Destiny Love Rianti

31. The Most Beautiful Dinner

The atmosphere of the house was crowded with children who were busy preparing everything for our departure tomorrow morning.

Shouts for the sake of screams echoed, as if breaking my eardrum. A sincere smile can only be used for their attitude. Understandably they are still small children who depend entirely on their mother.

Syamil and Syafiq, two endless little boys chanted my name which they called ummi. Sometimes they fight just to get my attention. Wishing they were the first to be taken care of by me. That is, in terms of age they only differ by one year. So no wonder if they are more likely to have the same nature of wanting to win on their own.

"I used to ummi. I'm Abang, so take care of my clothes first ummi," cried Syamil by continuing to pull my hand towards his closet.

"Ihhh Abang, Shafiq first," said Syafiq no less big than his brother. Even he had taken over the hand that had been grasped by his brother.

In this house they are the only ones who do not get along. Fighting over toys becomes their daily activities. Hafizh and I tried to buy them toys fairly. But the name is also children, see a little new they are more likely to want to have it. Although it is not even at all interesting if viewed from an adult's point of view.

"This is Shamil with Abi" said Mas Hafizh as he walked up to us.

Mas Hafizh looks tired. He just came home from work before leaving for vacation tomorrow.

"Mas, are you home?"

So busy dealing with the behavior of Syamil and Syafiq, that I did not realize the arrival of my husband. I usually sit on the front porch waiting for him to come back from work.

"Yes dear. Thank God my business is done." Mas Hafizh immediately headed to the closet of Syamil to choose some clothes that deserve to be brought abroad.

"I'm sorry, honey. I didn't welcome you. You see what I'm doing."

"It's okay, baby." She smiled sweetly at me. And continued to sort out the clothes of Syamil who was now a little calm beside him.

"I want to take this Abi, "Shamil said spoiled to his father.

"Every little boss Abi" he replied, giving a gesture of respect to Syamil.

The movement made Syamil laugh. "Ihh Abi is funny." Syamil pinched his father's squashy cheeks, then squandered on his embrace.

I could only look at Haru from a distance. Didn't feel a drop of clear grain just escaped from my netraku.

"Ummi why cry?" tanya Syafiq jerked me from daydreams.

Mas Hafizh and Syamil simultaneously turned their faces to look at me when they heard Shafiq's question. The two then approached me.

"Darling, why are you crying?" Mas Hafizh stroked my cheeks that had been soaked with happy tears.

"I am moved by Mas. You love my children so sincerely." Can't stand it, finally more and more drops of warm circles continue to imitate my face.

"Hey. Don't cry so dear. They are also my children, so there is no need for you to measure the sincerity of my love for them."

Mas Hafizh pulled me in his arms and kissed the top of my head. Followed by Syamil and Shafiq who also embraced me.

"Have you cleaned up?" Sahut mas Hafizh still hugging me.

"A little more. Why why?"

"I want you to buy a dress for you to wear at Raymond and Alice's wedding tomorrow night."

"really? All right, I'll get my job done." With a slightly accelerated movement, I packed every single piece of Shafiq clothing into a small suitcase with the Hulk image.

Hafizh is the same. Accelerating his work to organize all the needs of Syamil.

***

"Honey, after shopping for dresses, we have dinner together yuk," invited mas Hafizh enthusiastically.

"Good darling. Uh but, this is where we buy Mas's dress?" Askaqua.

"In Samuel Wongso's boutique. A famous fashion designer."

"Samuel Wongso's? I just heard Mas."

"Ituloh, the designer who designed Baim Wong's wedding dress."

Baim Wong's? I make sure the price of the dress in the boutique is expensive.

"What do you think hayo is?" Mas Hafizh patted my shoulder slowly.

"Was the price?"

"No need to think about the price, dear. It's not as expensive as your house." He laughed a little.

"What the hell Mas," I said with a smile back.

Our conversation continues. Accompanied by a romantic song belonging to young couple Anandito Dwis with Anisa Rahma. Mas Hafizh is back to being romantic. Clasped my hand and then followed Anandito's song with his wife.

That melodious voice further strengthened my love for Hafizh mas.

Until without feeling our car is right in front of a luxury boutique with transparent glass so that it shows some beautiful wedding dress collections that I estimate the price can reach tens of millions.

