Love Shabrina

Her Husband!

This morning Shabrina awoke to the shock of Nesya's crying voice looking for her father. Even Shabrina's eyes still look cute and sleepy. He was also confused as to why he was able to fall asleep so soundly tonight.

Yes, the most restful sleep after six years has passed.

It was as if something had come off and made his heart calm. But don't know what.

Shabrina was also confused as to why she was already on her bed this morning. Though he felt that last night he was still out with Devan.

Yes Devan, it still feels like the man's dream is coming again. His love, the love that is still so close to this day. But it must be buried with the burden and responsibility to support his two children. But after seeing the man again, not knowing why, it all felt like sticking back. All the emotions, longing, disappointed and love that has been hidden. All of those feelings seemed to know who he was for.

"Mother...."

Nesya's voice made Shabrina gasp, she immediately moved up and looked towards Nesya. Her daughter was crying and looked sad.

"Why son?" shabrina asked as she grabbed Nesya in her arms.

"Dad left again, huh?" nesya asked, still with Isak crying as he could.

Shabrina smiled and shook her head while rubbing Nesya's wet face.

"No, I slept outside" replied Shabrina, Devan's car still visible from the window of his house that was hollow and transparent because the window cloth was open.

"Why not sleep inside?" ask Nesya again

"No loading baby. Our bed is one. I slept in the car with Hans" Shabrina replied

"Nesya thinks dad's gone. Nesya was afraid of my father leaving again" said Nesya

"No, I promised Nesya I wouldn't leave. Now we take a shower. From last night has not taken a shower right" Shabrina asked, but Nesya shook her head slowly

"Nesya wants to see father" Nesya said

"Wandi just met dad. Let Nesya be beautiful, I must be happy" said Shabrina

Ah it feels like there's something strange about their discussion this morning. Strange and strange, because the father they've been looking for for six years is already here.

There is a sense of haru that cannot be expressed between his disappointment.

"So Nesya has to take a shower first?" ask Nesya.

Shabrina nodded and went straight down from the top of their bed.

"Yes, take a bath with your mother" Shabrina asked again.

Nesya went straight into Shabrina's arms which led her to the back of the house where their bathroom was in the back.

"Mother also wants to take a bath to let it smell right?" ask Nesya

"Yes my son" replied Shabrina

"Let me love you more and not go again?" asked Nesya innocently.

Shabrina immediately smiled faintly hearing that.

He didn't even know, whether the feeling was still there or not Devan was concerned about. The one Shabrina knew right now was Devan who just wanted his son not to live hard anymore.

Yes that's all. Shabrina did not want to expect more. That feeling problem is no longer important now. What matters is the fate of their two children.

And that morning Shabrina immediately bathed Nesya and all of them took a bath because from last night they did not have a bath. Oh, my God, I don't know what his body smells like now.

Arsya is still sleeping in her bed. Even when Devan came in, Arsya was still sleeping there.

Devan smiled and sat down next to Arsya. He rubbed his son's head gently. The sound of the water behind her had made her know that Shabrina and her daughter must be taking a bath.

Devan's burly hand made Arsya wake up.

His eyes opened and immediately looked at Devan's smiling face looking at him.

"Dad" greeted Arsya with his hoarse voice.

"Have you slept once?" devan.

Arsya got up and sat on the bed, with her hands rubbing her eyes slowly.

He looked to the side, and it was empty.

"Why mother did not wake Arsya up" he protested

"Mother take a bath with Nesya. Let's wake. There is a father" said Devan.

Arsya nodded and went straight down. Along with Shabrina and Nesya who also just came. They look fresh and fragrant.

"Dad" cried Nesya. He immediately ran towards Devan quickly. Even Shabrina was surprised to see her.

"Don't run away dear" said Devan, capturing Nesya in his arms. Smell Nesya's face with anxiety.

"Nesya was afraid of my father leaving again" said Nesya who now hugged Devan's neck tightly.

Devan smiled and shook his head.

"No, I promised" Devan replied.

"Yes dad" pinta Nesya

"Look, baby" Devan replied.

"It's beautiful and already fragrant father's son" praised Devan as he sat on the bed and held Nesya.

"Udah dong, mother is also beautiful. Father is more and more dear" said Nesya innocently.

Shabrina just kept quiet and kept on undressing Arsya. While Devan seemed to laugh and looked at Shabrina who looked indifferent.

"Yes, what a pity" Devan replied.

Shabrina just kept quiet and moved closer to their bed to tidy up the blankets and pillows that were still scattered. Arsya went to the bathroom.

"Arsya shower herself?" devan asked Shabrina

"Yes, my sister is already big, so she takes a bath herself" Nesya replied.

"Nesya is also big, but still bathed in the mother" said Devan.

