Love Shabrina

New Home

And that morning, Devan brought Shabrina and her two children back to Jakarta. Leave the city that Shabrina lived in for almost six years. He left behind a million bitter memories that he no longer wanted to recall.

Shabrina sat looking out the window of the plane. Besides, there is Arsya who is still so enthusiastic about looking at the cloud visible from the glass window.

Devan sat behind them with Nesya. Her daughter who does not want to be separated from her father even if only briefly.

Either be happy or scared. But clearly the fear was just as great when he saw his son happily go with their father. Go with luxurious facilities and make them enthusiastic.

Even the quiet Arsya, at this time was so happy to board a plane that took them away.

Go to the place of origin that made Shabrina feel her wounds again.

Yeah, he's scared, afraid that Lord Devan's men will drive him out again. Afraid that Adinda still intends to tease him and his son.

Can Devan protect them?

Not protecting his children.

Because really, Shabrina really did not want her child to feel sadness like she used to.

If Devan's parents know about his son's son, what should he do?

Can Devan's parents accept his son?

Shabrina took her breath in deep. It is hard to remember.

I want to forget, but everything has to be faced.

Nesya needs her father, she needs treatment that costs a lot. Shabrina certainly will not be able to provide proper treatment for her daughter. Let alone medication, to eat a day only he is not able to provide decent food.

Ah. as sad as that.

"Mother" call Arsya

Shabrina turned to her.

"Why son?" ask Shabrina

"Is it still a long time?" ask Arsya.

Shabrina smiled and shook her head.

"In a moment" replied Shabrina

"Where will we live?" ask Arsya again.

Shabrina fell silent, she had no idea where Devan would be placed.

"Father's house" Shabrina replied.

Arsya smiled and nodded. He looked back outside. Where the view from above really amazes his eyes.

While behind them, Nesya's voice never stopped babbling with Devan. Her daughter was really at home with her father.

And not long after, their plane landed safely.

Shabrina walked with Arsya's hand. While Devan held Nesya.

Hans walked behind them with some of his bodyguards.

And if you look, they are like a happy and complete family.

The car is waiting for the lobby. Again Hans and his men swiftly opened the door for them.

"Well, it's cool" Nesya praised Devan's bodyguard. Wearing glasses and a formal suit, and that's what he said was cool. Shabrina is completely surrounded by people like this.

"Please young master" Hans opened the front door for Arsya.

Arsya seemed to sigh and nod.

"Why do you like to call young master. Though Arsya has a name" grumbled Arsya.

Hans just smiled in response.

And after they all entered, Hans immediately drove his car to the house where Shabrina and her children were staying.

Hans had already asked their people to prepare all of them. Even all the equipment inside. Including clothes and also the equipment of the two Devan twins.

Everything was done in an instant. Moreover, Shabrina and her children who did not carry anything, only attached to the body only.

An hour later, they arrived at a luxurious house with a mini garden in front of her.

"This is Nesya's house and sister's house" Devan replied.

Arsya who was still cool looking at the artificial waterfall turned to Devan.

"This is dad's house?" ask Arsya

Devan nodded and smiled, he immediately stuck his hand at Arsya and clasped Arsya's hand to go inside.

Nesya was still at home in her arms.

Shabrina just followed.

Luckily Devan brought her here, he thought Devan would take her to his parents' house directly.

They were immediately greeted by the servants who were there. But Devan did not care about them, he immediately whined in carrying his two children. Only Shabrina smiled and nodded back at the servants' greeting.

Devan has never changed.

"Waahh his house is very big" murmured Nesya so amazed.

"Do you like this house?" ask Devan.

"Like dad, love it" Nesya replied quickly. While Arsya just silence and look in awe of this luxurious house.

Devan leads his two children to their room.

Room prepared by the person.

And when opening the door Nesya's eyes immediately widened to see the room with pink color filled with many dolls.

"Dad... Whose room is this?" ask Nesya.

Devan dropped Nesya from his sling.

"This is your room, son. Nesya likes?" ask Devan.

"Well, is it really dad???" tanya Nesya looked at Devan with a flabbergasted happy face.

"Dear, this is a room for Nesya" Devan replied as he rubbed Nesya's head gently.

Nesya immediately looked at Shabrina who was staring behind them.

"Mother, this is Nesya's room. Nesya can play with the doll?" ask Nesya.

Shabrina smiled and nodded.

"Yeay..thank you father, thank you mother" said Nesya who immediately ran to her bed. Where are so many dolls.

Devan smiled and walked closer to Nesya, as did Arsya and Shabrina. They are really happy to see the happiness of Nesya. Even Nesya hugged all the dolls that were there.

A doll he had never gotten before.

And indeed it made Shabrina's heart sore.

This is what the child wants, happiness with all the luxuries. It's not like living with her. Which is filled with misery.

"Sister.see Nesya has a doll. Even better than having Mimi's brother" Nesya to Arsya.

Arsya just smiled and nodded.

"Arsya's room is also there son, come here" Devan invited him to walk towards the door. Where the two children's rooms are indeed interconnected.

Devan's asking like that to his people.

And lucky, because of the money, all of it can be done in just one night. Even the smell of new paint is still so inherent.

"Arsia has a room too?" ask Arsya.

"of course. This is Arsya's room" Devan said as he opened the door.

And just like Nesya, Arsya also seems happy to get a room with all kinds of toys and also good equipment.

He even ran straight into his room. Followed by Nesya and Devan.

Shabrina was still sitting in Nesya's room. He only watched his two children from afar.

He was happy to see his son happy like this. It's just that his heart is always sad when remembering all this time he who can not give anything to his two children. It is only sadness and also misery that the child gets. And now, just one day after meeting his father, they were already looking happy.

Well... She feels like she's not a good mother....