Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life

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Firgie ...

I don't know why I don't want to go straight home today, even though the night breeze is getting deeper into my skin I still want to enjoy the beauty of the street lights ...

I kept pushing the pace of Yarisku until the lecturer of Pluncut area, the hills are very beautiful. Lesehan tents and bird nests with lights came to my attention in the distance, it seemed cool while drinking ginger breadang enjoying nature and the lights of the people's houses like a sparkling star. I finally pulled my Yaris.

It is more beautiful than my imagination turns out when I walk increasingly into the Pluncut area.

Until after a while walking, I chose 1 tent there, I ordered ginger wedang and cassava cheese to accompany my loneliness.

I just found out there's a place like this. Shifa would be happy if I brought her here. That innocent child, he was so as he was, unthinkable in his response to seeing this beauty. He was not far from the age of Lyra at that time. Both women are good, they are also hijab, although Lyra is not as open as Shifa. Lyra will weigh everything that comes out her mouth. He likes to keep everything in his brain and get it out when he wants to.

Lyra, my chest tightness is always when I remember you. If the disaster had not happened that day, maybe we are together now. A small family with cute and adorable kids. Astagfirulloh ... What I was thinking, Lyra must be happy by now. Dimas must have given her happiness.

Why does my brain always seem to not accept that reality. I miss you Lyra, where do you live now? Want to see you even if only in the distance, make sure you are happy more precisely.

And in the silence of the night, I recalled my old days with my Lyra. The first meeting was strange, for some reason at that time I agreed to the invitation of the Goddess who wanted me to come to his court with his men. Less plausible thing I think now, I met and talked to people who just met for a moment.

And at the Dewi event, Lyra's colleagues mocked me there was a special relationship with Lyra at that time. Hahh, something stupid, even I don't know much about the girl who came with me, all I know is one, her face and attitude attracts my heart. And spontaneously I want to keep smiling today when I remember it, the good times of the day.

I put a piece of cassava into my mouth right now, looking around only I seemed to be sitting alone without a partner. But let it be, I'm not here to bother anyone.

Until suddenly 2 lovebirds seemed to be walking towards me at this time. 2 faces that are familiar to me, the man continued to embrace the woman's shoulder, the woman, and the woman seemed to be hugging next to the man's arm. Sometimes I see the man peeping at the woman's forehead. As soon as I started to feel, this face was very familiar ... Ly-ra and Di-mas .. do they live in Bandung??

Soon I changed my seat, not wanting them to see my presence. And they seemed to be walking past me as they continued to talk. They sat 2 tents away from me, and I who was on top of them could very clearly see it. Luckily I chose the place that was frilly earlier, so my face would be faintly visible from the outside.

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🌻SENTRA AMBASSADOR RESIDENCE

Dimokss ...

After the drama caught me while taking my heart tablet. My Lyra finally believed in me. Even if there is a word that stifles me.

Masss, listen to me .. I'll also be sick if I can't see Mas again.

Honey, of course in my heart I don't want to leave you either. Wants to be with you always. Mas will make your day full of color, after yesterday's tightness we pass. And I've found a place you'll definitely like.

After I made sure the jacket on Lyraku's body was installed perfectly, peeled now the helmet on his head, both gloves also I checked already attached, also socks toted as close the aura.

Matic seemed ready on our home page, because some time before I had asked Mang Diman to take him out of the trunk.

I'm ready with my wheel now, I'm pulling out Lyraku's hands that look embarrassed if I have to hug me first. After I made sure his hands had held me perfectly I also began to advance my matic. Excuse me Mang, do not let your guard down the house, I shouted as I passed through which was opening the fence.

Yes sir, the answer.

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Lyra ...

"Don't get sleepy..!!! I want to speed, if Lyra is cold, just shake Lyra's hand," cried Dimas accompanied the sweep of the wind that began to tease me.

"Yeah" I said with my screams.

True it turns out, the faster the motor driven by Dimas mas, the more piercing the cold I think, again I put my hand on my husband's body, looking for warmth and comfort there.

"Mass, why haven't you reached yet?" I shouted on my husband's boat, because indeed I felt that some red lights had passed, shops, coffee lines, beautiful street lights. But Dimas hasn't stopped his pace yet.

