Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life
Firgie Truth
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After I and Dimas mas who fell asleep because they were very tired, after Maghrib mas Dimas seemed to invite Mayra out to find food for us and our family. While baby Dirga and Diyara I watered with red seachet porridge that I carry always in my bag.
Azan Isya reverberated to coincide with the entry of terios Mas Dimas in the yard of our house. Before long, Mayra seemed to enter with several plastic packages that looked heavy for her small hand size.
Instantly also Ma'am Dinar helped Naya bring the goods kedapur, I was still breastfeeding Dirga. While Diyara seemed to crawl to and fro with his agility.
"Where's the daddy, honey?" I asked Mayra who had been sitting by my side this time.
"Father straight to the Bun mosque," said the innocent little girl who always adorable me. He seems to be kissing his sister now.
A few moments later ...
Mas Dimas seemed to have gone home, we went to the dining room at this time.
My step stopped before my baby sitter, "Let's eat with Mama," I told Dinar who was sitting on the carpet watching Dirga and Diyara who were still not tired of playing. Various Mayra dolls appear scattered in the throwing by the twins.
"Please Mom first, let me take care of the twins first Mom,"
"Well, alright," I said then continued my steps into the dining room at this time.
"Bought anything?" I asked to see some packages still wrapped in rice paper in front of me.
And Mayra seemed to deftly immediately take charge of my question,
"This is my father's seafood fried rice" he placed a packet of fried rice in front of mas dimas.
"This ketoprak has Mayra who does not use chili," Mayra seemed to put her food on her plate.
"It's ketoprak has a mother who cabenya 2" and immediately Mayra put the package in front of me.
"And this is the last fried rice ampella for Mbak Dinar," Mayra seemed to pull over the package for mbak Dinar.
"Smart Dad's son," sweep spoiled Dimas mas into Mayra's head instantly.
Not waiting for long, Mas Dimas and Mayra started eating their food at this time. But I don't seem to want to eat ketoprak, I don't know why seeing ketoprak as tight as my chest tastes.
"Mother why aren't you eating her armpits?" mayra asked to see that I had not opened my package.
"Looks see dad eating fried rice, mommy so want fried rice. Mother of tukeran with Mbak Dinar only ah."
"Bak, I'm eating ketoprak gpp right?" I shouted at Dinar.
"Yes gpp ma'am" he answered.
"Ehhh, don't be darling, ketoprak still you eat later fried rice eat together with Mas aja, Mas also too much of this."
"But I don't want to be broken," I said.
"This is a nice copra Mother bought it where we once bought you know, which is in Mall XX."
"Why baby?? tumben anyway, isn't this your favorite?" mas Dimas looked confused there.
"Now I don't like it anymore" I said. I ignored Dimas' confused face there.
"Ohh, okay okay. Yes it's been tukeran with mbak Dinar yaa," said mas Dimas looking at me gently, he wanted me to eat immediately and not murmur.
And I began to eat fried rice at the ampella in front of me at this time, occasionally Mas Dimas held out a spoon of my mouth, so that I also tried his seafood fried rice. I accepted too. Until now the food in front of us together has been exhausted and my full stomach is no doubt.
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At 21:30 at this time, my twin babies have fallen asleep, Mayrapun so in his room. Mas Dimas seemed busy with his laptop. And I'm not waiting for Dimas. I leaned my body against the sofa where Dimas was. I hugged my roll and somehow tears instantly dripped unstoppable. Astagfirulloh, what's wrong with me? I can't be like this? Even Mas Dimas can't see me crying ...
Immediately I took a deep breath and threw it away, I continued to do it like that until my emotions subsided. A few moments later I felt a hand start to slip to my waist. I'll turn my face right now.
"Mass," Iid.
"What's going on in Fida's house? You've looked different since we were there" said softly to Dimas as his hand continued to sweep my head.
I looked at the face of my husband, Mas Dimas, who had justified me. And this face, there's been a lot of pain and happiness that I've had with her. Little scratches can't weaken me, I belong entirely to this man. There must be nothing I can hide from him ...
Immediately I woke up from my bedside position, I leaned my shoulder into the background of the bed. Dimas soon followed my position. He looked at me deeply, waiting for the word that came out of my lips at this moment.
