Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life

Take on Shifa

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🌻AT 05:00 BANDUNG CITY

POV Dimas

Kuciumi one by one my little angels, until then I looked at my nose that stood staring at me. I went up to him, he was also waiting for a kiss from me like that. But no, it was not that .. because I had kissed him he still did not take his eyes off.

"What's the matter, honey?" I said as I reached for my beautiful Lyra body now.

"It's okay," and that's the only word I've found from my Lyra's secret.

I went back down her face, I gave a deep kiss on her beautiful lips afterwards.

And he's getting my arms tight.

"You know, Mas, I'm always afraid that everything around me is not real, happiness as if all this time for me, your presence, children. Everything was as if a beautiful colored streak was coloring my gray frame. Mass, you're not leaving me, are you?"

For some reason the words of my Lyra lips sound so beautiful as a poet, such profound words of loss that always have been a heartbreaking shadow for me.

"Why talk like that? It just works as usual, and will return in the afternoon as usual. Don't make Mas's steps heavy darling," I said as I swept my Lyra's long hair.

Until I finally looked at the smile from his face, a small smile that seemed forced but should not weaken my steps. Because not only for work, I also have to make sure my sister arrives safe and on time to go to school in Bekasi.

The cool dew rode in full

Lost dreams and beloved embrace

Sunlight with directed dreams

Bringing the soul to waste

Make the effort a gap

But only on the Alloh the place surrender

And the morning dew bore witness to my struggle this morning, turning the wind as if it were not in vain trying to sweep the eyes that I was holding back, for drowsiness still prevailed. And now the tightness began to feel in the chest, again when I was forced to stay away from my loved ones, the fear of not being able to set Bandung and regroup always circled my brain.

*Astagfirulloh*,

I said a thought to Robbku to raise my consciousness again. I opened my cell phone screen, and immediately there were 4 of my loved ones, Lyra my beautiful wife, Baby twins who are very adorable, Mayra my sweet angel.

Kulaju further Teriosku from Bandung my city settled, to Bekasi where I grew up. The road traffic jams have been inevitable that I have to go through, whether how many traffic lights I have passed. Until finally after 3 hours of travel we came to the face of a large white-painted building where my parents lived.

Immediately I parked my Terios after I entered the large gate that had opened. My sister dropped off immediately when my path stopped.

"Assalamu'alaikumm buu," cried my brother into the house looking for the occupants of the house.

In fact, the residents of the house only have a father and mother. Dad had gone to his office while the mother was busy calling with colleagues in his organization who were planning a banzos activity in a parlour.

Shifa immediately went to the mother's room, "You've arrived son?" asked the mother to see the presence of her beautiful daughter.

Shifapun just nodded and immediately lay down on his mother's bed.

"Had it been Jeng, we will continue the conversation. *Assalamu'alaikumm*," she ended the conversation on her phone.

*Tok .. tok .. tok*...

"Mother ..." I'm calling my mother now.

"That's Dimas's voice, isn't it? You're coming home to your mas?" said mother.

Not to mention Shifa replied, mother has already opened her room.

"Dimass," immediately hugged the son who 2 this week he did not meet.

"Mother," I turned back my arms and didn't forget to kiss her forehead.

"Shifa, what time is it? go there to school..!!!" firmly mom when realizing it's past 8 o'clock at this time.

Shortly after, Shifa was ready to go to school and asked for his mother's permission, only after he left for school was delivered by Mr. Supri.

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"It just so happens that you're here, son, sit down.!! I want to talk to you..!!!" my mother looked serious on her face.

"There is also something Dimas wants to say about Shifaa Bu," he said.

"About Shifa?? did that kid make trouble??"

"No, that's not how it is, Mom."

"Then??" mom looked full of questions there.

"Shifaa intends to take Buu's fashion designer school, but she is afraid if the mother does not agree. Because it is not in accordance with his SMK majors. What do you think mother? Dimas was convinced, my mother was a good mother and did not like to press her daughter's son back. Isn't that Buu?" I pecked the back of my mother's hand now trying to dampen her emotions that might arise.

"Dimas, good mother's son. Are you sure your sister will be serious about her choice. What was that?? Fashion designers??" soft mom reassures what she hears.

