Chasing Love Husband Cold
Dahlia Be

Madam, the woman who once claimed to be your mother is back. He shouted, continued to force to enter even though Mamang had forbidden.

A line of messages received by Dilara from one of the servants in charge of looking after her sisters, instantly made the woman sigh deeply. His mother came back and did it.

Dilara thought hard, presumably from where the Mother could know the residence of her sisters. While their move from the village to a house given by Hary, unknown to anyone.

"Mother, what is she coming for. Then the man, where did he go?." Dilara saw his mother come alone, in contrast to a few years ago who chose to go with a man who was much younger than him.

"Is it possible for the man to leave until mother chooses to return?." Dilara closed her eyes. The appearance of the mother in fact creates new problems for him.

After Hary left, Lara thought that she could rest and be free for a moment from her problems. In fact no, the emergence of the mother made him have to quickly come to clean up. Ah, of course not to clean up but rather need to invite the woman to talk.

Along with the private driver, Dilara headed for the residence of her sisters. Along the way, Dilara asked in her heart why her mother had revealed her nose after years of leaving her six children without news.

Dilara still considers Dahlia as Mother, only for now Dilara is still reluctant to meet let alone accept the presence of women who used to deliberately throw herself and her sisters without mercy. For a mother, she would not have the heart to leave her children hungry for years. Shortness of chest when Dilara remembers all. Why his mother came when he was living properly. Why not from the past when he and his brothers were starving and just feeling full from the mercy of people?.

Dilara refrained from crying. For what she wept over the woman who consciously abandoned her children.

"Mrs, we've arrived." The voice of the man in the steering wheel broke Lara's daydream. The woman looked out, sure enough she was already in front of the gate where her sisters lived.

"Open the door."

Dilara sighed. Such a familiar voice greeted the senses of the listener. So loud was Dahlia's cry that it sounded into the car whose engine was still on.

Not wanting to linger, the beautiful woman dressed in all pink opened the car door and immediately approached the woman who lately often makes trouble in front of the gate of the house.

"No need to shout, you can disturb the surrounding population if you continue to troublemaker."

Dahlia, the woman was shocked. His shout came to a halt and immediately put a look of pity on the princess.

"Billara, it's Mom, son. Why does this Guardian always forbid Mom to enter. I miss you, I want to see your sisters." Dahlia. He rubbed the tears with his palm.

Dilara. This is the face of his mother, asking for mercy when ignored.

"Sister does not exist. If there were, they wouldn't have recognized Mom."

Dahlia's crying is getting louder. Still outside the fence, the security guard who was on standby at the inner gate could only stare at Lara and Dahlia in silence.

"We need to talk, but not here. Come on, come with me." Dilara swung a step, inevitably Dahlia also followed. Not far from the residence Dara, looks a garden in the middle of the housing. Dilara wants to get her mother to talk there.

"Mother came alone" asked Lara after the two sat down on the garden chair. Dahlia looks faint.

"Dilara, please, don't do this. Forgive the mistakes of the old mother. Now, let's live together again. Gather, as before."

The mother's words again made Dilara laugh.

"What, gather like old times. Like how it used to be, who at the time Mom left us for the sake of being with the man who has now left Mom?." In addition to raising her voice, Dahlia was jolted.

"For that, I'm sorry son. Mother admitted wrong. Wrong for leaving you." Dahlia twisted the fingers interlocked on the lap. He did not think that his arrival was difficult to be accepted by his children, especially Dilara who is currently married to a rich man.

The woman saw that her first daughter was now experiencing drastic changes in face, skin and body shape. Dilara, the daughter she left behind was not as beautiful and clean as this. In the past, Dilara's body was thin with her body skin brownish typical of Asian women. While now, her daughter's face was so beautiful, her skin also looked white and fresh. Also the ideal body shape, not as straight as before.

"It's easy for Mom to say sorry, I never thought in the slightest how painful our lives were after Mom's departure. Not only did we lose Mom, we all almost lost it after a few days of not eating and just picking up leftover rice from the trash." The lady was really furious. Apologizing, it was so easy for the woman to talk. As for him and his brothers, lucky they are still alive today.

"The existence of Sena who was still breastfeeding could not resist the footsteps of Mother to go. Sena, who after her death can only drink water and starches that she can feel once a week." Breath Dilara hunt, Ah it feels really sad when remembering the difficult times. "But now I don't have to worry. We've been a good mother. There is no shortage of food and a comfortable place to live. Sena is too. He's grown healthy. Beautiful smart like other kids. We're used to living without Mom, we don't bleach Mom. Therefore, please, you do not need to show up and disturb our lives. Mother, please go far. Looking for happiness on your own like you did." Dilara got up, leaving the mother who was still sitting with her head down. It is enough, at this time he liberates the mother from all responsibilities and rights to her children.

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From the deepest heart Dilara did not enter to hurt his mother. Cussing and giving him spicy words. But it was like representing his entire heart after being abandoned for years without any news let alone a living.

The six of them grew out of the compassion of others. Countless times they ate stale food found in garbage or on the streets.

Dilara that can be said young when abandoned by his mother, often get unpleasant treatment from the men around him. The girl was often harassed, forcibly hugged and even nearly vilified. Dilara can only cry, for him there is absolutely no friend complaining or just sharing complaints.

The world is cruel to Dilara's life.

The vehicle, driven by a driver, was driving down the road home. Dilara chose to close her eyes. Just to rest and forget about his meeting with Dahlia a few minutes ago.

Dahlia. His body almost fell when the driver suddenly stopped the vehicle. But why is it also heard a loud enough sound like a collision.

"Madam" called the driver in a quivering voice.

"What's up?." Seeing the face of the rider's anxiety, Dilara began to fret.

"It looks like our car hit another driver, madam."

"What!." Dilara gulps. He's starting to get scared. Beyond the glass, people began to swarm on the scene.

Tbc.