Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life
Happy Day 2
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🌻12:30 STILL WEDDING RECEPTION
I am still in the fold at this time, accompanied by my parents and my two in-laws, I am with the joy that I am showing to be greeting guests at this time.
Until I finally caught the shadow of the man who had officially legalized me, was Mas Dimasku. The man who a moment ago had permission to worship the Creator now seemed to be walking up to the stage approaching me.
Not waiting for a long time the figure of my escort has been standing right in front of me, seen some of his hair wet swept by the water of ablution. And this kind of scene I really like, my man looks many times more handsome than before, at least that's how I think he is.
"Hey, what's wrong?" sapa mas Dimas blurs my stubbornness.
"Ohh, there's nothing, Kok Mas" said I feel that I have been caught off guard and continue to pay attention to my Dimas.
"Now it's your turn to pray, do it" said mas Dimas towards me.
And I immediately went into the room that had been prepared for prayer and put myself on the back of the altar at this time.
After a while, the worship was finished. I headed towards my husband, his smile expanding to catch my presence.
"Why is it so long, dear?" said Mas Dimas.
"Mas, don't call me that, I'm embarrassed to hear the others" I said.
"Why be ashamed, we're legitimate, aren't we?" said Mas Dimas who made me come back embarrassed to hear his words.
"Answer! where did you stop by earlier why did you pray so long?" ask Dimas back.
"So the salon guy put me back in makeup after the prayer, Mas," I replied to his question.
"Ohh, okay," muttered mas Dimas.
Before long Bude Riris' sister from my mother approached with 2 rice dishes along with side dishes in her hand. He's approaching me and Dimas's mas at the moment.
"Brothers can't be lapers, let's eat mumpung again deserted. Later if your guests come again even can not eat," said Bude Riris.
"Beach Bude," I said before Bude finally passed.
"You know if you are hungry, you are happy Ly your big family people who are fun and easy to blend," explained Dimas in the middle of our meal.
"Alhamdulillah, your extended family is also friendly Mas. Look at Bude Harni, your mother's sister, since she kept taking pictures of us mas, I think our photos are full on her cell phone at this time," I said, apparently avenged with laughter mas Dimas.
"You could've, you're so anxious to kiss you" Dimas told me.
"Ishh, watch your words! Look at your mother since she's been watching you. Don't let me pick you up in public" I whispered.
"Shut up, don't talk anymore or the mas will really kiss you" teased Dimas.
"Oh .. I'm scared. Yes, I remember, in your previous recipe you even kissed your wife in public. Don't know shame," I said.
"You still remember what it looks like, and it bothers you a lot, doesn't it?" mas Dimas teased me.
And I was silent not wanting to answer. Right, indeed at that time I was angry and jealous to see you, replied in my mind.
"Can't answer, or won't admit?" mummified mas Dimas.
"Hey for a moment," Mas Dimas suddenly brought his face closer to me ...
"What do you want?" shirihku.
"Look! your eyelashes are falling, honey."
"Oh, I thought ...."
"You think you're gonna kiss you?"
"Ish Mas," I'm ashamed.
"Mas also know Ly, used to be shameless because at that time mas forced to do it. But now there will be no such thing," said Mas Dimas.
Mas Dimas took my plate which had been empty, and put together his plate under the bench.
"Yes, brides don't talk too much. See the guests watching you," Bude Riris who was about to leave instantly turned back and whispered to us.
And there the neighboring company began to appear to arrive, and in the middle of them there was a face that we had been waiting for. The arrival of Mas Fahmi, Kak Fida and Irsya we have been waiting for since, 2 people who are meritorious to bring us back are now walking towards the guarantee at this time.
"Alhamdulillah is legitimate also finally, Barakalloh for you, this marriage smoke is lasting and only death is able to separate," sincere do'a Mas Fahmi that we immediately amenkan at this time. And the two embrace afterwards.
