Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life

Meet Mayra's mother

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🌻Dimass ...

And I returned again to my house, a residence that some days kept crowded for us all its inhabitants. Tragedies happened so fast, I was just about to be happy after my heart surgery that was blue. And now tragedy is happening again in our little family.

At 23:00 at the moment. All day long I shared my brain activity, after a sudden exchange was canceled, the tragedy of the accident that killed Rendi and put Frista in a coma, my daughter Diyara who still has no trace of her existence, I also have to monitor some of my cake shops. It's not fair that the tragedy my family has experienced, has an impact on the income of my employees. Therefore the cake shop went normally as if we had no problems.

Entering the house becomes a scourge that is so creepy right now for me, how not? I'm going to meet my wife who is very fragile at this time. Unable to stare at his grief and worried he would catch my anxiety. My poor Lyra lived with me as if she was carrying endless pain. But I must always take care of you, for I have promised not only in front of your father but also in front of my Robb.

I opened a big white door in front of me right now, the one that led me to our home. The room had a lot of fun with Lyra and my twin babies. Imagining my twin babies, it flashed back the figure of Diyara my beautiful angel who since birth pain had accompanied it. Wherever you are now love and do'a father is always with you darling, my inner turmoil.

I approached and I looked at the face of Lyra my wife who was asleep, the face of ayu that looks innocent without sin while asleep.convex under her eyes is enough to interpret her sadness. If I could, I'd have erased all the stories about your tightness in this story with me. The face remains the same even though over 8 years all these stories began, your innocent face at that time always danced in my mind. Even now, that face has turned into a face of maturity even though it is spoiled and weak you occasionally show.

Lyra-us ...

I pecked slowly on the forehead of my beloved woman, not wanting her to be disturbed in the embrace of her sleeping flowers. I change my clothes and I lay myself by her side, your body always becomes opium to me, I slowly stick my face on her back shoulder that is behind me. Wanting to hug my wife's body, but I paled my intention because I didn't want her to wake up.

At 02:00 I woke up when I heard the groaning and the cuddling of a woman by my side. I look, it turns out Lyraku is complaining to Robb. Seeing like this crowded I guess, Lyra was very sad .. I should be able to find out the whereabouts of my daughter, eroding the claustrophobic Lyraku. I can't see it like this.

My lyra's folding her alphabet now, I pretend I'm closed not wanting her to realize I'm watching her. Lyraku took the pillow and laid her body on the sofa. Bandung air is very cold in the early hours like this, why he sleeps there even without a blanket.

I lifted my body and approached him. I swept his head, until he turned his head and was stunned to realize I was sitting by his side.

"You're awake, Mass?" ogre.

"Why sleep here? Let's get back to bed" I said and was responded to by a headband by Lyraku.

"What's up, honey? sleeping on the cold couch .." I said back.

And again my Lyra shook her head. He turned his back and closed his eyes. I lifted her slender body until she was shocked.

"Let me down Mass" he said.

"We sleep in the bed!"

"No Mass," and Lyraku still insisted on coming down from my sling but I stopped him.

And until we split up, I slowly lowered Lyraku's body. "You don't want to sleep near Mas?" I started to understand what was happening.

My lyraku was silent again.

"Mas who will sleep on the sofa later, Lyra sleep here, mas won't interfere." I covered my wife's body with a blanket and I rushed to the sofa.

I understood Lyraku who was still in shock with everything that happened. He felt guilty, because at the time of Diyara's disappearance we were even enjoying a night together at the time, despite all the influence of drugs that included Rendi in orange juice that we gulped.

🌻**1 Week Later**

"So Friss is still unconscious?"

"Not Ma'am," said Mas Dimas replied to ask mother while breakfast is still served Bik Lasmi in front of us. Mother is still*stay* in our house, still worried about the whereabouts of her granddaughter. While my father has returned to Bekasi to take care of his business. And my parents, because of the poor condition of my father can only support me with do'a and conversation through my phone connection.

"I'm going to the hospital with Mayra" I said.

"Mas is going to come," I nodded.

"Hopefully Mayra's presence today could knock Friss' consciousness," she said.

"Aamiin Bu, the day after Mayra I brought a small movement in Friss' fingers, hopefully the arrival of this second Mayra can give more response, even Lyra hope Friss can be aware," lirihku and mas Dimas instantly swept over my shoulder.

