Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life
Hand Grasping
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🌻19:45 DIMAS RESIDENCE
"Assalamu'alikumm," seemed a sound to knock us who were in the family room. Shifa Dimas' sister looks like she just got home at this time.
"Wa'alaikum salam," we answered simultaneously.
"Is there an important event?" shifa asked Mas Dimas, the face he first caught in the room.
Shifapun immediately kissed the hands of one by one the people in the room.
Until he reached Lyra, Shifa seemed to notice the woman in front of him, his face was beautiful, clean, he was tall and hijab-wearing, smelling perfume from his body, when his hands were very smooth, why do I remember the figure of the mother described by Mayra, the inner Shifa.
He looked at Masnya, looking Dimas raised both eyebrows at this time as if to say "What's wrong? any problems?." Shifa who is indeed a private ceplas ceplos and what are the sketches says ...
"Mother mother Irsya huh?" tanya made the whole room look astonished.
●Why this child can know Lyra mother Irsya, Inner sister Fida.
●This child has just returned home after talking, Lyra kok said Mother Irsya, Inner Mother.
●Bad kid, very smart guess, I'm sure the boy will continue teasing me later, Inner Dimas.
●And dad just shook his head ...
"Heiii this child, just came home carelessly to talk, this is Ms. Lyra ... not mother Irsya," said the mother immediately.
"Oh, aunty gpp. This is Shifa????.." said Lyra.
Shifa looked nodded.
... Shifa's speech is not wrong aunt, Lyra is indeed the mother of Irsya ..," I added straighten out.
"Lho didn't Lyra say she wasn't married?" mom looked confused.
"Irsya our son Aunty," interrupted Kak Fida pointing at the boy who had arrived immediately fell asleep and he was lying on the sofa at this time.
"Ohh..." Now my mother realized. The boy Budi meant the other day must be Irsya Fahmi's son. I was relieved that her confusion was finally answered.
And Shifa ...
Oh so this is what Lyra's name is, all this time I just know the picture of Lyra from Mom. Because I don't remember the face of Sister Lyra 7 years ago, when I was in elementary school, and it turns out, mbak Lyra is a figure called mother by mayra,. Lyra's mother is beautiful because Mas Dimas can't forget her, Shifa's mind.
"Are we going to keep here Dim? What if we continue the conversation at the dinner table," said the father reminded his son because the time is getting late at this time.
"Byeah" said Dimas.
"Ehhh, wait, wait .. before you eat you want to talk to Dimas and Lyra, can you, Dim?" pinta mother.
As Dimas stared at me, he pulled his eyebrows up and there I nodded in response to Dimas' sign language. Mas Dimaspun immediately said..
"Of course, ma'am" said Dimas.
Aunt Arini immediately walked in front, she directed us to follow her. Until we got to dad's workspace today ...
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🌻POV AUNT ARINI
Dad suddenly invited us to continue the conversation at the dinner table. I also gasped, I want to talk to Dimas and Lyra first.
Put both of them right now into dad's office, the room that's currently empty and the privacy I think. The two of them followed me until we got to where I wanted to go. I was sitting on the couch right now, and Dimas was immediately sitting by my side, Lyra was still standing until I saw Dimas again hinting at Lyra to take a seat. Lyrapun immediately sat down.
What the hell, they want to get married but I feel like they can't get away, Lyra looks a little different than we used to meet. Since long ago he was a person who did not talk much and now he is more quiet than before I think, although I know he is still a good Lyra as before. What made him change??
I looked at the face of the girl who kept filling my son's heart. Although he now appears with a different hijab, the hijab he wears now covers his chest. The form of maturity I think, 7 years has changed it of course. I saw the clothes he was wearing, the combination of wolfis and brucat he was wearing now, the syar'i dress but still impressed fashionable. From the first I did like the way she dressed, and Lyra now looks more neat and elegant, she is smart to close what to close but not impressed old-fashioned. And her face is still beautiful as before although not much polish, but looks beautiful natural.
