Traitorous Love

Chapter 39 There is a rainbow after the rain

Samara POV.

I shed tears, looking at my three sleeping children. And now the three of them did not ask about his father anymore.

"You crying son?" ask my mother, who went into my room and the children.

I immediately wiped my tears, before answering a question from mother.

"I.." I immediately hugged my mother and couldn't say. If I am very sad and disappointed with the actions of Mas Syaka and his mother. And it all affects my three children, who will lose the figure of a father in the lives of the three of them.

Mother returned my embrace and then rubbed my back slowly. Not long after, my mother let go of my embrace.

"Mom sure, you can get through this. You don't feel alone, there's a mother and a father." Mother wiped my tears.

"Yes Ma'am," I said.

I am thankful that I can get together with my family. After the departure of me and the children, who left the house of the gift of my late father-in-law.

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Flashbacks.

I decided to approach Mas Syaka and Chelsea who were in the car, before approaching my three children who were already in the taxi car.

But the speech from Chelsea made me, smiling mocking and shaking my head. How not to make me shake my head? Chelsea said I was still bothering her husband. The one who was clearly disturbing was him, not me.

I came to Mas Syaka, with the aim of reminding her of her responsibility to her three children. But I don't think it will be done by Mas Syaka.

After I finished talking to Mas Syaka and Chelsea, I rushed to see the children who were already in the taxi I booked online.

"That mother dad got into the sister's car?" ask Candra.

"Yes" I replied briefly.

"Sir we go to the hotel now!" I sent the taxi driver online. To leave the house full of memories.

"Okay, ma'am" said the taxi driver who immediately started the engine of his car, and went to a hotel. Cause me and the kids are gonna go stay over there, for a while.

Arriving at the hotel I immediately invite the children into the hotel room. Because the rain outside is still very heavy. Maybe that's the picture of the grief of my three children, if they find out about the divorce of both parents.

I still can't tell it all to my three children, when do I dare to tell it all? But it's clear! For now, I really can't tell all of that to my three children.

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Next day.

When I picked up the kids from school, I saw Candra and Kirana coming towards me crying.

"Darling, what are you two doing?" I was curious about Candra and Kirana's sadness.

"So why are you sad?" Arsya also asked her two brothers, who had just come out of her class crying.

"Mother, is that sister the father's wife as well?" kirana said with tears.

Degh's! Where did the two of them know it all?

"Mom Samara, forgive Sindi yah." Neti who is Sindi's mother came to me apologizing.

I also scrunched my forehead. Because I did not know the arrival of Mama Sindi, who came to apologize immediately.

"meaning?"

I breathe heavily. Maybe it's time, my three children should know about the problems that occur with both parents.

"It's okay" I said, forcing a smile. So that Neti does not feel guilty, with all that has happened. And it should be, this should all be known by my children.

"One more time I'm sorry Samara, ma'am" said Sindi, before leaving me and the children.

I only replied to the words of his mother Sindi, with a head bow.

"Mother, is it true that you married again?" ask Candra.

"Later mama explained everything. Now we go home yuk," take me to my children.

"Go back to the hotel again Bun?" Kirana stopped my footsteps, who were about to get on the bike. Because the question is.

"Dear, my mother's clothes and you're still there. Come on up," I told my three children to get on the bike immediately, and after my three children had climbed on the bike. I immediately left school and went to the hotel.

Arriving at the hotel.

Before the children and I entered the hotel room, I invited my three children to lunch at a restaurant in this hotel.

As the children and I were waiting for food to come, I overheard a conversation between a couple, who were looking for a rented house.

"It looks like if the house was rented, for sure! Mas Syaka won't ask for the share of the money from the sale of the house, "my mind gets the idea. To contract the house, on a married couple who are looking for a rented house.

Before going to them both, I asked my three children for permission first. Because I want to meet the two of them, who are not far from the seat me and the children.

"Excuse me Ma'am, Mas." said I who came to them both.

"What's wrong with you?" tanyakanya.

"I'm sorry, I heard the talk of Ma'am and Mas, who were looking for a rented house. Is true?" I answered while asking them both.

"It's true Ma'am" he said.

"What if Mbak and Mas contract in my house only," I offer the house a gift from my late father-in-law. To be rented to both of them, because I don't want to live in that house anymore. So I better just rent the house, and the money from the proceeds of contracting the house I can use for my business capital.

The rain that fell so hard yesterday, brought forth a rainbow that graced my heart today. How not to make my heart happy? Because of the daffodils that are welcomed by water. Alia and her husband want to sign at my house. Even the two of them, directly pay the rent for a year.

I have to think realistically. Because I really need money, for the survival of my life and the children. Because of Mas Syaka, it seems that he will not give money to his three children.

Before Alia and her husband would stay in my house, I took all the things inside the house first.

I also decided to sell all of those things. Because I don't want to use those things anymore either, so I'd better sell them and buy new ones.

I am not ceaselessly grateful. Because with that money, I can take my three children out of this city. And live life without having to meet his family Mas Syaka.

Flashback.

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Which makes me sad and disappointed in Mas Syaka and his family, they all really do not care anymore with my three children, and in the mind Mas Syaka just want to get his property back.

Because I got word from Alia and her husband. If Mas Syaka comes to the house, and it looks like it's coming! Wanted to take the certificate of his new home which is now mine.

I also did not get out of thought with his thoughts Mas Syaka, who was full of confidence and shameless. Mas Syaka dared to ask for money to rent the house to Alia and her husband.

Since the notice from Alia and her husband, I've made sure! If they would all search for my whereabouts and go to my hometown.

Luckily, I took my parents away from the village and invited them to live with me in Surabaya.