"Thereafter, be patient" said mas Dimas.

A few moments later, I was stunned. The hilly area with various rides and lesehan place caught my eye.

"We go in now yukk..!!" said mas Dimas after parking the matic berejer pretty there.

"Mass ...."

"Hmm???"

I also tiptoed to reach for the ear of the mas dimas, "I love this place" I whispered.

Mas Dimas continued to embrace my shoulder along our path, and I no less continued to seek warmth from his sturdy arm. Until the sight of the lesehan tents caught my eyes.

"Mas I want in the tent, more private," I whine like Mayra asking for something.

"Yes," he answered.

Every now and then Dimas dyed my forehead, and I and Dimas were like young people in the current state, as if this place belonged to us and others were just stones unheard of. Please be informed since marriage which he said we want to date after marriage, in fact we have not had time to do. Exams that came and continued with my pregnancy that made my movement limited. It was like we never thought about spending time together.

And we're in a tent right now. A waiter seemed to approach carrying a list of his restaurant menu. Tafso Barn is the name of the culinary place where we stop at this time, one of the culinary tours in the Pluncut area that attracts many young people because it is said to have a different concept and appearance, transparent tents, and so on, saung, bird cages to tree houses become a way to attract visitors who in fact are quite powerful seen from the filling of every tent we pass.

Rujak cireng, strawberry ice cream and hot lemon tea became our evening dish, because we had eaten at home before. So we chose a light dish.

We're feeding each other ice cream right now. The look in our eyes did not let each other go. Whisper the wind as if to be a beautiful melody in our togetherness tonight. Sometimes mas Dimas rubbed my lips that seemed to be exposed to ice cream that blurted, we also occasionally throw a smile at each other as a radiance of our comfort.

"Do you know where a place like this comes from?" I asked as I took a piece of cireng in front of me.

"From Aldo's. He has been through it a lot before, but never entered. When Aldo told me this place was very comfortable, Mas became curious and began searching, and it turned out to be true even more than Mas's expectations."

"Ohh, I think Mas's been here before with Mbak ...

"Don't go ahead" Mas Dimas cut me off immediately.

And Dimas changed his current sitting position. He sat down beside me, and quickly pulled my head on his shoulder.

"Mas, don't be shy, this is a public place" I said.

"You look at the tents around us, they do, too. Even they are not necessarily halal, why we are halal even embarrassed," said mas Dimas.

"But others know I'm hijab, and they don't know we're married either. It'll be a talk" I whispered.

"Later to tell the servant to write in our tent, the couple is married. Let no one think negatively, if we need to write the names of our three children, how??"

"Ishhh, imagination is high" I said as I pursed my lips.

"Aduuhh, these lips are so gemess want ...

"Be careful not to mess around," cut me and began to distance our bodies.

"Siniii, mas also know that it can not be in public places," said mas Dimas while pulling my body back closer.

"Lyra dear Mas right?"

I also nodded while looking at him.

"Don't just nod, say the obvious" said Dimas, landing a kiss on my temple.

"What still needs to be said, is not Dirga and Diyara has become the proof," I cower in shame for me to say the word love even to my own husband.

"Mas wants to hear Lyra's affection for Mas,"

I shook my head, "Malu Mas" I said.

"Hmm, okay. Seenyoung ... "

"Hmm???"

"Mas loved Lyra, very dear .. dear Mayra, Dirga, Diyara, dear all of you. Lyra always remembers that yes.!!"

And as soon as I wanted to hug my husband, I put my hand on my body, I hid my face on his shoulder, I felt the fragrance of my husband's body that I had so memorized, feeling his warmth. Seems like I don't want to let go. I felt my husband's heavy hands return my arms.

"Hugging Mas in a public place is not shy??" whispered mas Dimas.

I also shook my head, "It's halal," I said, sinking my head in shame.

"Sir, yes ..we go home and continue at home,"

"Ishh Mass" I kept my body away and gave my best smile to my new husband after we prepared to go home.

°°And in the distance ...

It turns out that Lyra is very happy with Dimas ...

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