't want to look weak anymore.'

Inner Yara. Then he and Dhiya went into the room appointed by the servant in the house.

Yara was silent while standing by the window of the room. After putting Dhiya to sleep first, of course. The little girl told me about the promise Syafa had given her. Yara felt unbearable considering how excited Dhiya's desire would be fulfilled by Syafa.

Yara is aware at this time, she has not been able to fulfill her daughter's wishes. Yara spread her gaze around the room. This room is huge, he thinks.

"Heh, in any case I have lost everything to Mba Syafa." Yara Gumam.

The woman drew closer towards the slightly opened glass door. Yara felt the cold wind blowing into the room from the open window.

Yara hugged her own body with both hands. Closing his eyes he felt the cold atmosphere plunge into his skin.

"Why is happiness so hard for me to get? Why the only person who understands me the most, you erased his memory. I miss you, Mom!" Yara muttered as she kept her eyes closed.

Yara was not aware that a pair of eyes were watching her from afar. Yara was not aware as a trace of someone's footsteps walked up to her. The man draped a blanket to cover Yara's body.

"Why stand in front of the window. Outside it was raining and strong winds. You can catch a cold if you continue to stand here" Afkar said as he attached the blanket to Yara's body.

Yara turned her head, her face developing a smile as she saw Afkar was next to her.

Afkar smiled seeing that.

In the next second Yara's smile disappeared so quickly. Yara regained her senses and remembered Afkar's words in the car. Afkar's words seemed not to allow himself into his new world at this time.

Seeing that Afkar knew his mistake. Yara looked back at the scene outside the room.

"Do you want to come here, Mas. No need to remind me again. I know, Mba Syafa is indeed your mainstay. You, mother even I have to keep her feelings so that papa from Mba Syafa does not warn you anymore, right? I get it, Mas. Here I cannot help in material terms. That's why I prefer not to stay with you. I don't want to be a burden. I can still support myself and Dhiya."

"I won't let you get away from me!" Afkar.

Yara smiled wryly then turned to face Afkar.

"Why? Don't you remember me at all, even in your mind and heart right now there is only Mba Shafa, there is no me!" Yara pointed at the chest of Afkar's field with her index finger. Heh, selfish... Your attitude is still the same, Mom!" Syndicate Yara. The woman was about to walk away from Afkar but Afkar quickly pulled Yara in his arms.

"My heart hurts when I see you cry, Ra. Sorry to talk like that in the car. From now on, I'll open up. If indeed our memories in the past are so beautiful, you can slowly help me remind about us. About our past, I hope you are patient with my attitude. My position right now is so difficult. There is a feeling of Shafa that I have to take care of. Don't ever ask me to choose between you. I don't remember you yet, but this little heart feels something else for you, Ra." Afkar spoke from his heart. Yara could feel that.

There was a sense of happiness in Yara's heart upon hearing that. Yara's hand welcomes Afkar's embrace. They hugged each other in the opposite position at this time.

Both cuddle. If Yara felt a very deep longing. While Afkar still felt the feeling he felt when hugging Yara.

"I'll help you, Mom. We'll be as happy as ever. I miss that moment."

Syafa shed tears as she watched the two embrace. Sick saw. Maybe this is how Yara felt when she saw Afkar and herself making out.

Syafa returned to his room with a sad feeling. Then lay his body on the soft bed in his room. The bed that provided warmth as she and Afkar made a friendly fondling of each other there.

"This pain is the second. No ... No, I don't want to, do I have to be a little firm to defend mine. I don't want to share Mas Afkar with the others. Not willing," thought Syafa.

"Papa can definitely help me," Syafa remembered with his papa. Mr. Rio who can always obey all the wishes of Syafa. Whatever it is, as long as Syafa can be happy.

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