We both got out of the car. Walk into the boutique.

"Good night. Can anyone help?" Greet a female employee with her gentleness.

My eyes focused on every corner of this magnificent boutique room. Looks like some young couples are choosing a pair of wedding clothes. No need to guess anymore, surely they are not people from the bottom.

"Let's here sir," take the karya to a special rack of luxury dresses with various models.

Mas Hafizh immediately played his hand tracing each of the neatly hanging dresses. Then take some of those dresses and thrust them at me.

"Try it, baby" she asked me.

I picked it up and noticed the beautiful dress that was now within my grasp. Next to a special place to change clothes. Go in and start trying on the dress given by Mas Hafizh.

Luckily this room was big enough for me to move around freely. Here there is also a mirror as big as an adult body, so I can see as much as my body with a long dress wrapped in silver and brocade.

"Darling, are you done?" Mas Hafizh uncovers small curtains room cover. Peering with only the head visible.

Without saying, I turned to face him. Mas Hafizh looked like he was fascinated by my appearance.

"Wow, you're getting more beautiful, baby" she praised as she stepped into the room with me.

"This shirt fits perfectly in your body" he said.

"Thank you dear." I smiled and dropped in his arms. Then he kissed my forehead.

Now Hafizh began to take off his clothes. And tried the silver tuxedo he chose to match the color with my clothes. He even looks more handsome in my opinion.

Next we stood parallel to the big mirror. With one hand he took her hand. Smiles spread out from both of our faces.

After feeling fit with the clothes we both used earlier. Finally we paid for it and walked away from the luxury boutique.

"Where are we going now?"

"We're having dinner, baby. That's dinner."

"alright. Where are we having dinner?" My heart looks at his face.

"We're going to Le Bridge, baby. Dinner and enjoy the view of the sea at night."

"How, do you agree?" Tanya turned her face to me.

"I agree Mas. I have wanted to go there for a long time. Do we take the kids sometime?"

"Yes dear."

The mood was silent again. There was no more conversation between me and the handsome guy who was currently focusing on driving towards Le Bridge. A unique cafe located in the middle of the sea of Ancol dream park. This cafe is famous for its super long bridge and atmosphere that brings a romantic impression to every couple who visit it.

***

Our car was booked in the Ancol dream park parking lot. Get off at the same time and walk hand in hand towards the cafe Le Bridge. Passing the length of a wooden bridge that many couples pass through. From the young to the adults also enjoy the view of Ancol beach.

"Beautiful, Mas." I let go of my hand that was tied to Hafizh's. Switch to his hand. Then put his head on his shoulder.

The gusts of the night wind add to this bustling atmosphere to be more romantic. Mas Hafizh wrapped the hand I held on my shoulder. Soon after, he kissed my forehead.

Happy, I am so happy to be married now. I am grateful, still giving my heart a chance to receive the proposal first.

Right into the cafe Le Bridge, we were treated to a pretty pleasing eye. A bench lined up neatly on the beach.

We chose to sit in a corner of the room directly adjacent to the bridge fence that became the barrier. Enjoy the beautiful sea view if enjoyed at night.

"What do you want to order, baby?" Sahut mas Hafizh who took a sitting position beside me. And held the menu that the maid had given her.

"I want Moon and Black Burger, Spaghetti and mango juice."

The waiter deftly wrote every order of mine and Hafizh mas.

"There's more to order, sir?" Ask about this service.

"No Ma'am."

The waiter smiled at us. Then we went to prepare every meal we ordered.

"I love you" whispered Hafizh as I shahd her gaze upon the vast sea.

I didn't say anything. Just leaning on this right in his arms. He hugged me from behind. No matter the number of people who visit this place.

We were overwhelmed by each other's feelings of love. Sometimes he puts his lips on my cheek.

"Thank you" I smiled.

"Thank you for being in my life." A drop of clear grain accompanied my words. It is the past that makes me grateful. Because of this, I could meet a priest like Mas Hafizh.

Thank you for your betrayal, Galih. Thank you, because of you I met the man who hugged me tightly now. The man who really made me the queen of her life. Thank you!

Hafizh's embrace grew tighter, along with the word love he whispered perfectly.

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