Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life

Reluctant to Go Home

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When I enter the house. At 20:05 I saw a wall clock in my room.

I'm hijabku. Prepare to clean my body that has been sweaty since morning.

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I picked clothes in my closet.

I haven't even had time to iron.

"Huhh.stay just a few pcs of my clothes," I said.

I picked a grey t-shirt.

I took my knee-length amry-patterned pants.

I comb and then I roll my hair.

The bangs beside me I let unravel.

I also let my face without makeup so it looks natural.

I lay my body on the bed, trying to remember everything today.

"Many things happened" I thought.

Sister Fris .. with her love madness.

Mas Dimas ..with a smile he forced always after getting a call from his mother, holding every thing but his eyes can not lie.

They are like mysteries.

I keep a lot of questions in my mind.

Suddenly recorded my togetherness with mas Dimas.

"Ohh mas Dimas ..," I said with a smile of my own.

At 20:30

"Tock..Geck..."

Ohh ... That sound, from my house??

"Who's coming tonight2 bgini??"

A little window.

"Mas Dimas, he didn't come home" I said in surprise.

at once I opened the door that limited me and Dimas.

"Mas Dimas ...."

Mas Dimas was without surprise to see my appearance was different from what he used to see.

"Lilg ...."

"Why is it here?" many wonder.

"Can I come in??"

"i-yeah can't be."

He sat in the TV room. His eyes sometimes look at me.

"What would you like to drink?"

"Don't Ly, I'm sorry to be back again," he was cut off.

flashbacks: flashback:

Actually mas Dimas is still reluctant to go home, do not want mom to intimidate him when at home. And Lyra, she wants to tell the girl everything. But in his mind was afraid that the girl would stay away from him when she knew the truth.

But Lyra also did not want to know everything from others. He kept thinking still not moving from the alley, Lyra's rented alley was located.

Until after some time ... he thought to return, "may the child has not slept," his inner.

"Ly .. "call him while watching my appearance from head to toe.

Justify my sitting position. I covered some of my knees that were visible with my fingers. It seems like Dimas was uncomfortable to see me without a hijab.

"I'm sorry, I'm at home like this," I said seeing that Dimas's mas seemed uncomfortable with my appearance.

"Why don't you wear your hijab at home?" her ask with gentleness keeping every word was a bit painless to her girl.

"Yes, it's still a process. Don't like it?" lyra carefully answered. His eyes were embarrassed to look at Mas Dimas.

"Don't like it, but the hijab can take care of you. Especially if there are foreigners who come here," he said.

"Just take care of me" I replied spontaneously.

"Heii ... mas seriously listen to me!" his eyes are seriously looking at me.

"Beauty this you save first, displayed for....

"For whom??" cut me off teasing him again," I also actually know the mas for my future husband. But my young soul is still asking for a process to change myself completely, my inner self.

"To those who dare to justify you," replied mas Dimas. What is certain is that the figure is not mas.liihnya in the heart.

"O-yeah, why are you back?"

Lyra's question made Dimas aware of what he had to say.

"Ly, thank you for these days you always accompany me. You gave the day a colored mas. It's like having a new spirit" said Mas Dimas very seriously while grabbing my finger.

The look in his eyes was so deep I saw his eyes glazed over. I tried to look at him. Find out what the cause of the fret is.

"I'm also happy to be close. I should be the one to thank. I want to open my heart to me, not to mention being able to sit this close. Can't walk alone. I used to see that I was nervous" again recorded the first moments I met Mas Dimas. Laughing is remembering that.

"Well, can Ly ask Mas something?"

"As long as I can answer, I'll answer you,"

"What's the relationship with Fris' mother?"

Moments later Dimas looked at me.

"Why did Lyra suddenly ask about Fris? Does he know us? No way, Fris wouldn't dare to say it."

flashbacks: flashback:

"Thankfully you went home. The shower there!! Don't let the Fris family come with you still not ready."

The family room was arranged so neatly.

Various foods are served at the dining table.

The whole family has been dressed up and ready to receive guests who are on their way to their home.

Mother uses a mustard-colored brocade robe with a contemporary model with a wide-looking bottom combined with a gold-colored hijab, her beautiful makeup is not excessive even though the pale on her face can not be covered.