"We all know since childhood Shifaa does like to draw, what he sees is always in the picture. Also remember the mother how Shifa can choose a beautiful wedding dress for Cahya son bude Har. It means that he has a high fashion spirit. Wouldn't we better support Shifa's good intentions, because if forced to take accounting, it would be bad if Shifa's own heart rejected it. I'm sorry if Dimas said something wrong, ma'am," and I'm silent now, waiting for my mother to respond to everything I said.

Not waiting for long, I said, "Mom followed what you think is good, son, mother was wrong. You are right ... Shifa has the right to determine her own interests."

Mom raises her hand to my head now, "Good mother's son, you say great mother after mother ruined your life,"

I saw my mother crying right now, I was really sincere but somehow this woman in front of me, just kept blaming herself for what happened to my life.

I-I wiped the soft tears that were dripping on my mother's face. I re-embrace her slender body.

"Dimas dear mother, very dear. Dimas doesn't like to hear you blame everything that's going on. I know that every time I blame myself, Dimas remembers everything. And Dimas felt tight ...."

"Don't go on, son, forgive your mother." My mother started to smile, and I remembered that she was also trying to tell me something. I asked him immediately, too,

"What do you want to tell Dimas?"

My mother seemed to let out a sigh and she said, "You told Lyra Nak?"

"Mother, Dimas doesn't want to discuss that for now" I said.

"Dimas, how long did you cover it? treated early is better, darling, like Diyara is your daughter."

"Like Diyara, Dimas would see the same sadness on Lyra's face. Dimas can't ma'am, even opening up the reality will stifle Dimas, Dimas can't see the sadness in Lyra's eyes back."

"It's wrong, son, no!!! This is not true!!! I'll tell Lyra," I riled up.

"Mom, ahhh ... "

"Dimasss, are you okay, son?? Dimass ...."

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"What conditions like this have often experienced Dimas Rin?" om Rudi said to our personal doctor.

Mother was still staring at her son who was lying down, she seemed to fall asleep after taking the medicine given by Dr. Rudi.

"He lived far away from me, Rud, even I only found out he had a congenital heart a few months ago."

"It's Rin's fault, the heart is not a playful disease. If he loves his wife and children, and wants to be together longer. He had to check the details of his heart condition, how severe his illness would be known from the results of the check," said Dr. Rudi while shaking his head.

"Dimas like me he is hard and will be strong with an opinion that he thinks is right."

"You said Dimas had fainted, and if the body couldn't bear the pain. That indicates the condition of the heart is not pumping properly. You certainly know how much it hurts if your heart is being crushed first. and remember..!!! Heart disease deadly ... have many examples that occur either beginning with symptoms or vice versa."

"Stop told me about Rudd's death ...."

"Take Dimas back, if you want him to live longer like you."

"You know Rud, one day Dimas once said something absurd about donating an eye to someone if suddenly his life was not long. My good son, I don't know whose life he wants to light. Kontan only I refused it at that time, let alone talk donation, Dimas talk death, I can not afford," Arini's mother continued to say with tears that continued to flood her cheeks.

And Om Rudi he seemed speechless to hear the words of Mother Arini. Silent with a face that is difficult to describe.

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"It's noon, tumben mas Dimas has no news? usually for a while he always checks the condition of the house .. "why I feel bad.

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"What time is it?" Dimas seemed to wake up from his sleep.

"Dimass, don't move, son," said Mother.

"Where is this Mom? why is there a hose in my hand?"

"Sorry Dimas, you were unconscious, the mother was confused, and at the advice of Rudi mother brought you to this hospital," said the mother with one hand holding the body of her son who was about to rise from the bed.

"Dimas is well now Mom, there's a lot to do today," Dimas looked strong, insisting he stood up and changed his clothes again.

"Dimas, wait, baby!! The heart doctor will be coming to check on you soon, Dimass ...."

Dimas was not seen from his mother's sight.

*Pardon Dimas Buu, Dimas already know how severe Dimas disease. And let Dimas through the days of Dimas, quiet with the family of Dimas without tears from Dimas' wife*.

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