About the Heart

Unite Heart

The voice that is offering prayer is heard to the subconscious. Wake me up in a third of the night. When my eyes were softly lulled by the voice in prayer, my eyes were laid upon a very beautiful gaze. My husband is being solemn' by confiding in the Owner himself. Dating friendly, under the chant of prayer.

I kept looking at Dion without letting go of my smile until I realized he was looking at me too. Meeting her eyes and that genuine smile I returned an awkward smile. I felt ashamed, it turned out that he was more than I thought he was. The understanding and practice of his religion is indecipherable from his outward appearance which is always fashionable and fashionable. Not just wrapped in cocoa and similar attributes.

"Why see me that?" dion asked as he sat on the bed.

The answer to the question is a head. It's hard to say. Dion rubbed my hair. The smile that was engraved sweetly on her lips seemed to contrast with her shabby face last night. Is that the power of a third of the night? Turn tired into a face full of pleasure when in the face?

"I was too busy to ignore you today. Is there a story I can hear?"

My gaze that implied asking seemed to be read by Dion. With a smile that could not be separated from his lips, he rubbed my hair that was still in the power of his hand. Sigh a little before telling a story.

"Honey, every job must have risks, profits and losses. The wheels of effort will always happen. Everyone wants to make a profit but one day a loss is inevitable" explained Dion with a choice of sentences that are very pleasant to hear.

"Your project is a loss, honey?" many of you can read the implied sentence.

"Bad penalties, honey."

A penalty is a fine that must be paid if a project has a delay in completion according to the agreed deadline.

"Then?"

"There's a way out, honey. You take it easy, yes," Dion repeated his smile.

"Why should your face get tangled up once a night, Mom?" kulikku slowly.

"There is a financial statement. This month, I'm not so focused in the office, it seems there are people who cheat," explained Dion can still review a smile even though he was having trouble runningyam.

"Was it a big influence on the company, Mas?" my question is getting deeper.

"Yes, I'm missing. This has been happening for a few months. Being audited," explained Dion who made my question slowly began to get an answer.

"What other projects, Mom? Is it like that, too?"

Looking at his recent busy life, his irregular work hours and the tangled look on his face, I knew there was something unusual. And right, his company is shaken. The fruits of hard work that he pioneered less than five years were indeed growing rapidly. Unhealthy competition in the business world is never predictable. Ride fast today, can fall tomorrow. It looks like it's targeting DR Art.

"Two projects that stayed signatures suddenly slipped out of hand, dear."

"Mas," I said calling a call while rubbing the back of her hand.

Could it be, Dion is that calm? Is this reality or just a show? This matter is big but he remains strong. The survival of the company is on the edge. Everyone's future is at stake. Not only employees but also our fate is like being on the brink.

I'm worried about his attitude. The man who does not like to share this story should not explode when everything he traps in defense booms. When that second happened, he would definitely fall in a difficult base to be given strength.

"Mas, what can I do to help you?"

"Stay beside me no matter what. We try and pray together. Are you ready?" dion asked while looking at me gently.

Questions that should not have been revealed if from the beginning I did not act that made people upset. Gamang with the actual choice is clear without having to be corrected. Throw away the ex and solidify the heart on the lover who is on the side. So it is only natural that now he asks me my willingness to stay with you.

"Darling, if everyone ever doubted my heart? Are you the best choice or just a back-up when hurt? Now is a good time for me to prove. Not to them or to you. But this is proof to myself that choosing you is from the heart. It's not the thoughts I'm forcing or the logic I'm processing into feeling" I said sincerely.

Dion grabbed me into his arms. I rubbed my back lovingly. "I believe you, honey. My roses are the ones who can never play a show. He is honest though he will make one's heart become striped, smudged and broken."

"You know me well, honey. I'll never be able to pretend" I explained, further tightening the circle of hands.

"If I'm no longer what I am now, will you still survive?"

"As long as I'm with you, I'm ready to fight. We're passing the day both joy and sorrow."

Yes ... Sweet talk this time is not just a polisher for pleasantries. Honest words. Plin-plan that used to be embedded is now gone. What is left is faithful. One heart to love a husband. Struggling together weeping and charming laughter to be made eternal forever.

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Dion PoV's

When I was holding you, all I had in mind was wanting to be like this forever. But my heart is actually fighting. Selfishness maintains or releases for the sake of happiness. But my heart was relieved when you assured me that we would stay together through the day in joy and sorrow.

With the rubbing I gave you on your long hair, I assure you that the long journey of our lives will not continue to be happy. The crying will surely come slicing. But laughter will also return if we can get through this together. Uniting heartedly bulldoze the problem into a corroborating witness that anxiety will not keep us apart.

I am your man, who will embrace even when I am down. Your decision to choose me as a backup, I will prove that I am a coral that will remain strong in the face of the waves that hit so fiercely.

For the sake of happiness that we must create, for the sake of the baby that is now developing in your womb, then I will always smile giving you hope that our happiness will always be there. It is not created only because of possessions but love that makes us strong.

"Darling, my treasure will be used to make you happy. But if later the treasure is inviting hide and seek, then rest assured if my love will still make you happy. I have a thousand ways to make you laugh. Believe me, if Dion Wijaya is happy for Rosalia Citra Atmadja."