Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life

Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life
The Arrival of Rendi



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After performing Ashar worship, we headed to a fast food restaurant now, a long trip made our stomachs quickly rumble back. The fried chicken restaurant from Uncle Sam's country was the only place that caught our eyes. We filled our stomachs there.


Me, Brother Fida, Mayra and Irsya are in 1 table. Mas Dimas and Mas Fahmi were at the other table not far from our table.


I saw Mayra eating himself greedily, he did not want to be bribed he said. I finally ate my own part.. Sister Fida eats her share while occasionally feeding her son Irsya.


"So Dimas didn't fuck with you, did he?" asked Kak Fida trying to find out what happened in the car between me and Mas Dimas.


"No sister, I fell asleep earlier anyway Dimas would not dare to assort me, especially Mayra was also among us," I told Fida.


"Good," calmed Brother Fida to hear my answer.


"How are you doing, brother? Are you tired?" worry him.


"I'm healthy Lyra, and I'm happy to be able to come to your house, honestly at first I'm afraid your mother insisted on not agreeing earlier, thank God she was devastated as well" he said.


I nodded too.


Until a while passed, the food on our plate each had been exhausted, mas Dimas and mas Fahmi approached our table, each took 1 seat and joined sitting together in 1 table with us.


I'm still cleaning up the rice leftovers that stick to Mayra's cheeks using wet wipes now.


"Is my son full?" asked Dimas by Mayra's side while taking wet wipes and washing the princess's greasy hands.


"Mayla is full, Mayla eats a lot, mother eats a little."


"really? Mother why eat a little?" mas Dimas's gaze led to me looking for an answer to his question.


"I'm still full" I said.


"You know Dim, if anyone saw you three, nobody would have thought you weren't married" Fahmi teased us.


"It could be you Fah," replied Dimas.


Mas Dimas looked at me instantly, but I acted as if I hadn't heard it. Seeing no expression from me, Dimas immediately turned his face again.


"Well, you don't have a show this week, do you? what if tomorrow night you guys come to my house, I want to introduce Lyra to my family," said Mas Dimas full of seriousness.


"Sunday tomorrow you mean?? You really don't want to waste your time, man" Fahmi seemed to smile teasingly at Dimas's return..


"Ayolahh .. stop teasing me Fah, you're willing aren't you?" ask Dimas back.


"How come, what tomorrow we have to follow Dimas's wishes?" mas Fahmi told Fida's sister his wife.


After a moment of silence, Fida looked at me,


"How's my best friend, are you ready to meet your future father-in-law?" Brother Fida turned to throw his tan at me.


"My smart wife ... Nahh we wait for the answer of your future wife Dim," mas Fahmi seemed to smile at the direction of Dimas.


"How's Ly? You want to, right?" lirih mas Dimas looked at me expectantly.


"Ohh ... Me? Sorry Mass but A - me ....


"You're not ready for Ly?" terka mas Dimas can't wait for my answer.


"Huhh seriously, so you want to?" mas Dimas reiterated my answer.


I nodded as I gave my best smile to my future husband.


Instantly, Fahmi and Kak Fida laughed at the panic on Mas Dimas's face a moment before.


"Bakal you ... Lyra," said Mas Dimas, a smile continues to grow on his lips.


"You're the lucky man Dim, getting a woman who complies with the wishes of her future husband," said Fahmi back teasing mas Dimas.


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🌻18:30 WEEKS NIGHT RESIDENCE DIMAS


"who's going to Dim?" mom was shocked to see the many meals her son Dimas bought.


"My friend Ma'am" Dimas said, still keeping Lyra's presence a secret.


"Mbok Rumi, please bring this dish neatenkan on the table yaa!!, and the sponge I bring please put it later on the plate!! for drinks, warm sweet tea is suitable for the night air as it is today."


Dimas seemed to be arranging every single thing in his current home, the mother and father who were looking seemed to be shaking their heads.


"Is your son taking the woman tonight, Mom?" whispered father to his wife.


"Either, Dimas did not speak to me at all" the mother said.


"We'll see who comes later Well, however sure, after the failure Dimas certainly will not carelessly choose women," said the mother back.


Father nodded confirming his wife's words.


It looks like Dimas is approaching the two people asking now,


"Dad, Mother, please at 7 and prepare yourself to welcome a special person to Dimas!" Dimas looks back to the kitchen to check on Mbok Rumi's work.


"Dim ... Dimitri ... Son,?" call the mother.


"Free Ma'am, your son has passed by not hearing your call" he murmured.


🌻A large motor stops in the courtyard of the house Dimas current ...


A beautiful young man with a large backpack seemed to enter the living room, his nose was crisp, his eyes sharp, and his pointy chin seemed to be able to hypnotize anyone the woman he met. No wonder he has many female friends in every place he visited, although indeed none of them are able to really charm him at his age who has entered the head 3, yahh. he is indeed the age of Dimas, she is 3 months older than Dimas.


Everything is not without reason, her heart is difficult to touch women, that is the reason. And he is still looking for a woman who is in accordance with his wishes.


Who is he really? He was a cousin of Dimas, son of Om Roy, older brother of Aunt Arini mother of Dimas. Om Roy is married to an American woman, but the marriage only lasted 3 years, the mother left them and returned to her country, they divorced precisely.


The cousin now lives alone with his father without ever feeling the affection of a mother. The thing that makes him hate women. Only 2 beloved women in her life Aunt Arini and Shifa sister Dimas. Which is considered his own family. Because the father was only busy working and drunk after the death of his mother.


"Om Haii ... Tantee ..." greet the man with his long hair and casual style.


"Rendiii ...."



🌻Rendi


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