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"Mas, whose groceries is this? How much?" The lira saw several paper bags lying on top of the fur carpet in their room.
"Oh, that's for the same dear grandpa. That's a little bit edgy, for mom. Please love mom, yeah." Reza replied while patting softly the butt of Inas who had fallen asleep in bed.
Lira immediately opened the paper bag that Reza gave her. The lira was immediately dumbfounded upon seeing some very beautiful pairs of gamis.
"Mas, this is great." The lira rubbed the beautiful robe gently. The taste of haru was clearly drawn on his face. During his life, Lira had never had such a beautiful shirt at such an expensive price. Lira never dreamed of having good clothes because for Lira, being able to buy used clothes, she was very grateful.
Reza saw his wife smiling while looking at the robe he bought earlier, immediately released his embrace on his son's body and headed towards his wife who still continues to look at and wipe the robe in his hand.
"Dear, why? hmm?" Reza cupped Lira's face, gently wiping away the tears that suddenly flowed down Lira's face.
Lira hugged Reza's body and drowned her face in the chest of the field that belonged to her husband. Reza was astonished by his wife's sudden attitude and for the first time Lira hugged him without being asked.
"Darling by the way, what's up?"
"No papa, mas. Lira just mingled and felt overwhelmed. This is the first nice shirt Lira ever had. Thank you, yeah." Said Lira while tightly hugging Reza's body.
Reza's heart became filled when he heard his wife's words. Although Reza had heard the story from her in-laws, about how the Lira struggles to buy new clothes that can only be purchased once a year and the rest, Lira can only wear used clothes. However, still Reza felt tightness in his chest.
Reza's tears flowed from the corner of her eyes, enduring the pain in her heart. Reza could never imagine what it would be like to wear someone else's clothes. His needs are always met and even he lives with the abundance of possessions without fear of living a life of deprivation. His father, who is a businessman, certainly can meet the lifestyle of Reza which is quite luxurious.
"Yes, equally dear. Mas promise, will always be happy dear also dedek."
Reza kissed Lira very deeply and soulfully. Gently rubbed his wife's face which always displayed a warm smile. Reza feels grateful and lucky to have a wife who is so patient and has a heart that is so sincere. The simplicity and patience of the Lira are able to undermine the arrogance of a Mahardika Reza.
"Let's get your clothes on, baby."
"Yes, mas. Thanks again yes. Lira likes her clothes." Lira looked at Reza's face with a sincere smile.
"Honey deserves all that. Thank you for the kindness of love, I'm so devastated and more in love with my patient wife."
Reza again kissed the Lira's forehead so many times that Lira felt amused then Reza stopped her kiss.
"Since when did you become a champion?" Lira looked her face up so she could see the handsome face of her husband who was so charming.
"Since I had a wife who was kind and patient as a darling."
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After praying, Lira gets ready first while waiting for Reza to come home from the mosque. Lira chose to wear a dark tosca-flavored robe with gold embroidery on the waist, adding a luxurious impression to her robe. Lira polishes her face with thin and natural makeup, but still displays her natural beauty. The lira tidied up the cream pasmina hijab that covered her chest. The Lira looks so perfect.
Lira looked at her reflection in the mirror and smiled happily. For the first time ever, Lira can feel like she's been wearing beautiful clothes that she's never felt in her entire life.
Without Lira noticing, Reza looked at him from earlier. Reza approached Lira and hugged her from behind.
"Astaghfirullah, ma'am." Lira was startled as Reza's burly arms coiled tightly around her stomach.
"God, my wife is beautiful." Reza said as he placed his chin on the head of the Lira. Lira's tiny body makes Reza always feel anxious when hugging his wife's body.
Lira smiled, gently rubbing the back of Reza's hand that was coiled around her stomach.
"thank you. I'm also ready, let's not go home. Lira is ready for clothes."
"Yes dear." Reza kissed Lira's cheek and picked up the clothes Lira had prepared for her.
Reza is ready with a shirt that matches the Lira's robe. Combined with black cloth pants to make Reza look perfect and commensurate with the appearance of Lira. With a combed hairstyle but backwards, making Reza look younger than his age. Lira stole a glance at Reza's face, amazed to see the good looks of her husband's face. Reza realizes that Lira is stealing glances at him, making him smile.
