Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life

Tragedies

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I drank orange juice in front of me, after I saw Mas Dimaspun do it. Until a few days later ...

Why does my head keep spinning and it's so hot I guess ...

"Masss .. "I called several times my husband who was sitting by my side but I never heard his words. And my head is getting dizzy ...

Until my big hands gripped my shoulder, they kept taking me. And I don't remember any more after that ....

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🌻Hit. 03:15

I felt a pounding heartbeat pumping as I forced my heavy eyes to open. I felt the hand that locked my body tightly.

The smell of perfume also pierced my nose to the edge of my brain, the scent of perfume that I was so memorized, and so melenakanku. Makes me seem to be carried back in a dream that seems so beautiful and real, togetherness with the lover who seems opium that does not want to pass quickly.

Some time passed again until the figure beside me moved his body, he woke up. He swept my shoulder and whispered to me, "Sayangg ...."

"Hmmm," Iid.

And, "Ohh," as soon as the figure beside me sat down and continued to massage his heavy head, he was shocked to see the unfamiliar room, peeking at the blanket covering his body and the body of the woman beside him, "Astagfirulloh .. What are we doing here? Lyra, wake up baby, this isn't our room ...."

"Mass, my head is so dizzy, my whole body is sore, Mass" I still don't realize what's going on.

"Wake baby! Something is wrong here ...."

Instantly the man by my side walked into the bathroom, wet his head and immediately put on clothes that seemed to scatter on the side of the bed.

"Darling ... wake up! Put your clothes on and we'll go home! Mas's premonition was not good," whispered my man making me sit down immediately and try to wear one by one my clothes placed on the bed by my husband with my imperfect awareness.

"Damn, 50 missed calls, Shifa, Aldo and Mom? What's going on at home? Honey hasn't?"

I washed my face in the sink, and put on my unflattering hijab when I came. We walked out of the room and immediately got out of the hotel where we were. At first glance my eyes caught the cafe on the lower floor where we had dinner before La ELPalAZZo Cafe , which became our last place to finally be unconscious.

Cold air sweeps our bodies that feel stiff, we leave marks on the body as well as the rest of the sweat that has not been cleaned.

The street lights were still on and decorating along the road we were on, some people were still seen wandering around indeterminate in the early hours of the day that was almost light.

Our brains keep staring and guessing every thing that happens until the tightness of the end when imagining the possibility of something bad that we have missed before.

In no words, just silence became our steering wheel companion, so I thought I would have to let out the claustrophobic stuff that filled my brain right now ....

"Mass, could this be all Rendi's work, and what if something happened ....

"Stop! Don't continue! I don't want to be prejudiced. Open your phone and call home, let's see if everything's okay" said Mas Dimas with a face that looks chaotic.

*Tuttt ... Tuuttt .... Tutt*

"Acasino'aikum ..."

"Wa'alaikum salam, Lyra Dimas, where are you? Hurry home!!" looks of anger from behind the phone and it's the voice of i-bu A-ri-ni.

"Mass ...."

"Hows it? why is it closing so fast?"

"Mother A-rini at Mass, Masss ... What happened at home?? Childrenk ... what if something happens to me-reka ..." lirihku do not feel the water droplets continue to force now out of hiding.

"Ahhh, sialll," riled up Dimas clenched his fingers and hit the wheel very hard.

"Don't cry baby, we're all facing it!."

And various things about the kids kept popping up in my brain. Until a few moments passed our residential gate had been seen. And within a short minute the shadow of our crowded-looking home caught our eyes ...

Some security was seen pacing back and forth in front of the house, there was also a police car parked in front of the gate of our house. Black Yaris Firgie and Brio Aldo also appear to line up there.

And Terios mas Dimas is coming in. The atmosphere of the house is increasingly visible. The father's APV is parked there accompanying Jazz Silver. As we got out of the car, Dad and Aldo were having a serious conversation with a policeman in the living room, and Dad shook his head when he noticed our arrival. We immediately sat down to blend in.

"What's going on, Dad?"

"Get inside meet your mother!!"

And we enter now, the mother looks helplessly sitting in the living room accompanied by Shifa at his side. His eyes caught our bodies.

"You're finally home .. What is this Dimas! This is how you look after your family! And you guys, where have you been? Hair is messy, hijab is not neat. What were you guys doing all night? Are you just selfish?" my mother continued to cry.

"What is this Mom? What happened at the In-mas house?"

*Mother's grandson* ....

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