"Have ... already, we eat first continue chatting later. Mayra eats a lot, baby," said the mother sweeping the head of the granddaughter sitting next to her.

"Yes Uti," replied Mayra while giving a soothing smile to make us who see carried away smiling at this time.

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On the way home from school, I, mas Dimas and Dirga in my arms were waiting for Mayra in front of her class. I take it with me a lot now, I'd rather take it wherever I go after the tragedy.

"Mother, Sister ...," called Mayra who had left class immediately kissed her little sister in my arms.

"Can you do your job, honey?" ask Dimas to the princess.

"Can Dad, Mayra number 1 collect the task," answered Mayra innocently.

"Smart son of Dad."

"We're going to see Frista's mom again, Bun?" ask Mayra now.

"Yes dear," I replied as I swept the head covered in hijab with a side rope that made Mayra look beautiful and adorable.

After Diyara's disappearance, I was more open to Mayra. Even though he is not even 7 years old, he is very mature in responding to what happened. Even he continued to throw empathy and passion when I was down. Mayra's friend confided in me that if her father was busy, I told her about Friss' mother, and how Friss's consciousness would help her little sister find her again. Even for her real father Rendi, we closed it tightly. Enough Mayra tau mas Dimas is his only father, do not want bad behavior Rendi affect his soul, but Rendi also died.

🌻Dago Hospital Grub

At the age of under 10, Mayra should not be able to enter Friss's isolation room. But after a hard time we reassured the escort doctor Friss, and the importance of Mayra's presence to unmask our daughter's whereabouts. Finally the doctor allows with the health risks Mayra the family will bear.

Using sterile clothes and a tight mask, Mayra is now by my side and continues to hold her mother's fingers. I let Mayra say whatever she wants. Mayra is smart enough that she knows the importance of her presence to Frista who began to realize her role as a mother before the accident.

"Mother Frista, why haven't you woken up? It's noon ma'am, Mayra wants to play with mom .... Don't you miss Mayra? Mommy said, Mayra was in the stomach of Frista's mother, Frista's mother was good at taking care of Mayra. Mom lets Mayra kick mom's belly, mom gives food when Mayra's in mom's belly. Ibuu .. let's wake up, Mayra will love Frista's mother like Mayra loves Mother Lyra. Mayra is happy to have 2 mothers. Ibuuu ..." whispered Mayra slowly into Frista while continuing to kiss the face of the woman who turned her.

And I could only hold back my tears, staring at my daughter who was trying to find her sister. Mayra .. thank you, you are a wonderful gift in my life, said in my mind.

"Bune ... Mother do not cry, Mayra will try to wake Frista's mother again" said Mayraku as he hugged me. Sayangg .. I returned the embrace of my tiny Mayra body and I nodded afterwards.

"Mother Fristaa .. said the father, Mayra's eyes were like a round and big mother. Mayra likes Mayra's eyes. And said Mommy, Mayra's smile is also sweet like Mother Frista. Mayra's hair is also curly like mother's. Mayra looks like Frista's mother, but Frista's mother is now angry about not seeing Mayra. Ibuu .. let's wake up, I can stay in Mayra's house really, right Mommy?" ask Mayra to me now.

I also nodded.

"Tuhh, Mother Lyra has allowed Mother to stay with Mayra, Mayra wants to sleep in Mother's arms. I want to hug Mayra, like when Mayra's a baby. Ibuw ....

And I'm approaching Friss right now, "Bakk, get up! Your son has come mbak, your son also misses you his birth mother. We're gonna raise Mayra together. Wake up Maakk .. You have responsibility towards Mayra, be full. Give me the affection you've wanted to give all this time, do everything you want to do with your daughter Mayra. May ... I allow it Ma'akk. Banguunnnn .. "bluff me, I drop my head now to the edge of Friss' bed and sob there, hoping for greater awareness Friss.

"Mhd ... Wake up!! Give me back my daughter Diyara!! Where's my daughter Diyara? What's my fault with you, ma'am? Why do you have to take care of my little baby .. You're evil mbakk. Let's go, Mayra, don't mind your mother anymore ...." I'm starting to lose my mind, I'm angry right now. I pulled Mayra's arm and ran towards the door.

Mommy wait, i-bu open your eyes ...

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