"Why do you love seeing that mas kayak?" Reza asked with a wry smile.
"Eh, not papa mas." Lira replied with a face blushing with embarrassment. "Mas, the grandpa's still sleeping. How anyway? If left behind, fear of the cry of dedek." Lira gently rubbed the head of her son who had fallen asleep while hugging a medium-sized panda doll given by Reza.
"Udah, no papa. Let's send it to mom and mom. They don't mind." Reza answered while wearing his silver watch. "Come, baby. We're not long." Take Reza with Lira's hand.
The two of them approached their parents who were in the living room and asked their mothers for help to take care of Inas who was while they were away. Irma and Indah certainly do not mind when asked to keep Inas. They actually feel happy because they can take care of their adorable granddaughter.
"Later if dedek fussy, mama directly call you. So don't worry." Irma said when she saw the look on Lira's face that was still not calm to leave Inas asleep.
"Yes, ma. Then Reza and Lira go first. Assalamu'alaykum." Pamit Reza kissing the back of their parents' hands.
"Wa'alaykumussalam Warahmatullah." Reply Irma, Beautiful, and Martin together.
"Be careful, yeah." Irma.
Engraved a happy smile on her beautiful face upon seeing her daughter's happiness. Finally, after passing the test that was so chest tight and draining of tears, her daughter could feel the happiness she had dreamed of.
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Reza and Lira have arrived at the pre-ordered restaurant. Lira's face instantly turned in amazement upon seeing the luxurious restaurant. Reza just smiled looking at his wife's face. Reza got out of the car to open the door and reached out his hand to Lira and Lira accepted it with pleasure.
Lira hooked her hand to Reza's arm, but her eyes still kept looking at the restaurant.
"Darling, his eyes focused forward dong. What if it falls?" Reza's gentleness was soft when they were already at the door of the restaurant.
"Eh, yes, mas. Sorry."
"Yes, not papa. Come on, come in."
Reza took Lira into the private room at the restaurant. Reza pulls out a chair for Lira and Reza sits in front of Lira. Lira's eyes have not been separated from her admiration to see the luxury presented in the restaurant they visited. This is the third time the Lira has walked into a fancy restaurant and enjoyed the luxury inside.
Small candles and heart-shaped red rose petals decorate the room, adding a romantic impression to the halal couple.
Reza gently clasped Lira's hand on the table. Lira smiled gently at Reza, but her smile could not hide her great curiosity.
"It's a shame to be surprised because suddenly I brought you here, right?"
"Yes, what's the matter when the Lira comes here?"
"Mas will answer, but after we eat." Again Reza deliberately made the Lira more curious.
Lira only pouted at Reza's hanging answer without explanation. Reza called the waiters to immediately serve the food that had been ordered. Shortly thereafter a waiter came carrying a stroller filled with steak and lemon juice. Reza deliberately chose steak and lemon juice as a substitute for red wine for their romantic dinner.
Lira's face was suddenly confused when she saw the steak that had been served beautifully on the table without being accompanied by rice. The stomach will not be full without eating rice. Lira also does not know how to use a knife and fork simultaneously because indeed Lira has never eaten a steak.
"Mas, isn't this the name?" Tanya Lira innocently made Reza become laughing out loud when she saw the innocence of his wife.
"Haha...Sweetheart there was-there was. Steak ain't eaten with rice, baby." Clearly Reza was still laughing.
"Yes, where does Lira know. Also eat meat without rice, where full."
Reza cut the steak into small pieces and the steak was given to Lira. Reza deliberately swapped his plate with a Lira plate containing steak that is still intact so that Lira can immediately enjoy the dish without feeling the hassle of having to cut her steak first.
"Thank you, ma'am."
"Together, baby."
The lira was amazed as she chewed on her steak which was so soft and delicious. Reza just smiled watching the happiness his wife felt. It is easy to make his wife smile, only with something as simple as this can make his wife happy. They enjoy a romantic dinner in silence.
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