Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life

Marriage Guidance

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🌻BA'DA MAGRIB

After the Magrib prayer, the mother went to the contract where there were all the big families of Dimas mas are located, me and Dimas mas were also gathered there.

Mother invited us all to dinner together at my residence. And agreed by the Dimas mas family, all of you will say goodbye afterwards, thought Arini's mother.

We are having dinner together at the moment, dinner on mats/leshanes that add to our family. Because indeed in our house there is no dining table, also because of the large number of guests so it is more appropriate to eat together and sit together on the floor to be our solution.

The menu presented is still the same as the menu that was there at the buffet last afternoon only there is an additional satay that was purchased by you a few moments before..

All seemed to eat voraciously without sound, no exception Mayra who I was breastfeeding at this time, he was very happy because chicken satay one of his favorite menus.

A little while later, the meal on our plates each ran out. My sister Ersha gathered the dishes and took them to the kitchen. Before long my sister Sherly came to bring us some warm tea.

I myself was warned that I did not need to help, "focus on your son and husband alone" said the mother.

"Duh so envious mbak, have a daughter all turned out to be good, many who help our work," said aunty Arini at this time.

"It's the same as mbak. All children are special, not men or women. Surely they have advantages that sometimes we do not realize. If women are softer and tend to like to help," said my mother.

"Yes indeed. Oya mbak, I and my family say matur nuwun kathah inggil (thank you very much for) his welcome, happy to get a new family, well received and sanget arranged ngang event, he said, beautiful decorations and all I liked with the event earlier, and especially matur nuwun sampun nampi dimas kalih (thank you for receiving Dimas together with) mother's daughter, Lyra," said Arini's mother with mixed Javanese and Indonesian language, because it does know the Lyra family is also overseas Javanese.

"Sami-sami Mbak, matur nuwun inggil dugi sadayaning keluwargi ageng Dimas wonten griya Lyra (thank you the extended family Dimas has come to Lyra's modest home), I'm sorry if in the reception there are those who feel less pleased Ma'am," said the mother replied to Arini's mother's speech.

"Hayoo it's night, our journey is still a long way, ma'am," said the father cut off the chatter of two mothers who began to feel comfortable.

"Yes we say Ma'am, do not hesitate to advise Dimas if the same way Lyra, the name of the children always need parental direction," said Ibu Arini.

"Lyra-so too, ma'am. Please think of her as your own daughter" Mother replied.

"Mayra wants to go home with Uti?" ask Arini's mother to the grandchild.

"Mayla baleng father and Mother, Uti. Uti first. Be careful Uti," said Mayra.

Arini's mother immediately hugged the granddaughter.

"Don't be naughty, baby" Uti Arini said back to Mayra who was in his arms.

"Yes Uti" said Mayra.

"Bye Mayra," Shifa said after kissing her funny kiss.

"Well back, son, you will have to often invite your father and mother to stay at Opa's house" said Father.

"Yes Opa."

"Mother turned Lyra, please always accompany Dimas," whispered mother when hugging me.

I nodded too.

"Remember Mom's message, don't be naughty. Love your wife" said the mother pinching her son's nose and hugging him. "May be happy always Son," whispered the mother back when hugging the son.

"Yes Ma'am, take care of your health" Mas Dimas was seen kissing his mother's forehead.

"Sir, it's been said not to kiss the mother in public," the mother pinched again into her son's nose.

"Please lead your family well" said Father, embracing his son.

Mas Dimaspun nodded.

I kissed my father's hand afterwards.

Dimas and I also say goodbye to bude, pakde, bulek and paklek who want to go home anyway.

Moments later, the cars seemed to be moving away from the Lyra residence. The atmosphere back to the silence of my family, me, Mayra and mas Dimas now.

Mayra looked spoiled in a sling of mas Dimas. And Mas Dimas immediately grabbed my shoulder and we went inside after him.

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🌻AT 19:30 at this time, the sound of Adzan Isya echoed hinting at the desire of the Kholiq to meet us.

"Let's go to Musholla Nak Dimas," asked the Father when he saw our presence coming into the house.

Mayra immediately went down and ran to Anty Ersha's room at this time, I also entered the room to perform Isyaku worship.

