My Love Teacher's

You're Not My Mother

"Gio calm down first. Phoo and Mae are still confused."

"That's right baby, you better get out first to meet Mae Davira. Later as time goes by we'll know it's Mae Davira or not."

Gio was speechless hearing the explanation from Aroon and Cyra. "All right, I'm going out." broke it up later. "But don't force me to accept it, because I believe Mae Davira is dead."

The three of them finally came out. The news of his life back Davira makes the whole plantation become stirred. They don't believe the dead are alive anymore. But what you want in the word is that what is on the plantation today is Davira.

Gio had already arrived at the living room partition. He stopped his steps.

"Why?" ask Cyra

"I'm scared."

"There's no need to be afraid, there's Mae."

"I'm afraid if it's true that Mae Davira continues what with Mae Cyra. Will I have two mothers."

Cyra smiled as she knew Gio's concern. He even knew that Aroon felt the same way. But he himself was afraid if he had to leave the family he loved so much. Can he control his heart.

"Gio, no matter what happens we have to accept. It was all written by God. So we have to face it, okay. I know you're capable." Cyra gives spirit to Gio even though his own heart is currently also being broken.

Gio finally wants to go see Davira in the living room. Gio looked at a woman who was exactly the same as the one in the photo. Because Davira died when he was two years old so he only knew from his photos. But for the hug, the love and affection that Davira gave him back then he could feel it.

"Gio." call Davira with glassy eyes. "Come son. Hugged Mae."

Gio walked slowly towards Davira. He saw Davira's eyes shedding tears. The eyes were exactly the same as what he used to see. But there's something strange.

Gio hugged Davira. Davira greeted him warmly. She continued to cry while hugging Gio. "I'm sorry Mae, Gio. Mae has left you for a long time. You know that Mae's out there fighting for the disease that Mae's been suffering from." Davira explained in a stammer because the bricks were interspersed with sobs.

Gio just fell silent. It sculpts and it makes Cyra a bit strange with Gio's attitude. There must be something.

Davira let go of his embrace. He kissed Aroon's forehead and cheeks. "You're as big and handsome as your Phoo" Davira said. "I'll always take care of you Gio. We're gonna be a whole family."

Gio still remained silent by looking at Davira's face.

"Why are you silent Gio? Are you angry with Mae?"

Gio did not reply and still looked at Davira's face.

"Gio, you're okay, right?" ask Cyra. "Mae Davira asked you. You won't answer?"

Gio bowed. And Cyra knew that she still needed time to receive this shocking news.

"Well, if you don't answer. You want to go into the room?" ask Cyra again.

Gio slowly nodded.

"Omar please bring Gio in." orders Cyra.

"Good ma'am." Omar took Gio's hand and guided him inside.

Davira looked at Cyra with a dislike look. "I'm sorry, I have the right to meet my son" he said.

"I knew. But don't you realize that Gio is very shocked by this. Let's give him some time."

"I know how my son feels because I'm his mother. You are someone else."

"Sorry, I just saw that Gio was still confused. He just needs time."

"Davira, that's polite. Cyra is my wife."

"I'm also your wife Aroon."

Aroon.

Cyra knew instantly that her husband was confused between the two options. "Aroon I'm in first. Afraid that Arthit would wake up. You speak slowly with Davira."

"But___."

"I'm fine." Cyra looked at her husband as if he was strong and there was no problem with it.

"Thank you dear." said Aroon.

Cyra then went inside. Aronn and Davira are alone.

"You wanna talk?"

"Yes, I have a lot to explain to you, our memories."

They both walk to the side garden to be more free and free. After arriving Aroon sat on one of the benches while staring at Davira.

"Speak." said Aroon.

"Aroon I want us back to what we used to be. To be a whole family."

"You know I can't do it." replied Aroon. "I have a wife."

"I'm your wife Aroon too. We're still tied to marriage. You can't get away with it."

"You're dead Davira. Our relationship was over when you were declared dead by the state."

"But I'm alive right now, standing before you. I think for the administration we can take care of together. Provided you give me a chance to fix a long lost time."

"I can't Davira, I can't leave the wife I love." replied Aroon. "I'm sorry I love Cyra so much."

"You betrayed me Aroon, I really don't believe."

"I didn't betray you at all. If I had known you were alive, I would not have married again. You know for years I tried to get up from my slump because you were dead. And once I get up and find a new love, you suddenly show up."

"I'm sick Aroon. I was struggling at the time."

"If you really loved me then, you shouldn't have faked your death. We can deal with your illness together."

"I was confused at the time, my world was destroyed because it was going to lose you. But it turns out I still have hope of recovery" Davira said.

"I can't decide this at all. I need some time."

"All right, I understand because I love you so much. Remember our struggle from zero to build this plantation." Davira wiped away the tears of regret. "Aroon I know you already have a new family. But please let me stay here for a while. I wanted to get to know my son so that the guilt of leaving him did not continue to weigh on my life. I want to make amends. Redeem the lost time between me and Gio. After that I promise I won't interfere with your life again."

Aroon was speechless, his face looking weary with a heavy burden of thought.

"Aroon, I also need time to find a place to stay. You know I don't have anyone. Denisha is dead too."

Aroon was still silent. He is confused should he ask Cyra's opinion for accommodating his former wife. What if Cyra disagrees, Aroon thought. It's really confusing.

"Aroon, please. Help me." Help me." Davira kept shedding tears. Begging for relief Aroon's heart even though he also felt excruciating pain.

"All right." answered Aroon.

"Thank you for helping me. I'll try to keep your trust."

Aroon. "Tell talk to Cyra. He will arrange your room later." he said then left Davira alone.

Davira was still sitting on that bench while covering her face. He sobbed and cried - so. Had she known her husband would marry again, she would not have left him.

Meanwhile...

"Young man why are you still quiet?"

"I'm confused Omar."

"Young master should not be confused, young master is happy that Madame Davira is still alive" Olif said.

"That's what makes me a burden. I am happy with my new family. With Mae Cyra and Arthit."

"Young master needs time to get to know Mae Davira again."

"I'm confused."

"Where is the young master?" ask Olif.

"I don't feel the warmth at all that I did when Mae Davira hugged me, Olif."

"Ah, that's because the old young master didn't meet. Almost five years. At that time, the young master was also a child."

"Even though I was a child, I could feel the warmth of Mae's embrace back then. And also look into his eyes."

"I see from head to toe absolutely nothing has changed with Madame Davira. Is it an elevator?"

"Yes, sir, nothing has changed."

"No I'm sure there's something different" Gio said. "He's not my Mae. Not my mother."

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