Dad used a long brown batik shirt with a variation of 2 mustard colored stripes in line with mother's clothes.

Shifa Dimas' 10-year-old sister. Using a beautiful dress model babydoll colored cream with a variety of mustard-colored vests is also in line with others.

Dimas came out of his room.

Wearing a black shirt. It seems that he does not like the event that I held in his house.

"What kind of clothes are you wearing in this Dimas?" mother looks angry to see her son who will be a star tonight dress up as he pleases.

"Wear the clothes you've prepared in your bed!" said Mother.

"But Ma'am ... "

"Dimas, listen to your mother, I don't want any drama here!! Do you know your mother's condition?" with a loud tone my father rebuked Dimas.

"OK on.." Dimas passed and returned with the clothes his mother had prepared.

Mustard colored shirt with 2 lines patterned similar batik in the use of the father.

Everyone is ready.

Until finally the waiting guests arrived..

Friska and the family had gathered in the living room.

The two parents seemed to talk comfortably with occasional laughter and jokes accompanying the meeting of the 2 families.

On the right side of Friska with her pink dress looks very sparkling. The day that has been in the future finally arrives. He occasionally glanced at the man sitting far to his left.

A man who looks so handsome in his eyes.

He ignored the void in the eyes of the man.

The whole show was well done.

Without obstacle. Dimas according to the entire procession that he had to do, his eyes occasionally glanced at the mother. The mother who put him in this situation. The mother who looked tough set everything but actually her body is fragile. 4 years of Heart Disease has been suffered. Body skinny. He must be good at keeping his emotions, his breathing is often panting, his chest is often tight.

But he felt that he bore the burden of gratitude that the Fris family gave to his family.

When their condition really deteriorated the father was exposed to a reduction in employees at his PT. Dimas who at that time was still sitting on the bench of Junior High and Shifa who had just been born. The father came here looking for a job but the results were nil. Luckily a friend became their savior. Fris' father.

Fris' father recommended Dimas' father in his partner's company. And the proposal was approved, with the experience, Dimas' father was immediately trusted to be Assistant Manager at the company.

When he was in High School, Fris' father who saw his daughter's movements liked Dimas. Not thinking for long, immediately talk to the Dimas family. And it is clear because the Budi who owned the family Dimaspun agreed without the need for the consent of the son.

On condition that the son finish his studies.

And it happened today.

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The show's done.

"Can we talk for a minute!" dimas seemed to approach Fris who was glowing to welcome his prince.

"I've done what my family wanted, and it's going to happen the way you want it. But there's one I want you to promise me.

BEFORE YOU BECOME MY WIFE NEVER INTERFERE WITH MY PERSONAL AFFAIRS OR WITH WHOM I HANG OUT!!! Can you promise me that??"

"What does it have to be ?? why what should such a deal be?? You are my future husband Mas. I deserve your heart and your heart!!"

"Even you know Fris that I did all this for my mom and family. I'll definitely be your husband but you haven't even entered my heart Fris."

"Open your heart in the box!!" Fris with a pleading look.

"Please promise me Fris! or I'll change my mind about this wedding!!."

"Don't Dimas! never say such words. You know how much I loved you for a long time. You are my life Dimas!!" Fris whining.

"You have to promise!!" said Dimas again.

"Okee, I promise. As long as you become my husband ...

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"Why didn't I answer my question??" Lyra's voice resuscitated Dimas' residence.

"Ohh ... What did you ask Ly?"

"About Mas and Fris' relationship."

"He was my schoolmate."

"But why it----

Not to mention I continued my words Dimas stopped him.

"Replace the topic, I don't want to talk about other women."

"Talking about the woman exactly," added mas dimas in the heart.

Suddenly Dimas looked at me deeply while holding my finger tightly.

"Ly was horrified!" his gaze was very serious

I nodded while looking at him.

"Whatever happens tomorrow, Lyra must know in the heart of Dimas there is only you. There was no intention of playing Lyra. Lyra believes the same?"

I nodded again.

"Smart kid," Mas Dimas suddenly smiled looking at me nodding innocently.

"Mas gemes like you," he said again, stroking my head and then pulling my head to his chest.

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