"Thank you Fah, same do'a for your family" Dimas replied.
"Undaa, Ichaa tanen Undaa," said plainly Irsya immediately greeted by pulling Irsya into my arms, and I carried her at this time.
"Mother also missed once with Irsya, sorry yesterday mother rarely played because Irsya's house is now far away ."." I said as I continued to air my kiss on the little boy who was once very close to me.
"In the meantime Mother's house will also be near Irsya, later you can visit often," interrupted Dimas against my speech.
"Barakalloh my sister, glad to see you, proved that nothing is impossible if Allah wills. Although time had separated you, now Alloh unites him," hug Kak Fida to me, again the strands he said are always able to touch me.
"Thank you for being with me all this time, brother," I said to a friend who was like my brother to me.
We both seemed to cry, remembering my struggle to get love back and finding people who dared to fight for me.
"Dear, you made the bride cry. Stop your crying!! Oya, I don't see Mayra Dim" Fahmi told me and Fida.
"Because since the morning of my little girl was busy, now she has fallen asleep Fah," replied Dimas.
"Alright we went down, the queue was long behind," said Fahmi again.
We nodded at the same time.
We continue to crucify guests today, until in the back row looks a very sweet little family. The woman seemed to know Dimas, they were smiling at each other in the distance. And now the little family came before us.
"Congratulations, this is the woman you told me about? And now you're with him?" the woman seemed to fold her hands in greeting and now she seemed to be talking to the Dimasku mas.
Mas Dimaspun nodded.
"I am moved by your love struggle, as I have felt it. Congratulations Mas, may this be your last marriage and can only be separated by death," said the woman towards me and mas dimas, before finally she shook hands and hugged me very warmly.
Also the husband seemed very friendly smiling to us, he looked sweet holding a little son with a face that did not throw the slightest good looks of the father.
They seem down at the moment.
I who feel foreign asked the figure of the woman to mas Dimasku.
"Who Is He? Very pretty and graceful?" my word.
"Name Nara, we met 2 years ago accidentally in the hospital. At that time I was waiting for Mother who was undergoing surgery to install a ring in her heart vessel. And I met that woman. At that time her husband was in a coma due to an accident, and he had just given birth. A strong and great woman. She continued to wait for her husband when he was unconscious, he had told her that her husband was now the one who had destroyed his dream" said Mas Dimas who suddenly fell silent.
"Mommy mean?" I was getting curious about the story of this woman.
"Yes should have married her husband's best friend, but the husband took away Nara's honor ahead of her wedding, and she must live out her destiny with the man who had desecrated her. He could not avoid, because the fetus had grown in his womb at that time. And all the consequences of a relationship she doesn't want at all."
"Who's wrong there?" tanyaku want to hear the opinion of Mas Dimas over the matter that befell the woman named Nara.
"When I heard the beginning of Nara's story, I honestly blamed Yoga, the person who desecrated her.But then, when Nara told me about her husband's regrets, sincerity and patience in seizing her heart, I was touched. I think that the Love that blinds Yoga to doing stupid things can't be blamed. His love for Nara was never wrong, it was his behavior to get it wrong. But he got a reply with the accident. Behind the reply that actually turned Nara's heart to sincerely forgive and accept the husband after, that's the story Dear," explained Mas Dimas.
"It turns out there are many other love struggles, besides our story, Mas" said I.
"Yep. Nara's story, which made me think at that time, that nothing is impossible. And in the corner of my heart, I hope that one day I will always find you again, even though bad thoughts often arise to stop my hope, the worry if you have been happy with others. And in fact it didn't happen, you with your own life struggle and time to reunite us, Lyra," Dimas suddenly grabbed my waist, about to hug me.
"Conscious Mas, we are in public," I said.
"Ohh, sorry. I almost forgot the other presence. How not, staring at your face always diverts everything around mas," said mas dimas quibble now.
"Gombal," I see.
Mas dimas smiled instantly ...
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