Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life

Teaching Do'a

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🌻2 DAYS LATER

Because of his busyness, Dimas has not been grateful to the figure of Mother Irsya. And because today the schedule is quite leisure, after seeing a new outlet in a Mall Cikarang area, Dimas immediately returned home.

11:00 》RABU

Many times Dimas tried to contact the mobile number given Fahmi his best friend. The number in the name of Mother Irsya is written on the screen hpnya now. But again the voice of the operator that was heard Dimas, who continued to state that the intended number was out of reach. (Lyraya again working yes, the phone is turned off )

Well I'll send him a WA message, Inner Dimas.

At the press of the application in the form of a green circle with a picture of the phone in the middle, see the profile picture in the form of a photo of a woman in a white dress facing back. Why women are now very happy to put the photo facing the back, making them curious. Inner Dimas.

He also felt interested to see other profiles of the woman's contacts. Written info from his profile perindu jannah, beautiful words.

Dimas soon realized his purpose wanted to send a message of thanks to the woman, Dimaspun typing the button on the screen hpnya now ...

👨"Assalamu'alaikum.. I'm Mayra's father, thank you for taking care of my daughter the other day at the Cental Mall." He immediately sent the message.

Many times Dimas checked his phone, it looks like the message is still 1 there, maybe the phone is on charge, thought Dimas.

🌻At 12:15

Dimas re-opened his phone, saw there was a reply WA chat there.

I have not chatted with the opposite sex for a long time, why it feels so strange I think, a different taste .. when just sending a message of thanks, want to laugh it feels. Inner Dimas.

Didn't wait long Dimaspun read the message written there,

👩"Your daughter is very beautiful, no untouchable heart saw her."

An untouched heart, truly a beautiful word selection, Inner Dimas.

👨"Thank you, may you always be happy." (spontaneously reply back message)

Duhh why should I return it, said Dimas. His mind was regretting but his eyes kept staring at the phone before him, would there be any more recompense from him? inner Dimas.

Before long his phone shook back, Dimas quickly grabbed back his phone. Immediately read the message that appears,

👩"The same do'a for your happiness with family."

He prayed for me and my family, she must be a good woman, again the inner Dimas whispered.

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🌻AT 12:05 》PT. XX

The break hour had sounded a while ago, but Lyra was still struggling in line at the moment.

There was a member who did not enter today and was replaced by a substitute, but the substitute made a mistake. There is foreign material in the product in front of Lyra at this time and Lyra sacrifices her rest hours to issue foreign material.

After being tilted and swayed for a while, the foreign material came out. A screw fell on the floor at this time. Lyrapun relieved to solve the mistake of the substitute member.

And Lyra immediately rushed to the canteen after, giving right to her stomach which had been rumbling for fill since. He took out a tray of rice and side dishes at this time, choosing the empty chair that first caught his eye.

I don't know why he wanted to check his phone first, though maybe no one called him as usual. He was surprised, there was 1 WA message visible there, from whom? Lyra immediately read the message ...

Seen in the message mentioning he is Mayra's father, and when he noticed the profile photo is indeed a photo of Mayra, the girl who met him at the Mall the other day, a beautiful girl, said Lyra.

Suddenly he remembered his prejudice at that time, the voice that his father had, the fragrance that smelled from Mayra's body. Just a moment ago I thought Mayra was Dimas' daughter. It is clearly impossible because Mas Dimas did settle in bandung. Immediately I threw away my prejudice when I thought back to the events of yesterday. Astagfirullohh, I.

I read the incoming messages on my phone. A thank you for yesterday keeping his daughter there, and somehow my finger spontaneously answered with words that my brain thought at the time.

👩"Your daughter is very beautiful, no untouchable heart saw her."

Not long after it turned out that the father replied to my message again, the word do'a for my happiness. It is sweet that someone prays for me, my mind. And I will give the same do'a to him and his family..

I don't know how full the moon I've been unrequited chat like this, a very strange thing, back to my mind.

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🌻AT 19:15 KOSSAN LYRA

Treett .... Treett ....

Feeling the vibration now under my pillow, my phone vibrated, there seemed to be a call from a number I did not know. Answered yes? but worry there is something important. I finally decided to answer it.

"Assalamu'alaikumm," I said my greetings before starting our conversation.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, with mother Irsya?" Someone is looking for Mother Irsya, who is my inner self. Only the closest people around here know me as Irsya's mother, but they called me. Who'sisthis?? my inner.

"Mom, I'm Lovely, Non Mayra's nanny who was at the Mall the other day" a person from the phone explained.

"Oh yeah, what's wrong?" my many.

"This is Non said to want to talk to Mother," he said.

"Haii mom still wants me?" mayra said that immediately made me want to keep smiling. This boy, his cheerfulness ...

"Well, what's Mayra doing?" my word.

"Mayla again wait for father to buy maltabak, Mayla shuka maltabak," he said.

"Wahh mother also likes martabak, Mayra's father would love Mayra, huh?" I said somehow those words came out of my mouth, why am I asking about her father, Lyra argued...

"Father sayanggg once on Mayla, mother also shuka maltabak. Later if Mayla plays at Isyaa's house, Mayla brings maltabak to the mother," he murmured.

"Thank you, no need, you're just kidding. Oya, how old is Mayla?" my many.

"Sebental again has wanted 5 years," he replied.

"Oh, that means Mayra's big. Mayra's teaching?" ask again.

"Kemalin already iqlo 1 but Mayla sekalang live with Uti so no longer salaried," he said innocently.

I was confused to ask what else this little girl was, but she wanted to get close to me. Hmm, what's the matter? Lyra kept thinking.

"Mother.. Mother is still there, right?" chirping.

"Yes mother is still here, Oya, Mayra can do'a anything?" my word.

"Do'a wants Mayla to be able to mother" he replied.

"Wahh. The other do'a?" ask again.

"Hee, can't yet," she replied innocently.

"You want me to teach you do'a-prayer?" ask again.

"You mother" he replied again.

"Okay, today we start do'a for parents yes, Mayra follow mother ...

Robbighfirlli ... Lyra said every word as much as 3x followed by Mayra as much as 3x anyway ...."

"Now Mayra repeat herself."

"Lobbighfilli, " said Mayra.

"Uhhh, clever. We continue the second word yes ... waliwalidayya .. again Lyra repeats 3x of the words that are followed 1 per 1 by Mayra as much as 3x.

And so Lyra leads Mayra to memorize Do'a for both parents ...

At 20:05 at this time and Mayra looks a girl who is quite smart, although still laid out but in outline she has started memorizing the do'a.

Before closing the call, Lyra told the nanny to repeat the do'a while Mayra was playing, the nanny agreed.

🌻And that's Mayra's activity done secretly with someone who began to be familiar called mother, Lyra who used to be strange called mother by the child she just knew now seemed to get used to, too, the reason is none other than the plain and beautiful face of Mayra as well as her cheerfulness makes Lyra anxious and easy to open her heart to him.

🌻1 months has been a state like this finally took place, Mayra seems to have memorized various do'a at this time lhoo.

●Note: foreign material \= foreign body

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🌻Happy reading❤❤

Sorry slowly we grow the feeling between them first yaa just met the father, awaited always yaa😊