Love Shabrina

Want to Meet Dad

Shabrina smiled looking at Nesya who had started to drop her fever. Even now this little girl with curly hair was already willing to drink and eat bread. The bread that Shabrina got from the stall this afternoon.

"Mother not eating? We share two mothers" said Arsya who sat next to his sister.

"Arsya eat, mother is still full son." replied Shabrina with her warm smile. He still fed Nesya bread.

"We haven't eaten in the morning. And now it's night. Where did you get full from?" ask Arsya. That innocent face made Shabrina not have the heart to lie. But what can be done, a mother's lie is indeed a natural thing, rather than having to see her sad child.

"So late in the afternoon as you slept, my mother had eaten a piece of bread. So it's full. It was Arsya's allotment and it was for Nesya" said Shabrina, who returned to feed the bread into Nesya's mouth.

"Mother isn't lying, is it?" ask Arsya. He doesn't believe in his mother. There have been many lies she kept for them.

"real darling. Eat the bread, stay full and healthy. Tomorrow mother wants to work, Arsya take care of Nesya yes son" said Shabrina

"Yes mother" answered Arsya who can only resign, even though she knows her mother is lying. That pale and tired face could not fool this boy. A boy who although only five years old, but already had to be forced into adulthood by circumstances.

"Mother" Nesya's voice made Shabrina turn her head towards her.

"Dear baby, why kid? wanna drink?" ask Shabrina.

But Nesya shook her head slowly.

"So what does Nesya want, someone's sick?" ask Shabrina again.

But Nesya still shook her head.

"Dad why didn't you come?"

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"Nesya wants to see dad. Nesya wants to have a father like Mimi's sister" Pinta Nesya. His eyes were glazed with glass looking at Zea who was sculpting. This isn't the first time their children have asked about their father.

But how to answer it.

"Nesya wants to see your father" a voice so soft it really can make Shabrina's heart weaken.

She smiled bitterly and immediately hugged Nesya tightly. And really, these tears can't be contained anymore. The question was like a knife incision slicing through his heart.

Be ill..

So hurt...

"Mother don't cry. Dad is working. Nesya you are patient. I will also come when I finish work. Yes mother" said Arsya.

Shabrina smiled and immediately nodded quickly, her tears dripping more and more.

What should he be now.

Should she be selfish and let her child be in this kind of hope? While the expected do not know where and with whom at this time.

Is he still with that woman?

He was living happily there with his family.

No. gabe..

Shabrina would not have wanted her children to know that their father was a traitor who had inflicted a considerable wound on his mother.

Enough Shabrina to feel the wound, not her child. Even if Shabrina came to her, would she admit to this child of hers.???

Impossible...

"Mother.apologina Nesya. Mother do not cry. Nesya is just asking. If you haven't finished work. Nesya is okay, Nesya will wait until father comes home" said Nesya as she looked up and looked at Sabrina

"Sorry mom, son. Mommy can not make you happy" said Shabrina while rubbing the face of Nesya who is still pale.

"Mother, we are happy to have mother. Mother do not be sad anymore. Later if it is already great Arsya certainly help mother work so we can eat well mother" said Arsya.

And really Shabrina really can't help but cry right now.

She hugged her two children tightly. The words of the five-year-old boy were truly mature, yet capable of slicing Shabrina's heart so deeply.

"Dear mother you boys, promise, mother will definitely make you happy. Mother promises son" said Shabrina with a heart so broken.

"Nesya also loves mother"

"Arsya also dear mother. Mother, the greatest mother we have"

Shabrina shook her head and increasingly endured her cries.

help ...

please strengthen her heart and body for her children. Please give him health and also the strength to be able to always make his children happy, although he lives in blasphemy everyone and without the figure of a man who is the father of his children at this time.

Shabrina just wants her son to be happy.

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While elsewhere...

In a luxurious house that looks quiet and gloomy. A grown man sits alone in an empty room.

Sit with a photo in her hand.

The man's face was so flat and cold. No expression whatsoever was emanating from his sharp eyes. His eyes were fixed on the face of the beautiful girl who smiled so beautifully in the photo.

A beautiful girl who had stopped by in her life a few years ago. Beautiful girl who has beautiful eyes that became the owner of her heart until now.

The beautiful girl who had made her life ruined and no longer had the spirit to live on since her departure.

The mistake she made, made her lover leave. And even until now he had no idea where the existence of this beautiful eye girl was.

Devan Bramasta's. The thirty-three year old man whose life was already like a statue without a life.

The biggest regret he ever made, was to let his girl grieve and leave her.

"Master"

The voice of a man made Devan turn his head immediately.

"Our men have found out where Miss Shasa is"

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Devan immediately got up from his seat and looked at his assistant fixedly.

"You're serious?. Tell me where he is" Devan said directly.

"They found a girl who looked like Miss Shasa outside the island of Sumatra" said Hans, Devan's assistant

"Sumatra?" muttered Devan.

Hans nodded.

"She lives with her twins"

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"Child"

Devan immediately fell back on his chair.

Shasa is married?

He already has a child.

Devan's hands clenched tightly. He's not willing, really, it's been six years since Devan's been looking for his whereabouts. All corners of the city have been explored just for the sake of finding his beloved girl.

But why did he now get such a painful reality?

"Prepare the plane, we leave tomorrow morning" Devan said. To hell with her husband, whoever he is, Devan just wants to see Shasha. He misses, and he misses. Six years of living in remorse truly left him helpless.

"But what about the great master and the master lady?" hans asked doubtfully.

"I don't care. It's up to them. I'm tired of following all their wishes and because of them I lost him" Devan replied

Hans nodded and went straight out of the empty room. The room where Devan was alone all this time.

Shasa has been found. Although she is married and has children, Devan does not care. He just wanted to see, could the girl he loved be happy now, was she happy after leaving without saying anything?

Devan wants to meet Shasa, he wants to reveal everything that happened six years ago.

Her mistake was that she had ignored the girl's grief. And not treason as Shasa thought.