Regrets After the Farewell

Chapter 52.

"Mas Salman's..." Safia got up from her seat and galloped after her son's father.

Just as Salman was about to board the motorbike, Safia suddenly hugged him from behind and squeezed Salman's chest firmly. "Don't go, don't leave me again! I still love you so much, I can't lose you anymore."

Degs...

Salman was aghast at the shock of perfectly rounded eyes, his tears spilling back as the pain jerked his chest. Is he dreaming?

"Please don't go! I will die if you leave me a second time." Safia clutched Salman tightly.

"Safia.." sizzled Salman with a voice choked in his throat.

"I don't want to be a selfish mother, I regret being a stubborn wife. I love you, Mas. I can't live without you." sobs Safia broke into tears.

The more Safia asserted her feelings, the more it became that Salman's heart heard them.

Salman immediately turned around and hugged Safia tightly in his chest.

"I love you too, Safia. I love you so much."

The cries of both of them broke out under the rain that was still faithfully soaking the earth.

"I didn't mean to leave you, I just didn't want to hurt you too deeply."

Salman stretched his arms and cupped his hands on Safia's cheeks and showered her face with a pecking pot.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." soos Salman kissed Safia's lips and clasped her again.

Safia did not reply, she simply nodded and hugged Salman back.

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"Bring up, don't get sick!" Safia picked up a change of clothes in the closet and thrust it into Salman's hands.

"Safia, am I dreaming?" salman asked confusedly, he could not believe this completely.

Suddenly he could set foot again in the room that used to be his and there was only him and Safia there.

"No, this is not a dream." Safia replied shaking her head.

"Safia..."

"Here, take a shower!" Safia pushed Salman's arm closer to the bathroom door.

"Yes yes, I took a shower." nodded Salman then opened the door and closed it again after disappearing from Safia's sight.

Safia was stunned for a moment, the corner of her lips moved to form a thin smile. Whether this choice was true or not, Safia did not want to think about it. He has to fight ego for Saka's happiness.

Enough of him who lost the affection of both parents when they still need them. Safia did not want Saka to experience the same.

Then Safia left the room and went into Saka's room. Safia entered the bathroom and quickly cleaned herself up after the rain with Salman.

After Safia put on her clothes, she went back outside and went down to the first floor. Safia entered the kitchen and made tea for Salman.

Tok Tok Tok...

"Just enter!" salman from inside.

Safia pushed the door slowly and then stepped over to the sofa. "Here, drink to keep your body warm!" safia said to Salman who was tidying his hair in front of the mirror.

Safia put the cup she brought on the table. As he turned around, Salman suddenly hugged him tightly from behind. "Where are you going?" salman's hiss is right in Safia's ear.

Safia shrugged her shoulders, Salman's warm breath making her body crumble. "I'm going back to Saka's room." Safia replied in a quivering voice, it felt very awkward to be in the arms of her son's father.

"Here you go, accompany me!" pinta Salman then kissed Safia's shoulder with tenderness.

Safia was suddenly fixated with her eyes wide open, her heart racing like a marathon.

"But, Mas. We're-"

"I miss you so much, Safia. Let me let go of this longing for you, I just want to hug you." sighed Salman with hunting breath.

Safia breathed in as much air as she could and turned around and pecked at Salman's soft bead.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not strong." Salman pulled Safia's waist, the chest of the two touching each other.

"Although seven years have passed, you have not changed one bit. You are getting more beautiful even though you are a mother. Stupidly I've wasted a woman like you." murmured Salman with dimmed eyes, his beads rolling looking at Safia's eyes, nose, cheeks and lips.

Safia gasps when unable to avoid Salman's unusual gaze. "Why do you look so old? Have you been unhappy all this time?" tanya Safia was curious.

"Hehe... I don't know how to be happy anymore. My life is over since I decided to leave the woman I love so much." - Salman.

"Lying, you never love me, you only love yourself." Safia said.

"Yes, you're right. I just love myself, I'm so mean." Salman nods.

"Hm... You're so mean." Safia clasped her feet and grabbed Salman's nape.

"I hate you, I hate you so much." Safia hugged Salman's nape tightly and cried on her ex-husband's chest.

"Yes, I know that." nodded Salman then held Safia very tightly.

Salman doesn't know what else to say. All he knew, he deeply regretted all his bad treatment in the past.

"I'm sorry, I'm late to realize how I feel about you. When I tried to fix it, I realized it was no longer possible. I saw a great hatred in your eyes, which is why I chose to leave. I'm afraid to make you suffer even more if you just stay near me." without tears Salman just freefall.

"It's not your fault entirely. I was wrong too, I was too stubborn." sobbed Safia as he pleased.

"Hehe... You finally admit it too." Salman chuckled even though his tears kept flowing.

"Here you go, let me go! Drink the tea first, get cold!"

Safia pushed Salman's arm until their arms came off and took the cup of tea on the table and thrust it into Salman's hand.

"You used to drink!" pinta Salman made a smile.

"I made it for you, why should-"

"Drink!" salman pressed the cup closer to Safia's lips.

Inevitably Safia was forced to sip the tea and return to thrust it into the hands of Salman.

Salman took over the cup and gulped it down right at the mouth of Safia's lip-cup.

"What the hell?" moaning Safia blushed in shame.

"Sweet, sweet" said Salman to comment on the cheeky smile.

Safia gave a smile and walked past Salman. But his move was again detained by Salman.

"Here you go, sleep with me!" pinta Salman gripped Safia's wrist slowly.

"Don't be crazy, Mum. We're-"

"Just sleep, Safia. There will be no more." Salman said with a clear face.

"But, Mas-"

"Please..." Salman pulled Safia's hand and took her to the bed.

"Mas, I-I"

"Ssttt..."

After Safia lay down, Salman lay down beside her.

"Hug me!" pinta Salman stretched out her arms, giving Safia access to make her arms cushion.

"Mas, this-"

Safia fell silent as Salman pulled her closer and held Safia tightly to her chest. "Sleep!"

Salman rubbed Safia's head and kissed her for a long time.

"Thank you for still keeping that feeling for me." Salman murmured and closed his eyes slowly.

Not saying how happy Salman is at the moment, he just wants to hug Safia to release the longing that he has been alone.