Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life

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How could something like this happen?? If Mayra had memorized it, did Friss know too?? What during being Friss' husband, mas Dimas also often delirious like this??

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🌻At 04:00

Like there's been an automatic alarm inside me, every night I'm gonna wake up at this hour.

I lifted my body from Dimas' arms, making sure by looking at my phone on the table, what time is it. And I thought it was 04:00 there.

Suddenly a pair of hands that realized I was taking off his arms, wrapped their hands around my waist, holding me back from the bed at this moment.

"It's still night, where are you going, honey?" the voice of someone who all night did not let my body escape from his deckap.

"I want to pray Mas night, what if we pray together?" I said while continuing to tease by sweeping the cheek mas with my lips.

"Byeah, you wudhulah first, later mas following," said mas Dimas.

"Alright, but let go of Mas's hand, I can't move" I said.

"Ohh, sorry."

Immediately I lifted my body when Dimas' heavy hand released me, I put on my robe underwear before I finally came out of my room. I heard the voice of my mother chanting the holy verse in her room.

I immediately ablaze and move to the room again, I cross paths with mas Dimas as he was about to ablution anyway. And we immediately perform our sunnah worship after.

Before long adzan dawnpun reverberate, we continue the worship of sunah with our mandatory worship congregation. I kissed the back of Dimas' hand when he finished his prayer. He continued by kissing my forehead and as before he held me back and put his hand on my crown, and Dimas again prayed for goodness from me.

Mas Dimas was struggling with his cell phone at the moment, while I started tidying up Dimas and Mayra's clothes, separating their dirty clothes and clean clothes so as not to mix. I sat on the edge of the bed behind him at this moment.

Until suddenly a full circular hand on my waist ...

"Mas .. I'm just beberes," I said.

"Later on" whispered mas Dimas.

Mas Dimas flicked my hair forward and I felt it start to slit my back neck.

"What's your gas doing?"

"Bothering Mas's wife" he whispered back.

Mas Dimas seemed to deliberately make me amused by sweeping my neck with his chin, his hands began to lock my hands.

"Mass, gelii .. stop," I cried while unable to resist the murmur and tingling that began to spread throughout my body. And I turned to face him.

"Nahh, if this is how you can look at Lyra."

Mas Dimas started to pull my hair back, stroked my hair and tidied it behind my ears.

"Thank you, even just looking at you is happy, mas still feels like a dream has become Lyra's husband," said Dimas.

"Mass, what the hell to say," I also seemed to be bewitched by the look of my husband's face, I swept the soft face of my Dimas, his eyes that radiate love, his nose that sharp, and these lips, he said, the lips that had taken my first kiss, also the chin taper with the thin beard that always made me tickle. I still feel good about her face, messing with her hair. Until Dimas caught my hand.

"Your hands are very naughty to tease my dear mas," said mas Dimas immediately hugged me.

"Your body is very thin, eat a lot of Lyra," said Dimas.

"Yes, my body doesn't contain anything like Friss' mom, does it?"

"Hey, Mas didn't mean to compare you, dear" said Mas Dimas.

"Mas, there's something I want to ask you," I said, releasing a hug from Dimas.

"Say!!"

"All I know is that Friss is infatuated with you, how can he beat you up?" many wonder.

"Why talk about that woman, we just talk about something else okay!" said Mas Dimas.

"I'm just wondering Mas, you're being nice to her, aren't you?"

"Do you have to mention what you did with Friss?" said mas Dimas.

"Don't you, do you love him?" askaku.

"Mas love you dear."

"It's not about me, but Friss" I said.

"Mas has tried to treat him well, why he can menduakan mas, mas do not know. And don't want to know, satisfied?" mas Dimas's.

"But you guys have Mayra, you must love her first, don't you?"

"Don't ask again okay!!"

"Mas, honestly! I won't be angry. Moreover, Friss' body is very contained and tempting, you must like it, right Mas?"

"Lyo, STOP!!" mas Dimas firmly back, it seems he really does not like my question.

"You're mad at me, man?"

"Where's Mas's clothes, Mas wants to take a shower!" cold mas Dimas.

🌻Am I wrong? I'm just asking, yesterday Dimas also questioned about Firgie and I'm not angry, inner Lyra.

🌻Sorry Lyra, I don't like to talk about Friss. I tried so hard to love Friss at the time, but my heart refused him, my heart just wanted you. And for us, betrayal is painful. Not about Mas, but about Mayra. Therefore mas do not want to discuss it, the matter of who is wrong and right, mas do not want to look back. I want to look to the future with you. This time I was a little angry because you kept comparing your body to Friss. And to make dozens of children even like Mayra, without love can, dear.

