Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life
Although Far Always Admitted
●Thank you to the readers who are still faithful waiting for the continuation of the love story Lyra❤❤
●Towards ending😊
●Lanjuutt yaa👋☺
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The light blue storied Kossan with many lined doors caught our eyes at the moment. Kossan is located in the center of Bandung with various facilities in front of us at this time.
But this kossan seemed deserted as if uninhabited, we finally chose to approach the security guard who was guarding outside.
After talking for a while to ask the figure of the inhabitants named Earth, the security guard conveyed his speech that has been a few days to want the Earth to return to his hometown.
We were stunned, and when we asked if there was a baby with him when he left the village, the security guard said there was a baby girl and according to the Earth boy it was his nephew.
we asked again, how long usually Earth return home. The guard seemed to shake in response to his ignorance.
Me and Mas Dimas were very confused and panicked. We also exchanged phone numbers to the security guard and requested that Hadi sir the security guard to contact Dimas when the young man named Bumi had returned.
We returned home with shaky steps, the mother who stood in front of the door hoping to see her longed granddaughter look disappointed and worried about where her granddaughter is.
Suddenly I remembered something,
"Mom, I'll call Om Banu and ask him to help find the Earth, what do you think?" mas Dimas said full of hope.
"Can't be Nak, Mas Banu is being assigned to an inland area to monitor a group of people who are troubling the residents there, and according to Rita's mother his wife that area there is no signal even she has not received news of her husband," said the mother.
"Yes Rob, then what should we do" said Mas Dimas.
"There is no other way, we have to wait until the young man named Bumi back to Bandung. It works here, doesn't it?" mother asked while looking at me who looked sad with the reality today which again there is no bright spot about the existence of Diyara.
"According to the mother of the orphanage he worked part-time in Bandung," said mas Dimas.
"Ohh, what in the mind of the boy, a 19-year-old part-time worker but dares to want to take care of a child. What will my grandson eat? Just be careful if my granddaughter until her nutritional condition is bad," growled mother.
"Mother ..." sobbing me now, I can't bear to hear the reality that might happen to Diyara.
"Sorry, I should not think bad, we both pray that Diyara will always be healthy wherever she is. Take your wife and son to Dim's room, they need a break" she said.
It is unexpected that the next day Mr. Hadi security guard at the kossan where Bumi lives sent a message that the Earth has just come, but just tidied up the goods and then left again. He also stated that the Earth was carrying a baby girl. Mas dimas immediately to kossan but the trail of the Earth was again not found, he was gone.
*🌻**1 Month** **then** ...
We still have no news of the existence of Diyara, interrupted by monitoring his business mas Dimas always circling the Bandung area, hoping to find traces of Earth and Diyara, but the results are again nil. Hundreds of pictures of Diyara have been shared by Aldo and Firgie, but no one has contacted our family.
And Arini's mother finally decided to return to Bekasi, because it is her duty to accompany Dad. And Mother Fatia, my mother again could only continue to cry on the phone when discussing Diyara who was somewhere.
Firgie was still as usual dropping off and picking up Shifa. Given the poor condition of our family, he never talked about marriage again. But his relationship with Shifaa looks serious and does not play games, seeing that he is always there and always ready to help my family as busy as any activity.
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*Today*... exactly 6 weeks after Diyara's departure, Dimas as usual came home at midnight after wandering around into his routine looking for traces of the princess.
*Mas Dimas*... continue to appreciate my curiosity, not to go to bed with him. It's wrong .. but right now, this wound is still very deep for me. Wish time would heal and we could live a normal life, but not yet.
And the sofa is a Dimas carpenter, I put a few pillows and a thick blanket into the heater. Sometimes the thinness of Dimas's mas quietly sweeps my head or pecks my forehead at night but I pretend to be asleep not wanting to get into the taste.
*Dirga* .. he was 11 months old, he began to dare to move his legs even though his range was still short and he would choose to crawl to accelerate his movement chasing us. I was happy to see the development of my little baby who began to walk, even though in the corner of my heart was stored very tight, considering that I lived far away from us. Do'a always so that one day time to bring us back together, even though far from it was very stifling.
*My Diyara .. You must have learned to walk by now. May the young man named Bumi give you sincere affection and bestowed much sustenance and blessings so that your life does not lack my Diyara* ...
