Chapter 44: Chapter 44

"Mommy!"

I turned to the door. I laughed when I saw Esan carrying another toy. He always jokes with me like this when we are at home. After she placed the toy next to the children, I guided her out to the kitchen to make coffee. We didn’t go home together because ‘he didn’t come in. He allegedly took care of something. I have worked with him since my twin was two years old.

I brewed two coffees for each of us.

"I have news about Jayar ..."

I stopped sipping and looked at him. "Please don't want to hear his name again."

He nodded and apologized. I asked him before that no matter what happens, I hope the young man does not know that he has a child with me. It's enough that once they kidnapped Jai from me. They don’t have a heart and that’s how I think of Jayar.

We live in a subdivision with Mela that is owned by Esan’s family. He had a kind family background and considered me family. Her parents really wanted us to live in their house but I refused. So embarrassing.

After we drank coffee, he ate dinner here and helped me prepare it. Occasionally here he sleeps at home but he is in the other room. No malice. The two of us are considered best friends even though I notice in the corner of my eye that until now, Esan still loves me. But I can’t meet her love. My heart was closed and the pain that came out of it remained fresh. Only time knows how long it will heal and be ready to receive new love again.

That night, I stood beside two children. In their room I slept and hugged the two. In my heart, I really miss my son Jai but that's all.

JAYAR’S P.O.V.

I recognized shots of the brandy my three brothers and I were drinking at a bar but I still hadn't been struck by the spirit of alcohol. The three of us were together because we were both off duty.

“You're getting drunk again bro. It's easy!" Brother Bren tapped me on the shoulder.

“Until now, have you still not forgotten the woman you loved in the Philippines? Bro, you are married, ”Ermel said immediately.

I took a deep breath and reached for a bottle of brandy. I swallowed it straight away and almost dropped it. "Damn!" I couldn't help but close my eyes and cry.

Until now nothing has changed. I still love Kiera but it was overshadowed by anger and ego. I made the wrong decision to move away that day and return to the States with the child. I was so wrong. It was as if I had made my own knife and stabbed myself in the heart. I felt a lot of suffering but I tried to keep in mind that we were not really for each other, that she was not the woman for me because it was the time that rejected us.

But the truth is, I refused. I gave up. I shouldn’t have exercised those moments with my treacherous pride. I should have exercised my heart. I should have exercised my love for Kiera but out of anger and jealousy, my love was overshadowed. That was replaced by hatred and fury. I was wrong but I can't change what happened. I have hurt so much the woman I still love. I kept the child away from him even though I knew I would hurt him badly. I left him like a rag that has been used and now I am the one who suffers the most.

“Jay if you really love him, fight back. Ask for forgiveness and let him know how much remorse you have done in your life. Win her back bro if that’s make you happy. You are always like that, your future is only wine. You can't take care of your jobs anymore. ”

"They're married to Chilsea, brother."

"Wedding on paper Ermel."

"Let's not talk about that bro. Just help me get drunk tonight, ”I replied sweetly and swallowed the rest of the brandy again.

The two of them just shook hands and agreed with what I wanted to happen.

"Daddy did you drink?" Jai opened up to me when I got home.

He knew Ermel was his father but he still considered me Daddy. Which always reminds me of a girl.

“I am with Daddy Ermel and your Uncle Brent, son. Why haven’t you slept yet? ” I will ask.

He looked at me sadly and hugged me. “Mommy scolded me. I was a naughty child. He doesn't want to let me into my room so I'm waiting for you here in the living room. ”

I gasped and bowed to him. The magnitude of my guilt to this child but here he is, I continue to be loved.

“Let's go to sleep, Jai. Let’s go to your room. ”

He smiled and immediately agreed. "Dad?"

I looked at him. He hugged me as we stood side by side.

“I always see a woman in the paI dreamed. She calls me baby. He was crying and he said he misses me so much. ”

My fist clenched and I looked at the kesame. After Jai woke up since the accident, he developed partial amnesia. Where, half of his memory is gone and one is his happy memory of his mother who is considered Kiera.

“Someday you will know that too Jai. The woman you always see in your dreams is an important person in our lives. ”

"Where is he now?"

“The Philippines. Let's go to sleep, Jai. ”

He nodded and immediately closed his eyes. As I remained staring at the kesame. What my older brother said echoed in my mind. Win her back.

Win her back? Will Kiera still love me after all the pain I gave her? But God knows how stupid I am on my decision. I'm going to regret it and I want to see him again. Four years of enslavement of anger and pride is enough. I can no longer deceive myself, it will drive me crazy if I don't see him. I will also return to the Philippines tomorrow.

Esan is the first one I go to and maybe he can help me find Kiera. I once asked him if the girl was still working with him but he said he had no news. He said he left and walked away. That I do not believe. I know he knows something.

KIERA’S P.O.V

I was halfway through my business proposal when the office door suddenly opened. I am now a manager and have my own secretary.

"Coffee?"

I smiled when I saw Esan. I found out he was the owner of the company but his foot remained down. I nodded and stood up. "I think we'll have coffee in the morning." I laughed as I approached him.

"So we can run out early," he joked.

I shrugged and pulled him out. This is how we always are together. We were rumored to be live-in partners but I just laughed at that. We’re friends and that’s all we call a young man.

We headed to Esan’s elevator and were laughing. Seems like no problem and traversed. But suddenly the laughter I let out at his jokes disappeared when I saw the person I didn't want to see again.