Mas Dimas came out of the bathroom and immediately talked to you outside.

I immediately took a shower, and bathed Mayra who began to wake up afterwards.

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🌻AT 07.00

The whole family seemed to be getting ready this morning, Mr. with his angkot uniform, Sherly with his work clothes and Ersha with his school clothes. We gathered in the living room while eating our breakfast. Because Mother has been cooking fried rice for us since morning. Mayra also seemed to enjoy eating very much, today she wants to eat alone does not want to be fed, he said.

And now mas Dimas, started talking in between our meals,

"Father, Mother, at 9 pm, Dimas will return to Bekasi with Lyra and Mayra," said Mas Dimas who made all family members flabbergasted.

"Why should you come back so soon Dim?" ask Father.

"Yes Nak Dimas, 2 days more son," added Mother.

"Sorry sir, Buk, Dimas there is also work to be taken care of, so can not linger here," said mas Dimas again with a polite tone.

"Yahh, Ma'am, it's really nice to go home," Ersha told me.

"Mas Dimas will work Sha, later klo rendang mbak Lyra is also here again really," said I.

"Mayra is staying here, yes, Temenin Uti," said the mother teasing Mayra.

"Mayla wants to but the same Mother nginepnya," said Mayra.

"Mother let Dek go home, anty Sherly take to the Mall deh," said Sherly seduce Mayra.

"No, I don't want to be the same Mother."

"If you're the same mother, who's the same father?" goda Ersha is back.

"No way, Mayla wants to go to Bekasi just like father, mother," said Mayra with a tone began to get upset.

"Yes, Yes ... Mayra went back to Bekasi kok," said the father did not want any crying on Mayra's face.

"If that is so, please Lyraya guarded Dim," said the Father.

"Surely sir," insisted mas Dimas.

I was staring at Dimas's mas at the moment, but Dimas's mas didn't even look at me. Was Mas Dimas angry, for what happened this morning? my inner.

"Well, you're leaving, let's Sher, Sha, you're leaving too, right?" he said after breakfast on his plate was finished.

Dimas and I immediately stood to take my Father and my brothers to leave, the Father seemed to approach me at this time.

"Father departs yes Nok, Dimas a good boy, you are calm already there to take care of you," said the Father whispered as I was in his arms.

"Father always take care of health sir," I said holding back tears that almost dripped. Can not bear to actually see the Father who began to age must still attract angkot to meet the needs of life.

"Beautiful boy, Akung work first yes," Mr. appears to kiss Mayra at this time.

Afterwards, the father is seen embracing the Dimas mas away to his angkot, "Please love Lyra Dim, Lyra is the oldest child but she is the most fragile, different from her 2 younger siblings. Lyra looks tough outside but she is whiny, as a child she is most often sick but Alhamdulillah big healthy. Mr. Lyra ya Nak," seen you secretly wipe his tears. Mas dimas who caught him immediately hugged the Father.

"Dimas will love Lyra as you love her" said Dimas.

Shortly afterwards, the Father swung his hand at us from within his armature, and at once the host was no longer visible.

Ersha and Sherly seemed to greet me and Dimas, only then kissed Mayra who was still cool with crackers in her hands.

"We left, Mas, Mbak, Assalamu'alaikum" said the two who were on motorcycles away from our residence.

"Wa'alaikum greetings," replied our greeting which still looked stunned at this moment.

I followed mom into the kitchen at this time, Mayra seemed to be watching TV and mas Dimas was busy with his laptop.

🌻AT 09.00

"We left Buk" I hugged and kissed Mom's hand.

Mayrapun did the same afterwards.

"Titip Lyra Yes Nak Dimas," said Mother.

"Yes ma'am" said mas Dimas.

"Mother ... This is a little bit of Dimas," looks mas Dimas gave Mom an envelope.

"What is this son, already .. yesterday there are still many Nak," said the mother was shocked by the giving of Dimas mas.

"Mass ..". "goddess.

Mas Dimas just glanced at me and turned back.

"Please accept ma'am, Lyra is now no longer working, if you need anything do not hesitate to talk to Dimas," said mas Dimas who made the mother almost cry and immediately embrace and rub his shoulder.

"Thank you son, may your rezekiy be more and more blessings," do'a mother be a parting word for us at this time.

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