And my son, now I understand why since this morning, a smile did not escape his lips. My son has found what he is looking for, even in Shayah Alloh will soon have it. After I forced his heart, now his heart seems free and love of the past is again the choice of my son. Because I know he chose a good woman, especially when I found out that my granddaughter had called him mother, I would support him. Ohh, life is hard in the past.
"Mom, he said he wanted to talk about why he was silent now," said my son immediately awakened my daydream.
"Ohh, i-yeah." I said.
I moved to sit by Lyra's side right now, she was so fragrant it turned out, just like Mayra said.
"Yes ma'am" I heard her answer softly.
"Then how did the conversation with Lyra's parents go? when are you planning to get married, and when are you and mom going to visit Lyra's house" I asked my son Dimas.
"I ask for the ability of Lyra's parents to prepare for marriage in 2 months Mom, to go to Lyra's house is up to father and mother when it's free." replied Dimas.
"Ohh well. Dim, honestly I'm happy, son, you're thinking of continuing your life. You know Ly, Dimas was previously always indifferent to discussing remarriage and mother's heart was always sliced when remembering to have forced Dimas to marry at that time, considering Friss who hurt Dimas, remembering Mayra without Mom and also imagining Dimas taking care of his little daughter."
"Dimas .. forgive mom son, you must hate mom, you're not a good mom because you've forced your will," lirihku can't afford to shed tears of my regret that I've been holding all this time.
My son came up to me, he sat down before me, "Mom don't talk anymore, Dimas sincerely towards the way of life Dimas and Dimas do not hate mother," said my son. Many times he kissed my hand, my good son. I hug my son now. Until a hand rubbed my shoulder, Lyra calmed me down.
I'll let go of my son's embrace. My emotions subsided, I looked back at my son who was still standing before me and Lyra who was next to me. I sweep their faces. I held Lyra's fingers and I'm working with my son's fingers now.
Time and again Lyra was about to pull her squeezed hand under Dimas's but I didn't let her, maybe Lyra was embarrassed, I thought.
I look at the two of them now and I'm happy to see them. I feel my Dimas hand clutching Lyra's hand now.
"Mother will unite you, mother bless you, you must live happily ..."
I looked at my son nodding while continuing to smile, and Lyra, she still continued to look at my son until a while Lyrapun finally nodded as well.
"Thank you darling case," I also hugged my future son-in-law now, a very gentle and warm hug.
Okay, let's rejoin the others baby, I'm still embracing Lyra right now, her shoulder bone is so thin.
"Flame your body, son, why is your body so thin?" my word.
He replied with a smile and a nod.
We immediately ran into the family room now.
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We are out of the family room at this time ...
I still stared at the man who walked hand in hand with me, a strange sigh I guess as he clasped my hand earlier. Mas evil Dimas took the opportunity to touch me ...
He who noticed the hue of anger in my gaze, immediately folded both hands towards his chest as if apologizing while giving his face. I who was angry immediately wanted to smile to see his face now, just be aware if the mas repeat it, my mind. Until I realized something was missing, and I haven't found it since,
"Mass, where's Mayra?" my many.
When I saw faintly 2 pairs of feet down the stairs that were 3 meters in front of us, a pair of long legs and a pair of small legs next to it, I saw them join together.
Until the two of them are now standing waiting for us, 2 meters in front of us exactly. Mayra who caught my baby immediately ran to hug my feet ...
"Mother," he called. I also immediately knelt to equalize our height. Kutatap Kak Fida, Mas Fahmi and the others walked further away, only Dimas mas next to me was still waiting for me.
"Hi dear ...." Immediately I pinched his little nose squash.
"Sick mother," he said.
"Ohh, I'm sorry, I want to see you again. How was your day, was Mayra happy today?" ask me while continuing to trace the beautiful face in front of me.
"I'm glad to hear this, when you say your father is coming" he said.
"O- huh?? ... "
Before long, I saw a pair of walking legs approaching towards me and Mayra. These shoes are like no strangers, army sneakers with a star image on their side.
Where have I seen these shoes before??
I keep thinking ....
Until I remembered the pair of feet I stepped on that night, he was wearing the same shoes as this ...
Could it??
I immediately raised my face up..
And Ohhh .. opened my eyes for a moment ...
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