"Kiera?"

Our eyes met. God! I will never forget the pain this man did to none other than Jayar. I looked back and clung to Esan's arm. "Let's go?" I smiled sweetly and pulled the young man away. We passed him and left.

I CANNOT drink the glass filled with brewed coffee. I just stared at it and watched the dark liquid there. I bit my lower lip. All the pain caused by Jayar is coming back. It's like my heart is pounding. I want to slap him for the anger and pain he experienced and made me feel. He has no right to appear.

I forgot about him. I also don't want to hear his name and see his face. It was enough that once he made me look nothing.

"Kiera ..." Esan held one of my hands on the table. "Are you okay?"

I looked up and nodded. "Esan ..."

"Do you have something to say?"

I was out of breath. "Nothing." I smiled and tried to erase from my mind the meeting with the young man.

JAYAR’S P.O.V.

I can't believe I'll see Kiera again so easily. There is still the ‘I will never forget my heartbeat when he is in front of me. Nothing has changed, I still love him. I was happy and I saw him. I wanted to hug him but I had no right to do so. The pity I felt was replaced by pain. They passed Esan and me and seemed to ‘don’t know me.

I understand him. I know he hates me but I am determined to take his heart. I am determined to correct my mistake this time. I don't want to fight with myself anymore. I love this woman and I will do everything to bring her love back. I took a deep breath and looked in the other direction. It hurt me to see my cousin together again. This is exactly how I used to feel jealous when I saw them together.

I saw Esan hold out his hand and I wanted to take it back. I am the only one who has the right to hold his hand. She’s mine!

AFTERNOON, I quickly followed them both home at once. I just want to know where he lives so I know where he can go.

I hit the steering wheel of my car when from here, I saw Kiera and Esan get off. As soon as the door of the house opened, two children greeted the two of them and loaded up.

I stared at them. The pain when I felt like I was married and had two children. I didn’t realize my tears were dripping. I never thought it would affect me like this now that mI know that my cousin already owns the woman I left on the air.

“Damn! Damn it! ” I rubbed my face and quickly walked away from that place.

KIERA’S P.O.V

Sadly that night I watched my twin growl. It's nice to see them playing. If Jai was here, the three of them would probably be playing now. I gently wiped the tears from my eyes.

"Mommy why are you crying?" Erson stopped for a moment and looked at me.

"Maybe the teeth hurt," Jaysan added immediately.

They quickly approached me and caressed my face. “Don’t cry Mommy. Jaysan and I will pull that off. ”

I laughed at their cuteness. Who would have thought I would have such a cute twin.

“Oh no. Mommy will be hurt if we do that, ”Jaysan refused.

"It's okay for me to draw." Erson smiled.

I hugged them both and gave each other a kiss. My luck is really with my twin. Tomorrow I will visit them because I have a day off. I hope Jayar and I don't cross paths again. I hope so… But heaven didn't hear my request when I opened the door the next day and Jayar's sad look startled me in front of me.

I quickly closed the door again but he blocked it with his body. I could do nothing but let him in.

“Get out of here Jayar. Please don’t mess with my life! ” I promise angrily.

"We need to talk Kiera," his eyes pleaded. I also noticed that he seemed to have no sleep. His eyebag is big. Her face is sad, her hair is messy and this is still the dress she was wearing yesterday.

I averted my eyes. I don't want to stare at him and maybe my heart will betray me again. “We don't have anything to talk about anymore. Get out!"

“I didn't come here to harass you. I know you are happy with Esan and you have a family. But I’m here to ask forgiveness. Forgive me Kiera. Forgive me."

I bit my lower lip hard. Excuse me? He apologizes after four years? Is this the only thing he went to the Philippines again to ask for my forgiveness? There was still a conscience left in his dark heart. Then when he did he thought everything was so easy for me.

“There is no room in my heart to forgive you! So you left. Out! Get out! ” it came out of my mouth when I looked him in the eye. I pointed to the door to indicate that I didn’t care about a Montevidad like him.

I am no longer the former Kiera slave to love. This is me, Kiera who learned a lot when she left and became brave. Even if I forgive him, he will not be able to take back the four years he took the child away from me. He can’t bring back ‘those times and times when so much sadness and pain I felt.

Two tears welled up in his eyes as he stared at me. He did not speak. Then my two children came out and hugged me. I felt scared and nervous but I didn't notice. I will claim this son of Esan and me and maybe he will take my son again. We would definitely kill each other when he did that.

"Erson, Jaysan, go to Ate Mela." I turned to the twins. The two nodded quickly and ran to Mela in the kitchen.

I turned to look at him. I saw that he was stunned and looked at the two children. "They are Esan's children so don't assume they are your children."

He looked at me. I could see in his eyes the pain that was hidden there. “C-congratulations both of you Esan. I’m sorry again. ” And he left seemingly defeated.

I gently wiped the tears from my eyes as he closed the door. God! Why did time allow us to meet again? I don’t know if I should be happy.

Two weeks ago. Jayar did not bother me. Though we are meeting with the company during this week where he is one of the investors. I saw the pain behind his eyes everytime we applied our gaze. When Esan and I were together, I noticed that his appearance darkened. He no longer owns me and he has no right to me.

“You still love him, don’t you?”

I looked up at Esan's question. "Mahal?" I burst out laughing. "To my son who poured that word Esan."

He just gasped and looked at me sadly. He seemed to want to say something but he chose to remain silent and respect how I feel now.