Regrets After the Farewell

Chapter 51.

When her heart began to be slightly relieved after hearing Salman's reply, Saka let go of her embrace. "We're home, Pa!"

Salman blinked and shook weakly. "No dear, Papa can't go home, Papa's home is here."

"No, Pa. Saka knows that the house we live in belongs to Papa, Saka also knows that everything Mama has now actually has Papa."

"Yes, but Papa gave it to Mama. Papa has no right to live in that house. After Saka grows up, it is Saka who will continue everything." explained Salman.

"That's not fair. If Papa does not want to go home, Saka also does not want to go back to the house, Saka is here with Papa."

"Don't dong, honey. If Saka is here, then who will accompany Mama there? Can you let Mama be lonely? Papa doesn't feel it,"

"Yes, just tell Mama to stay here with us!"

"No dear, it's impossible. Papa and Mama are divorced, people will criticize Papa. Does Saka want to see Papa take a stand?"

"No way," shook Saka with pursed lips.

"Well, if that's Saka should recede, Saka came home with Mama!" persuade Salman.

Despite feeling disappointed, Saka was eventually forced to nod her head. "Hmmm..."

"Smart boy," Salman rubbed the top of Saka's head and hugged her back tightly.

Salman is eager to spend time with Saka, but he is unlikely to hold Saka back. She did not want Safia to feel ignored because of her presence, for her Safia was more entitled to take care of her son.

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"Ma, Saka is eager to bring Papa back to this house. Saka wants to see you reunited, Saka wants to have a complete family." the boy said while in bed with Safia.

Safia fell silent, her eyes narrowing with her son lying beside her. Saka's words were quite surprising to Safia.

"Why, Ma? Didn't Mama's word of vengeance never solve the problem? Then why don't you give Papa a chance? Does Papa no longer mean anything in Mama's life? Or, do you really want to marry Uncle Alex?" read the boy with a series of questions that were quite cornering Safia.

Safia gasped and inhaled a lot of air. "Just sleep, don't think weird!"

"But, Ma-"

Safia enveloped Saka and chose to get out of bed, she knew there would be no end to her son's question.

"Bad mom, selfish mom. Though Papa is very good, stubborn Mama." exclaimed Saka vent his anger.

Safia smiled bitterly then left the room and went downstairs. He chose to sit in the gazebo next to the house adjacent to the swimming pool.

Safia was pensive, her brain started thinking about Saka's question just now.

Seven years of pain alone, fatigue has become a staple food for him, especially during the early days of pregnancy that made Safia had to lie weak in the hospital.

Painful indeed, no one knew except the servants and workers who were in the house.

Safia felt that her struggle was enough to get through this strange storm of life, she needed no one else but Saka.

But Saka also has dreams. Safia could not bear to refuse the request of her son who had just got a second chance to live.

"Hallo.." said Salman from the other end.

"Hm... It's me, Safia."

"Sa-safia, what's wrong? Is Saka sick?" salman was worried.

"No, Saka's fine." Safia replied.

"Huf... Thank goodness, I thought-"

"What are you thinking?" safia sela.

"What about me? Have you ever thought of me? Have you ever worried about my situation? Even after seven years have passed, you have not changed one bit. Do I really mean nothing to you?"

Degs...

Salman was shocked to hear Safia's back-to-back questions. What kind of wind made Safia ask him that?

"Safia, what do you mean?" salman asked curiously.

"Go home, Saka needs you not me!"

Before Salman replied, Safia had already cut off the call unilaterally.

Salman rested his back on the head of the bed. He tried to review Safia's speech just now but-

Suddenly Salman sprang from the bed and grabbed his jacket and rushed out of the house.

Salman will not be able to calm down before knowing what Safia said on the phone.

No matter the crying sky lowers the splashing water, Salman continues to spur the speed of his bike at high speed.

So unable to resist, Salman almost hit a heavy truck, lucky he swiftly slammed the handlebar of the motor until the accident was still inevitable.

Nearly an hour into the journey, Salman's motorcycle finally arrived in front of the gate. "Open the fence!" salman exclaimed at the security guard on duty.

A security guard rushed to open the gate after noticing who was coming at night like this, even in a drenched state.

After successfully parking a motorcycle in the yard, Salman ran into the house.

His head wobbly combed the building but found no one there.

Then Salman scattering near the stairs, his steps suddenly stopped when the corner of his eye caught the presence of someone on the edge of the pool.

Salman stopped climbing the stairs and ran towards the side garden, his footsteps halted when he saw Safia crying her knees.

Salman's heart slipped, his gaze misty as pain sliced through the chest.

"Safia, what's going on?" salman asked softly, he crouched down and pulled Safia into his arms.

"Hiks..." Safia kept crying sedu sedan.

"Safia, I'm here. Stop crying!" Salman could not help himself, his tears fell to see Safia like this.

"Calm down! No matter what happens I will never leave Saka, I promised." Salman said, wiping Safia's arm.

"Then what about me? W-do I have to get out of this house?" isak Safia.

"No Safia, you can't go. Saka your son and this is your home, you can't go anywhere!" lirih Salman's.

"But Saka just wants to stay with you, she doesn't need me anymore" Safia said, looking up at the two.

"No Safia, it's not true, you're more important to Saka. Saka wouldn't be able to live without you." Salman wiped Safia's face gently. "If my presence will only make you hurt, I'll leave" Salman said, pushing Safia's arm slightly away.

"Mas.." - Safia looked closely into Salman's eyes.

Salman shed tears. "I shouldn't have gone back to this town. I'm sorry for always making you cry, I'm really not human."

Salman got up from his squat and turned around. "Jaga Saka well and make him a responsible man!"

"Mas.." cried Safia with tears.

"It's best for us, Safia. I can't watch you get hurt every time I look at you. It's time for you to be happy, you can't cry anymore!" Salman wiped his cheeks rough and breathed as much air and swung a big step away from Safia.