"No dad, Nesya was a kid. Still short. So his called sister" protested Nesya.

Devan laughs again and kisses Chubby Nesya's cheeks. Making Shabrina who glanced at him felt so moved.

Oh jesus..

How could he separate them. If this is what the child expects. The presence of a father figure that becomes a complement to their happiness.

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of the door being knocked made them look directly at the door.

Shabrina walked straight to the door and opened it. Hans seemed to be standing there.

"Miss, sir, there's someone ahead" Hans said.

"Who ?" devan asked who was also approaching Hans.

Hans backs off and lets Shabrina and Devan out.

Shabrina's eyes immediately widened to see the many people in front of their house right now.

But Devan looks relaxed while holding Nesya.

"Ina, you can usually bring a man into the house. Aren't you ashamed?" ask a fat woman. Ms. Desi, Shabrina's neighbor who always berates and insults her every day.

Shabrina fell silent and immediately turned to Devan.

Bu Sri was also among the crowd of people, it seemed like they wanted a demo.

"Dad... Nesya was scared" said Nesya who immediately hugged Devan's neck tightly.

"They're people who like to harm your mother" Nesya.

Devan's previously calm eyes now turned sharp.

"Would you guys come here?" ask Devan. That heavy voice made that person feel trepidation. But they were actually also surprised to see the luxury car that stopped in front of the house Shabrina is a person with a cool and great appearance like this. But they don't know who Devan is. They knew that Shabrina was a single parent without a husband. And obviously when Shabrina put a man in the house, they must have thought that Shabrina had committed adultery.

"Sir, don't you know if Shabrina is a single parent without a husband. Do you want to do pervert here" said Miss Desi. He looks so emotional but seems cynical and cunning.

"Who are you saying you want to pervert. Is your dirty brain unable to think?" sergeant Devan

Shabrina immediately grabbed Nesya who was seen coming down from her father's sling. He looked scared when he saw Devan was angry.

"Sir, this Shabrina has driven some of our husbands crazy about her. We even visited our husband a few times. And now the master even came to her. is there no other woman" said Ms. Desi.

"Shut your mouth!" snapped Devan. It made them all instantly gasp in shock.

Even Arsya ran out when she heard her father's voice. Nesya had already hugged Sabrina out of fear.

"I'm her husband!! And they're my kids!" devan said so loudly, making everyone instantly flabbergasted by the shock of hearing that.

Even Shabrina also looked at Devan in disbelief.

"Your dirty mouth must indeed be taught a lesson. Are you the one who's been calling my wife a cheap woman? Who has dared to berate my wife and children all this time?" ask Devan again. His face was already flushed withholding emotions.

"Where's the evidence if you're Ina's husband?" ask Missi again. Although he looked scared, but it seemed that he was still willing to look for Sabrina's fault

Devan smiled cynically, he immediately pulled Arsya forward.

"Can't my son open his eyes?" ask Devan.

Everyone immediately returned. They just realized. Arsya's face is very similar to Devan's.

"It's not that I haven't been with them all this time so you guys can be as nice as you can be. Tell me who my wife has been blinding all this time" Devan asked again

Everyone who was frightened immediately pointed at Bu Sri who had also paled her face. He was also afraid to see Devan's anger.

Meanwhile, Shabrina still hugged Nesya and looked at Sri's mother unwell. He also doesn't know where Devan knows if he's in debt. What is Arsya?

"Mas ... Don't upset. Ms Sri has been so good to us all these years" Shabrina said

Bu Sri immediately looked at her with a guilty feeling.

Devan just kept quiet and looked at Bu Sri fixedly.

"Hans, give it to him" Devan told Hans.

Hans immediately nodded and swiftly took out a few piles of money and handed it to Sri.

Bu Sri's eyes widened wide to see that.

"Sir..this ..this is a lot" said Bu Sri. His hands even shook violently holding the money.

"That's for the fee because you've been willing to help my wife and child, even though you scold him a lot" Devan said.

"Ma. forgive me sir" Bu Sri was immediately bowed in fear.

"Why apologize to me, but to my wife. You've insulted her cruelly, insulted my son's son. Do you think you guys are great?" ask Devan. His tone still sounded angry. But that makes Arsya look happy smiling.

Yeah, he's happy to see this guy scared.

"If I wanted to, I would've ruined your lives today. I can even buy your dirty mouth!" threatening Devan. And as he said that, along with some fancy cars that came to Shabrina's house.

Some people in suits with their roar looks got out of the car and approached Devan. He bowed respectfully before the man. And of course it made everyone who was there instantly tremble in fear. Because it turns out that the husband of Shabrina they despised all this time was not an ordinary person.

Brucks

Ms. Desi and some others even fell down with their knees shaking.