*Mayra* .. she is a smart sister, she takes care of Dirga like a mother takes care of her child, she is very chatty about the little things about her sister. Mayra always got good grades in school, and now she is taking the entrance test of Favorite Elementary School in Bandung. He was very enthusiastic and always said that later adults want to become Heart Doctors, in order to treat everyone who is sick like his father and little brother ...
🌻At 04:00
Immediately I cleaned my body, the cold that often makes me shiver some time lately I still ignored until when I came out of the bathroom I could not stand, I squat on the side of the bed to hold my shiver.
And somehow Dimas woke up and was shocked to see me curled up on the edge.
"Darling, what's wrong with you?" close near me.
"In-ngin Ma-sss, my words quivered.
"Astagfirulloh," said mas Dimas, taking my thick jacket and putting it on my body to cover the rayon negligence I used.
"It's warmer?"
"Ma-sih in-gin,"
"Ahhh, sorry ..." lifted my body to the bed and hugged my body.
"Maa-sss," I tried to push my husband's body, not wanting to get too close to his.
"Stop!! You're cold, at least until your chills are gone. And mas will release you," he said.
And I'm powerless now, I feel so cold, and Dimas's hug is warm and comfortable.
"Are you often like this after a shower?"
"This se-ming-gu," I said.
"Why not wake up? They won't bother you. I see you like this sad not to be around you."
Wanting to cry actually heard the words mas Dimas, but this loss forced me to avoid you Mass, my guilt still rang up the thought of the tragedy of that night, my mind.
"It's enough Mass, it's not cold," I just don't want to get carried away with my race.
"Alright," at once Dimas let go of his embrace.
"Mas will take a shower, prepare clothes koko Mas ya!" mas Dimas said afterwards.
And before long the morning prayer rang and mas Dimas rushed to the mosque while I was doing my worship at home.
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🌻Before the morning activity as usual at the dinner table, mbak Dinar seemed to be feeding Dirga, Mayra already look beautiful with her Kindergarten uniform, mas Dimas look handsome with navy colored shirt, and, and Shifa looked still in her sleeping pajamas. I ... Seemed very uninspired this morning.
I put in my first feed, I held the taste of food that wanted to turn back out of my mouth, chewed slowly and then I forced it to swallow. Mas Dimas as usual stuck his spoon out at me, but for this morning, I was holding my stomach as if refusing food to come in. I shook my head against my husband's bribe.
"What's wrong?" and Dimas looked astonished now.
"Today I eat alone" I said.
"Mas notice just one mouthful coming into your stomach, let's open your mouth, honey! We ate together as usual" said Mas Dimas as he kept looking at me.
"Mas ... I told you, I want to eat alone, don't force me!!" I said angrily as I sobbed and I wanted to go to the room at this time. I quickly moved my feet up to the top floor.
"Tumben Mbak Lyra is angry Mas? Are you and Mom still alive?" shifaa.
"none. Let's continue eating! Looks like your mother is not well, later let Mas bring food up."
"Mayra will go up to meet Mommy" said Mayra.
"Don't you love, Mayra continues eating, doesn't Mayra have to go to school? Let the mother alone first, okee!." And Mayrapun seemed to nod.
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A few moments later ...
"Darling, you open the door?" and Mas Dimas walked into the room right now carrying a piece of fruit for me.
"If you don't want to eat yes already, but eat this piece of fruit! Lyra's breastfeeding, however, so she's gotta eat."
"Stay away from me Mas, your perfume stings so much I'm nauseous near you ...."
"Yes, it seems like mas wear perfume as usual, not excessive," said mas Dimas felt strange.
"Mass, I said don't come near me, I'm nauseous."
"Okay, okay .... So far is it still smelling Mas perfume?"
"No. Just stay there don't come any closer!"
I stared at my husband standing at the door watching me trying to eat the piece of fruit in front of me, for some reason I wanted to smile to see him standing there ...
*What's wrong with my wife, not long ago she was angry, and now she looks smiling, but let it be .. Even if you can only look at you in the distance, at least Mas can still see your smile*, inner Dimas.
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🌻Happy reading❤❤
🌻Tomorrow In Shea Alloh End😊😊
🌻For the curious state of Diyara, can stop by Thor's latest novel, ❤**My Handsome Dad***❤
