The Untouched Heart

Chapter 127 - The Price of Our Love

The amount that Mama offered was no joke. I could've taken it, then used that kind of money to win Hendra's heart back. But I don't just want to put a price on myself. I won't put a price on Hendra's love for me.

He was far too valuable than any amount of money in this world. I don't want to take it off again for a moment. I refused both of my mother's offers. He looked at me in silence. I know something's raging in his head. Mama was thinking about what else she could offer to shake my stance.

“You won't let go after hearing that number. You must have thought that you could earn more than I offer if you remained his wife. Right, ‘kan?” Mama laughed a little. “Syny woman. I'm sorry I treated you like my own daughter. You're replying to me in this dirty way.

“After you smear our family's good name by sleeping with another man, you can still hold my son tightly until he does not want to be separated from you. What magic do you use? But let's see how long you'll hold on to that plain, full-blown attitude of your code. I hope you will be severely punished by God for ruining my son's life.

“I pray that you will be rewarded for your crime of separating mother from her child. If that's the only way to make you let go of your grip on my son, then I'll use all my time to curse you and your children.”

“Tante! Enough.” My body is shaking violently. “Yes, I'm a dirty and despicable woman. I am not at all like Aunt who has never done anything wrong and sin. But enough to curse me. Not my kids. They didn't do anything wrong to Auntie. Curse me as much as Auntie. I die too willingly. Please, not my children.” Mama grunted softly.

“Hopefully I live long. I want to see you suffer as much as I do, when your children are taken from you by their partners who throw dirt on your face. When that happens, remember the pain. The same thing you have incised in my chest.” Mama took the paper on the table and put it in her bag.

“Hendra will definitely leave you after he knows that Nora is much better than you. No man can survive a woman full of falsehoods. One day your mask will be exposed as well. I will be there to heal my son you hurt again. When that happens, he won't come back to you.” She stood up and left without looking back.

If it wasn't for the children here, I would have cried like a person who lost his mind. So sinful was I that I deserved the curse of my own mother-in-law? I really didn't mean to hurt her or separate her from her son. We want to improve our relationship with them.

I know that sleeping with a man who is not my husband is a sin, but am I inexcusable? Is my sin so great that I do not deserve a second chance and improve? I didn't hang out with any men after that incident.

“Ma, I'm going to the toilet.” Hadi shook my hand to break my daydream.

“Ah, yes, dear.” I look around us. We were still at the cafe. “A minute, yes.”

I tidied up Dira's appearance, took out a few pieces of money, then carried her. After holding the bag to the shoulder, I held Hadi's hand. I paid our bills at the cashier, then headed to the toilet at the back of the cafe.

After helping Hadi, Dira also wants to urinate. There were only the three of us, so we could relax and not rush. Children play with water when washing their hands. Neither Hadi nor Dira cared about my ban. I kissed Dira with anxiety who even laughed to see her cute dress wet because of her actions.

I had to change her clothes before I came out of the toilet. Drama that often happens when we use public toilets. I kissed her and Hadi until they laughed happily when they came out of the cafe. My steps stopped to see the car in front of us.

“Liando,” I said as I looked into the parking lot.

“I've asked him to go home first.” He's still waiting. I followed and sat down next to Hadi.

Kafin drove the car away from the cafe after Hendra sat down and closed the door. Not yet home from work, so the traffic atmosphere is not crowded. Hadi and Dira talked during the trip, preventing me from sinking into my own thoughts. I'm so grateful for that.

Yuyun looked after Hadi and Dira after we bathed them. Hendra was taking a shower when I went into the room. How did he know where I was? Has he been there a long time waiting for me and the kids? Is he secretly paying people to follow me wherever I go? Or Liando reporting to him?

“Mandilah.” Hendra came out of the bathroom, then walked towards the clothes room. I comply. I took advantage of the opportunity to be in the room alone by crying as much as possible. I'm actually tired of this. I want to forgive myself and hope the people closest to me will too. I'm tired of having to talk about the past again.

Hendra was sitting on the edge of the bed when I came out of the bathroom. I dressed before sitting by her side. He held my hand that was on my lap. Without saying anything, he just kissed my temple. My tears are pushing out again.

“Why did you meet Mama?” ask Hendra slowly. I sobbed. Oh, dearGod. The words did not stop ringing in my head. Every sentence that Mama and the kids spoke to me. “I told you, now is not the time. You should have refused, Za.”

How can I refuse it? Although a little, I hope that we will be able to talk carefully about the misunderstandings between us. I misread the situation. “I'm sorry.” I bow my head.

“Am I not enough for you? Should you get love from them too?” tanyakanya. His family is my family too. I want us to be together like we were before. Before everything was destroyed by the incident that night.

“Please, don't upset me anymore. I know I was wrong. I won't do it again,” my door. He sighed softly. I felt his hand on my face, then his other hand wrapped around my shoulder. He took me into his arms.

I am truly sorry that I hurt my husband. If only I could repeat time, I would not allow that to happen. I will not let Aldo take advantage of my fragile and confused condition. But I can't go back in time.

“For the next few days, you should focus on preparing Dira's birthday event. I want her to get the same attention as her sister. Then don't forget to pack, we'll go on vacation on Monday.” That last sentence drove away my sadness. I raised my face so I could look at him.

“Where are we going on vacation?” askaku expectantly. She laughs.

“Reclaration.”