"Lyra wants to share with Mas?" I looked at Dimas's voice while grabbing my finger and tucking it.
I looked back at my husband's sincere face, the face that seemed to wait for my answer, I also began my speech, "Mas, earlier brother Fida said something ...
"About??"
"Mas, promise first, please don't misunderstand..!!"
I saw a nod on Dimas's face and I resumed my speech.
"Mas, Brother Fida several times to eat to the ketoprak bakulan ....
I nodded, and Dimas seemed to let out a long sigh afterwards, and then he said, "Then?"
"Sir Fida accidentally heard the chat of employees there, if their boss is the owner of the bakulan is a man who ...
"Blind," said mas Dimas immediately firmly.
"Mas ...," I was surprised it was possible that Dimas had been ....
"You may ask Mas, if there is anything you want to know," said Dimas now as if he knew what was in my heart.
"Maas ...."
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth,"
And I really didn't expect it with Dimas's mas talk. So all this time Dimas already knew that Fir-gie was blind??
For a while I was silent and could only stare at my Dimas mas, why did you hide it Mass?? my inner.
"Just ask you don't just talk in your heart" said Dimas again as if he knew my heart.
I still look at the face of my husband who is also looking fixed on my face.
As soon as Dimas pulled me in his arms, I tried to take him off but the stronger he locked me up.
"Don't be mad at Mas" he whispered later.
I did not budge powerlessly rejecting the body that was getting tighter lock on me and now I resignedly accept the hug.
"Is everything bothering you so much? Are you sorry about being with Mas??" the deeper the voice of Mas Dimas the more it slashed my heart. I got carried away with the prejudice of mas Dimas over me.
I cleared my brain in my silence, slowly I held my hand back in my husband's arms. I shouldn't be angry, what wind makes me feel so tight. Can't be claustrophobic over others, my tightness should only be for my husband. "I'm sorry Mass" I said.
Moments later, Dimas finally let go of his hug, he kept looking at me. I'm trying to smile now. A smile that might still seem forced but I kept doing it so my husband knew I wasn't mad at him.
"When did you know?" I'm leaning on my husband's shoulder now.
"You remember, when we came back from the tangerang after marriage, that afternoon Mayra whined for a helmet, and we went to Firgie's basket."
I nodded too.
"That morning I kept you in the car and also Mayra I made fun playing with my phone, until I got myself into ordering the ketoprak at that time. I don't know why I wanted to see the man and ask him why he could hurt you so much? and honestly as a guy who knows it's hard to forget, I was kind of suspicious that night that you told me about Firgie's change as well as all her words."
And I'm still hearing carefully the pieces of the story in my puzzle frame that I thought were missing.
"I finally found out the truth, as well as the reason why he hurt you with his words."
"What did he say??" lirihku while I wipe away the tears that continue to force out of my fertilizer.
"That day when it was about to meet you on your covenant day, a sedan lunged at its body,"
"Akhhh," and I also felt the pain of imagining it.
"Can I continue?"
I drowned my face now in Dimas's chest and immediately nodded softly.
"Hand and leg were broken, and his eyes were struck by a very hard blunt object. He's blind. And he deliberately said harsh words to you, so that you could forget him. Because he doesn't feel like he can take care of you with his condition."
And I'm sobbing right now in my husband's chest.
Mas Dimas swept my head now, trying to calm me down.
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A moment passed, my emotions had subsided. I heard Dimas calling me soft, "Darling ...."
"Hemm" I replied.
"Do you regret marrying Mas after knowing everything?"
And I looked into my husband's eyes right now, "Why do you think so?"
"Because you look so sad. If you had known earlier, you might have been able to deal with it together," softly heard Dimas's voice now.
"But in fact he lied. And I hate lies" I said.
"If you had been with him, you wouldn't have borne such a huge burden by having Diyara. With Firgie you'll definitely have a healthy child. Not like Diyara who suffered a congenital heart from my family."
"Stop Mass, don't say things like this. You're my husband, don't compare yourself to other men. I'm just gonna live with you, I'm all yours, you know?" I said now, pressing my arms against my husband's body.
"Despite that?"
You doubt me, huh??
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