🌻At 20:30 now, the air is getting colder, the wind is blowing more freely. As if trying to find a gap to enter the house and blow the cold on all residents of the house.

Brought with weariness and a disturbing cold, my sister2 has entered her room. In my house there are 3 bedrooms, the room of the Father and Mother, the room of my sister Sherly and my room. But ever since I wandered, my room has been owned by my sister Ersha, we will sleep together if I go home. Another case with tonight, Ersha's room has been decorated in such a way as my room and my small family. People say anyway, bridal room, but honestly I hesitate to mention it like that, shame feel this self. And right now my sister Ersha is sleeping with my sister Sherly in her room.

Mayra and I are still in Mom's room at the moment, and Dimas looks cool chatting with Dad on the terrace.

Mayra seemed cool playing educational games on my phone while laying down on Mom's bed, and Mom kept giving me marriage tips now.

"Mother is still like a dream you have married Nok, have become a wife as well as directly become a mother, we become a woman tuh difficult easy, Kalo said Ustadzah in the study of Mothers, easy yes by being kind and obedient to the husband accompanied by obedience also in performing Prayer Service 5 time, In shaa Alloh the door of heaven has been opened for us. But in reality, the role of the woman is macem-macem, obedient worship is clear, but obedient to her husband is broad reach, there is a son husband that we must educate, there is a son husband that we must educate, there is a husband's money that we have to manage, there is a husband and child stomach that we have to fill, there is a husband's house that we have to take care of, there are husband's needs that we have to meet, there are husband's needs that we must fulfill, and there's so much more.

Tired it must be wong guarantee of heaven, but well have to be patient. And your sweet mother got Dimas, she was like a love and love for you. Although at first the mother was hesitant because of her status, but it turned out that she was good and not ashamed to enter our family which is just a simple family. Oya, back to the feeling of Dimas, for us women, feeling loved is more important than we love. Loving it can hurt but being loved it makes us happy. You love Dimas to?" ask mother.

I nodded slowly, trying to strengthen my heart.

"Well, that's better. Because love is important in a marriage relationship, the marriage bond is forever, the journey is long, and the struggle is not to be happy together in the world alone but also to the afterlife, you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am" I replied.

"If you could match your vision with Dimas, what kind of family would you like to form? Who just like to go for a walk, spend money or otherwise want to improve themselves together, sit in college together and share with each other. Moreover, your husband can certainly give enough material for you, I just want you and Dimas wise to respond to every thing. You know where the destination is, so if one day the storm comes, already have trust and can strengthen each other and not blame one person. You mean mother?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Astagfirulloh, talk until you forget mother's time, what time is it?" ask mother.

"Hour is half 10 Ma'am" I replied after looking at the clock on the wall.

"It's been 1 hour we've been talking. Already, get out there! Dimas must have been waiting for you," said mother suddenly kicked me out of her room.

"Mayra sleeps with Uti yaa," said Mayra's mother, who is playing with Anty Ersha's doll.

"Mayla is not with Dad and Mommy, Uti," said Mayra.

"Sama Uti aja, in Mother's room a lot of mosquitoes," said the mother again still trying to seduce Mayra.

"No, Mayla wants to be with Mommy" Mayra said.

"Here you go, ma'am, let Mayra sleep with Lyra and Mas Dimas" I said.

"Yes, no. Or just sleep in Anty Sherly's room?" said the mother immediately clasped Mayra's hand out to Sherly's room.

It looks outside Mr and Mas Dimas sitting in the living room watching TV.

"Lho Mayra hasn't slept yet?" said mas Dimas instantly.

"Mayla wants to miss Mother's song but was told by Anty Shelly's father" Mayra told her father.

"Gpp ma'am, Mayra let's sleep with us, won't it be Ly?" said Mas Dimas throw a question at me.

"Yes, I've also talked to Mom like that" I said.

"Mother .. mother, yes let's go to the room, you're already sleepy!" said the father took the mother to the room while shaking his head to see the behavior of his wife.

"It was evening, take your son and wife to Dim's room" said the father turned to Mas Dimas before entering his room.

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