Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life

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Mother whispered in her heart, "His daughter was also brought apparently and had grown up anyway."

🌻After laying Mayra down, Mas Dimas again sat in the living room with Father, Mother, Mas Fahmi and Kak Fida. And I'm still in the kitchen making cold drinks for them.

Not long after I came out, I served drinks and some wet cake dishes that I bought at the market this morning to the table in front of them. I sat down next to Fida.

Mas Fahmi began to speak,

"Assalamu'alaikum warohmatullohi wabarokatuh .. "greetings flowed beautifully a sign of seriousness from the guests who are currently visiting my house.

All of us in the living room immediately replied in unison, "Wa'alaikumussalam warohmatullohi wabarokatuh."

Fahmi did not wait long to start the conversation again ...

"Father & Mother of Lyra parents who I respect, I am here as a friend of Sister Dimas Anggoro (mas Fahmi touching the shoulder of Dimas) who today is very excited to visit the Lyra residence. We previously thanked him for being very well received at the home of Father and Mother ...

Duhhh. why I got so nervous to hear every word from the lips of Fahmi. Fahmi looked very serious. I looked at Father and Mother looked serious also heard every word that was said Mas Fahmi while occasionally they looked at Mas Dimas, and Mas Dimas he looked down feeling being noticed by Father and mother. Mas Dimas must be very nervous right now, my inner self.

Our arrival here is certainly not without reason Mr. Bu, we here come with good intentions and sincere hope for the daughter of Mr. Lyra. To be more clear I invite my best friend Dimas to talk directly to Father and Mother."

Mas Fahmi seemed to let Mas Dimas speak ...

Mas Dimas immediately raised his head, his gaze heading straight towards me (as if looking for strength and courage through my gaze), a smile then landed on me which made my heart even more irregular now. Brother Fida who realized that he immediately grabbed and grasped my hand as if my best friend was talking "Quiet .. Just relax Lyra."

Mas Dimaspun started talking now,

"Assalamu'alaikum warohmatullohi wabarokatuh" said salam mas Dimas calmly.

We replied in unison, "Wa'alaikumussalam warohmatullohi wabarokatuh."

"Mother and Father, please introduce me to Dimas. I'm honestly not very good at words. As my best friend said before, I am very grateful for the acceptance of my Father and Mother to me in this house. Today I came here as a testament to my seriousness towards my father's daughter, Lyra.

Maybe Lyra had already told Father Mother that I had failed my marriage before, but please, with great heart, Mother, to give me a chance to make Lyra happy. (Mas Dimas suddenly lowered his head and immediately Mas Fahmi grabbed his shoulder). I who saw the worry in the eyes of Dimas, carried along and kept holding back so that no feathers came out of my eyes. Before long Mas Dimas seemed to raise his head back ...

I am here, wishing to ask Father and Mother for permission to strengthen our bond in a marriage. Would you and Dad give us our blessing?? If Mr. Mother is willing, soon I will take my parents to propose to Lyra officially," looks mas Dimas eyes continue to focus on the Father and Mother with hope.

Hearing a question from Dimas, you immediately spoke, Father,

"Previously, let's take (disambi\=enjoyed) the drink and this is a makeshift cake mas Fahmi, Nak Dimas, Mbak Fida," said the father invited and tried to eliminate the tension that occurred a few moments ago. Mother did not seem to say much but her eyes continued to observe Dimas.

Not waiting for long the three immediately drank the ice syrup that Lyra had made before.

Then I started talking ...

"I thank the goodwill of Nak Dimas, and thank you also Mas Fahmi and Mbak Fida have joined the tour to our club. Lyra has often told me about Mas and Mbak (pointing Fahmi and Fida). Thank you for being friends and helping Lyra while in Bekasi, because you yourself to travel far on the motorbike are frail (sightly\=sak-sick/not strong for long trips) so most monitor Lyra only through mobile phone.

"I'm 30 years sir" replied Dimas steadily.

"Ohh ... Nak Dimas, as you said earlier, I really appreciate the good intentions of Nak Dimas. But as Nak Dimas saw for himself, this is the life of the Lyra family, we are just a simple family, Fathers are also just days of angkot. You notice Nak Dimas is not from a family like us. Is Nak Dimas not shy about having a wife's son an angkot driver?" said Father really.

"Astagfirulloh Sir, Insyaa Alloh Dimas does not mind it, Dimas loves Lyra (everything Lyra), and accepts whatever the condition of the Father and Mother. And Dimas is not ashamed sir," said mas Dimas solemnly.

Suddenly the mother who had been silent seemed to open her voice ...

"Son Dimas, you were divorced, right? can you tell me why?" firmly Mother.

"Mother" I called out softly and didn't like the question I was asking.

"Gpp Ly (towers Dimas to me). Yes, indeed Dimas had parted ways with Dimas's wife before Bu, all because Dimas' wife had played behind Dimas with another man, and Dimas had already given Dimas' wife a chance to fix it, but it turns out that he still does not appreciate Dimas and makes a mistake again, eventually Dimas decided to part with him." Mas Dimas seemed to explain.

"Is Nak Dimas sure Lyra can be a good wife?" ask mother.

"Insyaa Alloh Dimas sure Ma'am," replied mas Dimas.

"Where is Nak Dimas' ex-wife? you have a child, you don't want to one day find trouble or be present in your life again?" firmly Mother.

"Dimas had long lost contact with Mom, he didn't want his daughter either. So Dimas assured him that he would not appear again Ma'am" said Mas Dimas.

Instantly I felt a small hand hugging my body ...

"Mother .." said Mayra in a powerful tone.

"You're up, son?" I said as I reached for my tiny body.

"Mother's house is very far away, Mayla to teltidul was in the car bund," said Mayra while smiling at me looks very adorable.

Many times I pecked at the base of her hair, I liked the fragrant little boy, my inner self.

"Who bathed Mayra this morning, it was so fragrant" I said.

"Yahh who bathed Mayla Bund .. "plain Mayra.

"Lyra, answered mom!! How close is your relationship really? This is Dimas's kid, right? why did he call you Mother?" said mother wonder.

"Tante, please don't get me wrong, Mayra called mother to Lyra, actually following Irsya our son who also called like that, and all before Lyra knew that Mayra was Dimas' daughter," said Fida to help me answer.

"Is that so?" mom ensures.

"Yes, ma'am" I replied.

Not long after a motorbike stopped in my yard, a man and woman appeared to come down and walked closer to my house, the woman seemed to hold a 1-year-old toddler ...

Does the reader here know who the couple who just arrived at Lyra's house by holding her little son??

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