Choice Matchmaker For Reva
186. At last.
After going through various considerations, finally Aji and Erita's father decided to just comply with Erita's decision. If I'm honest Aji doesn't want her sister to marry a sick man like Dev, but it seems like the man is really well-intentioned, also Erita seems to not accept other men to be the father of his son. Erita always replied that the man who was willing to marry her only used himself, whether true or not but the thought of his sister was always a reason to refuse. In contrast to Dev, his sister even accepted on the grounds that he just wanted to help.
The appointed day has arrived, Erita and Dev will get married that morning, in the mosque not far from their home, the two agreed to carry out their good intentions in the mosque and there was no event in their home, even eating with some orphans was all carried out in the mosque.
"Alhamdulillah"
The words of thanksgiving were thrown from the witnesses and some came out, not many were present, only some of Dev's colleagues, Aldo and Reva, David, and some of Dev's neighbors.
"I never thought it would end up like this." Aldo spoke to his wife, they seemed to enjoy the peaceful atmosphere in the mosque.
"The groove of life is full of mystery, but God alone knows why." Reva was happy, smiling to see Erita now look happy, and Dev was excited to chat with some people there.
"Totally so." Aldo grabbed his wife's shoulder, and the affection never lessened with the presence of a child. The dimpled man always and always loved her with all his heart, as he had just known her and had just loved her.
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"I'll take you home" said Dev, that afternoon Erita went home, because this afternoon she was with her father and David was there too.
"Take Dimitri as well." she glanced at the little boy coming closer to her.
"All right."
They drove towards Erita's house, which before long had arrived there.
"Let's go in!" Erita invited Dimitri in by grabbing his small hand.
"Aunty's house is good!" said the boy plain.
"It's your sister's house, not Aunt's, but it's going to be our home" she said with a sweet smile.
"Can I stay here with my aunt?" ask the boy again.
"Of course you'll be here with Auntie." replied Erita again. "This is your room, dear." Erita showed me a medium-sized room.
Thank you Auntie." she said with a happy smile, straight to her bed.
"Erita!" dev's voice called out to him.
"Yes." Yeah." Erita closed the door to Dimitri's room and immediately approached Dev.
"Do I have anything to help you with?" tanya Dev looked around the house.
"Nothing." answered Erita subtly, he smilingly sat on the sofa.
"I just want you to be okay after I'm gone." Dev sat down with him.
"I'll be fine." answered Erita confidently.
"Next week I'll be gone. I'm relieved I'm no longer worried about your current situation, just that you're taking good care of yourself."
"Of course, let alone Dimitri. I think he can help me if my gestational age is big later, maybe just just take water I'll have trouble here and there." Erita smiled slightly imagining that.
"Maybe, but not to stay here." Dev looked at her seriously.
"Why?" Erita also looked back at him.
"This is Adi Darling's house, not ours. It's even fitting that you stay at my house with Dimitri." said Dev softly and sounded romantic.
"I know." she answered, looking down, either because of that dear call.
"I love you Erita" she said again, grabbing her little hand and holding her for a moment. "I'm sorry I can't be a real husband to you" she said, sounding sad.
"If you ask me I'm willing." replied Erita unexpectedly.
Dev loosened his embrace, staring at those round clear eyes so sincerely. "I'll never do it, you're my wife in the world and in the hereafter" Dev said.
"Our lives are long." answered Erita.
"You may go on with your life after this child grows up, marry again if there is a man who truly loves you. But for me it's enough that you become my wife, there will be no one else but you."
"Why do you say that?" asked Erita sadly.
"Even if I come home safe, I will still die Erita. At that time the doctor sentenced me to seven years left, and now it's five more years left that's also if I'm regular therapy and not forget my medicine, he said, even my liver and kidneys have started to hurt because I don't keep a healthy lifestyle, there are many other diseases that gnaw me."
"How do you do things if it hurts?" Erita really can't.
"You make me sad." Erita crying.
"I love you my wife." Dev hugs her tightly, enjoying the beauty of marriage with love, not just escapism and pretending. He really loves Erita, the good woman who has always been his dream to be made a wife, although not Reva, but Erita is no less good like him.
Happy to be able to do a good thing for a person he cares about, even though he can finally just take it off lovingly, living the day with a pile of longing, it is better than near but can not touch, longing far will always decorate the day and make the taste beautiful. That halal bond will connect them to life after death, he is sure to be together after that.
"Can you accompany me at the end of your departure?" Erita asked, of course the man was very happy to do it.
"I'll be with you my wife."
Ah, my wife's words! it was beautiful to hear when said sincerely.
"Darling are you ready?" Dev opened the door of their room, seeing his wife wearing a hijab with a smile, she looked beautiful that morning.
"It." Erita grabbed her bag out with the bag and hugged Dev's warm arm.
"Later I'll pick you up, we'll see a doctor today." Dev hugged Erita's waist and slightly stroked the stomach that looked to have started to fill it.
"Yes." she replied happily.
"All of us are going to that workshop up ahead, if you need money or Dimitri needs more money you can take it in that workshop, it's ours."
"You bought it?" ask Erita.
"Yes, so my wife and children don't go hungry if they don't have money" he smiled.
"There's just nothing." Erita laughs.
"The one managing him is my cousin" he added.
Looking like a mismatched couple, happy, accepting each other, understanding and respecting each other, that's the real love.
Those short days passed, as if experiencing Dejavu.
At Bengkulu sea port, the military is preparing for his departure for state duties. A long-hooded girl was also accompanying with a small child next to her. She smiled sweetly with her eyes almost narrowed, her small and delicate hands reaching out and hugging the man who was already wearing the full uniform.
"Thank you for being my wife, remember I always love you. I'll wait for you there in heaven, we'll get back together." Dev hugged her so tightly and warmly.
"I love you too, thank you for being my husband, for giving me such a noble status as a wife." Erita returned her embrace no less tightly and warmly.
They hugged quite a long time, also the little boy did not miss hugging tightly.
When death comes, no one will ever know, Dev only intends to leave, not to return.
If in fact he will not fall in his duty, he also still does not want to be with them. I don't know if one day he changes his mind, if his life isn't that complicated.
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