The Untouched Heart
Chapter 128 - Stop Tagging
“What did Mama say when you spoke earlier?”
I just told her about what Mama had offered me to leave her. I didn't mention his curse words. Let it be a secret between me and Mama. I am a mother, I understand a little bit of her desperation to protect her son from the woman he considers a bad person.
“Why don't you just take it? Take all that, then go home with being a rich woman. Mama will never be able to humiliate you again. If you intend to leave me, I can chase after you and hold you back in this house. Beres.” He shrugged both of his shoulders in a relaxed manner. I said my mouth couldn't believe it.
“You'd rather I sell myself that cheap? Do you think my feelings for you can be measured by money? So?” my protest.
“You are why it is so easily offended? I was just kidding.” He tightened his embrace. “Then, I will move this house on your behalf. Both cars are yours and already in your name, why did Mama put them on her bid list? I can't give you a share of twenty percent because that's mine. But if you want to be Papa's representative, I will gladly give it to you.”
“Are you afraid that I will actually accept Mama's offer and leave you for money?” manya suspect.
“I'm afraid of losing you, baby. Not that I don't trust you. I told you, I have a lot of rivals out there.”
“I just love you. I don't care about the others.” I framed his face with both hands. “Although your lips are too thick, your nose is too big, your eyes are narrow ...”
“Yang is right.” He cut my sentence by silencing my mouth with his lips. I laughed and didn't fight back when he kissed me.
Dira was very happy when that afternoon I showed her a white princess dress, complete with a cane and tiara. He immediately ran to see his father to show his new clothes. Hendra and Hadi were already waiting downstairs with Ara. The children we invite will dress like princes and princesses, so will Hadi and Dira.
My son looks very handsome in his black suit. He and his sister look very good. They immediately ran towards the garden, where a miniature palace had stood and various games had been ready to be used. Swings, slides, seesaws, even trampolines.
In order for her not to be jealous, Ara also wore a princess dress specifically for puppies. He was very happy with the clothes and did not care at all. The guests began to arrive. The show's performers are ready for their duties. There are puppet players who are ready for storytelling, magicians, singers, even a teacher who will teach simple drawing techniques to children.
A variety of cakes, fruit, drinks, and ice cream are available. Children are free to enjoy whatever they want. We can only hope that their parents keep an eye on how many servings their respective children are consuming.
“Congratulations, Hendra. You managed to win from your former secretary's demands.” Giovanni patted my husband on the shoulder. “What gossip is true? That woman loves you?”
“Why did you even discuss it in front of his wife?” Darla hits her husband's chest softly. Giovanni laughing.
“It's okay, Darla,” I said mediate. “Yes, the gossip is true, Giovanni.” My best friend's husband took a surprised breath. We women just laughed.
“You're not surprised?” giovanni asked his wife.
“What else is the excuse of a female employee who insists on staying at work for her own boss?” said Darla sarcas. “Zahara who had separated from him alone could not stop loving him, let alone the woman who had worked for him for so many years?”
“That's the main reason I hired a male secretary, Hendra. You need to recruit a new secretary before the young woman falls in love with you,” Edu said.
“Do you forget that there are also men who like the same kind, Edu?” asked Hendra to tease her. Edu's face instantly paled as well. We laughed to see it. “Every choice has its risks. I entrusted the HR division to choose my secretary. If he also acts, just fire him. I don't want to bother myself for trivialities.”
Dira's short birthday celebration is over, so we can gather together while watching the children play. Zach is not far from his son, while Rasmi has several times to go to the bathroom. Her nausea is severe.
Every now and then I look towards the front door, preparing if an uninvited person comes along and tries to make a mess. But until one by one the guests came home, he did not appear as I was worried.
“If you were worried Dicky would come and bother you again, don't worry. My husband has spoken to her,” whispered Qiana. The husbands are no longer with us, so the four of us can talk freely.
“You already have two children, but you are getting beautiful, your body is good, you are young, and your attitude is also good. First of all, you are a rich widow. It's only natural that many men fall in love with you,” Lindsey said.
“I am not a faithful wife. If they knew that, they would definitely not be interested in me anymore,” I said confidently. They laugh amusedly.
“Zahara, what time are you living in? If they know that you have slept with another man in your marriage, they are more challenged to conquer you. I am the proof. And you can ask Claudia too.” Lindsey brought her face closer to us. “Do not misunderstand. I'm not proud of the affair I did.”
“I won't do it again. The first thing I did was not be fully conscious. I was really scared if the timing wasn't right.” My heart beats faster every time I think about it.
“Timing?” ask Darla.
“I was already positively pregnant when I made that mistake. Had I been pregnant afterwards, I wouldn't have been able to prevent the scandal from happening.” I sighed loudly.
“Zahara, once again. What time are you living in? Father and son issues are trivial. Just doing a DNA test. Beres.” Lindsey snapped her fingers.
“And when the results show that Hendra is not his father?” ask Darla and Qiana simultaneously.
“Already, you do not add to the meaningless worries experienced by our little friend.” Lindsey scolded Darla and Qiana. “It was enough. Our problems are many, no need to be added to thinking about things that will never happen.”
“Tumben you're wise,” god Qiana. We laughed a little at it. “Normally it's part Darla.”
“Taking care of and raising a grandchild in old age will make you so too.” Lindsey sighed softly. His face turned sad. “I stopped supposing unimportant things.” We simultaneously touched his hand, to give him strength.
When the funeral of her daughter and daughter-in-law was over, Lindsey did not stop regretting the events of the day. He always said the same sentence, if they had left five minutes longer, had they had lunch first, had they been shopping longer, and the list had continued to grow. Two years he spent mourning.
He's correct. It is also time for me to stop telling. All of that won't change anything. I'm grateful Hadi is Hendra's son. He grew up to be the boy who made me so proud of him. I need to stop worrying about the past.
We cleaned the house together after the guests came home. I don't forbid kids from playing with Ara around the house. At least they don't bother us at work. My family and best friends came back after the house was clean. The ones that still work are the tent owners and any kind of games we rent. Abdi and Liando watched over them so that no one would break into the house. I'm not worried about having our belongings stolen. I'm more worried about having kids kidnapped.
After dinner, Hadi and Dira are sleepy. They were exhausted after an entire afternoon and that afternoon did not stop playing with their friends. I'm sleepy too. I even almost fell asleep while sitting for a while on the edge of my daughter's bed. I smiled to see her happy face. She would have loved to have her birthday celebrated with the other kids.
I yawned wide as I walked towards our room. Hendra hasn't come to kiss Dira yet. It seems like she still takes care of Hadi in her room. I decided not to wait. I yawned once more as I lowered the knob and opened the door. My sleepy eyes, looking carefully at the sight before me. Then my sleepiness just vanished recognizing what I saw on the bed.
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...~Author's Note~...
Yup! It's Monday again. Each account gets a free red ticket. Hehe .... If you have no other reading you want to vote for, just throw it here, yes. Ehem. #tersipu_shame
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Greetings dear, dear,
Meina H's.
