Let Me be with You
Ep. 22
Hey guys, on kangen yes with the story of Liza and Reza. Okay, today Mae will update her story again.
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"Mas, thank you very much. Tonight makes me happy" I said to him. Mas Reza smiled at me.
Tonight, the night was full of surprises that she gave me. Martyrdom envelops the hearts of two people who are combining love.
A red tinge, visible on both of them's cheeks.
"Mas, is it still Sania's love?" I still want to make my love for Mas Reza stronger.
"No longer dear, my love is only for you" Mas Reza said as he stroked his wife's hair.
"Now, what do you want to do?"
"Nothing, Mas will remain responsible to El Zio, Mas's own son."
"I as a wife will continue to support you." I'm back in Mas Reza's arms.
Mas Reza glanced at his watch, showing it at 22:00 WITA.
We go home together, holding hands all the time. I don't feel like taking this mess off.
Arriving home, Mas Reza wanted something from me.
I asked, "What do you want tonight?"
"I want to be with you in love" she said to me.
"All right, I understand. Now, Liza cleaned up first. Get ready in my room."
What happens between two people has already happened.
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The marriage that Reza and Liza built has entered 1 year. There are no signs of Liza getting pregnant.
Sania never bothers Mas Reza again, she has found the right partner in her life.
Child custody, Sania gave to Reza as her father. He was unable to bring El to Overseas, namely Malaysia.
uwek, uwek, uwek....
el's cry rang out, I immediately ran towards El. Carrying even her diaper clean is used to it.
This morning, El was a little fussy. El wants to play outside the house. Mas Reza gave me permission to take El outside.
El was happy with me, he ran and fell back. Running small is her favorite.
El calls me Mama, it's nice to be called mama. I have long desired that title from a child.
I am indeed a wife, it is incomplete like a household life without children.
I must be patient, that God always gives the best for his people.
El is now 2 years old. He grew up with a healthy, intelligent, handsome and even embossed body.
Every El meal, I handle it. Because I don't want to see El eat recklessly. El's nutrition has always been noticed, as a mother. El never asked for anything, he wanted to always be by my side.
El hugged me, her slurred language made me smile. "Dear, what do you want?"
"You need ice cim."
"Es cream, once again ice cream," I said, confirming the words he put out.
I also gave her ice cream. Before, he ate of course only a little ice cream I gave. I gave an explanation that El's stomach would hurt if he ate too much ice cream.
El cried, I gave him a hug. At that moment, El's cry stopped. I'm relieved that El just cried for a moment. Though, I know El's nature just like Mas Reza.
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