At Dusk in a Small Town

Episode 119 True Love Amir

True love can be defined as a feeling

sincere and comes from the deepest heart.

Accept all shortcomings and always try

be the best.

Having true love requires a long process and cannot be achieved in just a short time or an instant.

True love can not only be given or have a lover or partner, but Amir also gives love and affection for the family. Whether it's the ustadz family or

the family Amir built with Dhea.

Family is not just status. Families

it is a place to go home the money and popularity that Amir has not been able to pay him together with Dhea and her two children.

It took a long time and an Amir sacrifice got it all.

The dim room lights Amir adds to the atmosphere

the more romantic has not been added to the strains of songs that lather. Amir continued to close his eyes enjoying the atmosphere that was so soothing to his mind.

So long paid off he passed the days with the night accompanying Dhea who always cried lamenting her story left by Anajib. Thank God Dhea began to accept the state of Anajib is now just a memory.

And Dhea deserves to be happy with someone who loves her.

Immediately Amir turned off the music when Dhea began to flutter. Amirpun does not move rooms. Instead Amir smiled and continued to look at the face of the person who kept calling his name.

"Amir....."

"Amir...."

"Amir..."

Dhea's voice kept calling out to him..

"Call my name on Dhe...."

Whisper Amir while hugging Dhea.

"Hemmmm, so just call your husband's name..!" Even if it's noisy, I won't move rooms.."

Amir continued to whisper to Dhea who was asleep in her sleep and kept calling her name.

For Amir the voice of Dhea who continues to call under his consciousness is more beautiful than a romantic song lullabies.

"Amir....!"

The voice was so clearly heard in Amir's ear.

"Amirr......!"

This time it's getting tighter.

Slowly but surely Amir immediately opened his eyes.

It was obvious that Dhea was so close to his face.

When Amir was about to embrace him, Dhea pulled him to get up.

"Amir ayooo wake up..!"

"You if you're lazy wake up we'll stay at Mr. ustadz's house.."

Threaten Dhea to Amir.

Listen to Mr. Ustadz Amir wake up immediately.

And immediately take the water of ablution.

"OK..., I wake up madam..!"

Amir answered with a crygegesan.

After the morning prayer, Amir jumped again on his power bed.

With Dhea and as usual Dhea will complain.

"Amir it's noon why are we sleeping again..?"

Ask Dhea who sounds bad.

"Who is it that you sleep with..?"

"We're going to exercise and don't forget to always call your handsome husband's name right!"

And when Amir's words were finished, he did not play with his words.

Dhea kept hiding inside the blanket roll.

So easily did Amir strike Dhea's protection and lovingly Amir pounced on Dhea.

Shouts for the sake of Dhea's screams made Amir even more addicted.

Amir like on the wind a smile of happiness engraved clearly decorate his handsome face.

Suddenly the door of the room was knocked from outside.

"Who else early in the morning makes it messy..!"

Amir nagged while groping Dhea's whereabouts.

"Where else is Dhea..?"

And Amir's eyes widened to see the wall clock in his room showing at nine in the morning.

"God turns out it's noon, I think it's still early in the morning."in Amir.

The sound of the door being knocked and not waiting.

Taking cover Amir walked towards

doorway.

When the door opened Fatir's face and Syifa was already smiling to greet him.

"Lhooo... y'all..?"

Amir asked in astonishment.

"Sorry abi,umi who asked us to build abi."

Answer the two while smiling.

"Okay, thank you baby, and please call umi!" pinta Amir on both.

Then Fatir and Syifa cried out to him.

With a few seconds of steps Dhea had found Amir who was about to take a bath.

Amir's head came out a little from the bathroom door.

"What's up..?"

Ask Dhea.

"When did Fatir and Syifa come..?"

Tanya Amir was re-positioned.

"Barusan, they're with his feet."

Dhea answered while tidying up her bedroom sheets.

Hearing with his eyes Amir did not ask much.

I don't know without seeing his face.

It has been imagined its authority. Mr. Ustadz is no one Amir. But the father was like

having the power to always organize Amir's life toward obedience.

After bathing Amir found him. With dignity he said "the children ask to pick him up..!"he said to Amir who was sitting in front of him.

Amir just nodded in agreement.

Although honestly Amir's heart prefers Dhea to stay at his house.

This will help the process move on

Dhea will have a series of memories with Anajib. Dhea will never completely forget it. But Amir continued to try to help Dhea to try to accept the separation from Anajib.

Going back to Joglo is a struggle

and it takes courage to face the reality of continuing to learn to make peace with the past is not an easy thing for a Dhea.

Everything that happened in the past contains learning about struggle and sacrifice.

To confess the ustadz takes a long time.

Neither Dhea nor Amir could change the direction of the wind. But both can adjust their household voyages to reach their goals.

For the ustadz, Dhea's smile was the beginning of the life they longed for with her nigrat family. It was she who gave birth to her generation born into the world.

Lembayung always faithfully decorate the horizon.

Likewise, Dhea continued to wait faithfully for Amir to come home from his company.

It was no problem for Amir wherever Dhea awaited him in his magnificent Palace.

Or at the joglo house of the priyayi.

"Look at your smile.lost tired of me."

The whisper of Amir to Dhea who is now two-bodied.

There was no cry of Fatir and Syifa for both

already back to the boarding school.

Happiness for the ustadz his two grandchildren always obey all his advice.

Dhea never took revenge on him. I don't know what prayer he prayed.

Forgiveness always asserts all his requests.

The loss of Dhea is now what he fears and fears.

But with the authority that he has all the will certainly be able to.

Dhea is still Dhea who always ends high

serve the priyayi family.

Even though Amir had married her and Amir was able to give her whatever Dhea wanted.

Dhea did not leave the family

which had inflicted a lot of wounds on his heart.

"Thank you, Dhe, you still want to accompany your father and mother here.."

That authoritative voice broke the silence at this dinner table.

Dhea just nodded as usual.

Until Amir with his jail stepped on his foot.

"Auhhhhhh." cried out Dhea as she glared at Amir who sinlessly continued to bribe his nasi.

Like understanding what the dining table atmosphere will be, the ustadz and wife choose to leave both.

"Amir......"

"Sick tau.. , as punishment tidying the dining table is your duty..!"

Shouted Dhea was annoyed at Amir who was getting more and more jaily.

"Well mistress let alone washing dishes, even washing the pool I will do..!"

Amir said while tidying the dining table.

"Momato...!"

The word Dhea passed away leaving Amir.

"Basar bumil.., a little punishment..!"

Amir said while washing their used dishes.

Love is really powerful able to make Amir

always sincerely do anything for the people he loves. Especially now that Dhea is pregnant with her baby.

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