NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTER 69. NEW DAY

The Cyra couple spent time renting a bale by the beach. This time Ghala wanted to indulge with his wife before they returned home and stopped by the police station to meet Patrianusa.

The handsome man leaned his head on Asha's lap, occasionally his arms hugged the slender waist that began to remove the bone-supporting stagens, or even gently rubbed the quiet woman's back as an affectionate expression.

The coastal wind before dusk began to feel cool, the two only chatted lightly about all the events that occurred during their time together.

"Other times, don't like to harbor anger huh, Asha. Just take it out so that the recovery process is not difficult," Ghala said asking that his wife be more open.

"Why is that?"

"For the anger in the damned will definitely explode and it will damage the relationship. If our body is an ATM, and the anger is a tissue that is gagged on the machine, while the potential self is likened to money in the ATM earlier, then when we're gonna take the money it can roughly come out isn't it?" tanya Ghala looked at the face of ayu on it.

"No, it's in a tissue clot" replied Asha, still not understanding.

"Well, if anger envelops the body then your potential, the good that is in yourself, cannot be radiated. Once it can come out, it will definitely explode. Just like the ATM earlier, if money is forced out while there is a wedge of tissue, then the machine is even damaged. So, how's it going?" Maghala again invites Asha to think logically.

"Delivered a wedge of his fist, the anger was dong, Mas," replied Asha, looking down at the bead of shady eyes below.

"It's not his anger that is released, dear, but the problem of the cause of the formation of emotions earlier. Tabayyun, like this morning, we finished well, didn't we? although still my wife was emotional," chortled Ghala, remembering Asha's response as reasonable as the impingement of Graceful abominations.

"He ruined me, didn't he, Mas. He is evil, I am despicable" Asha said in a raucous voice. He's back sobbing.

"If it's not so. God didn't bring us together, honey. Somehow I'll get to you later. Getting tested does not mean you are despicable, Asha. It could be even as a washing sin so that the body's soul is reborn fitrah .. No, God did not create His creatures bad, God did not create His creatures, it's just that the limitations of human reason can not reason what good will be present in the future, hunsnudzon yes, Humaira," said Ghala, sticking out his hand to remove sadness from the face of ayu.

Maghala got up, then hugged her woman from behind. No more words, they just melt a lot of hearts hoping the ark of love is stronger.

Humans often interpret success as getting what you want. (getting what you want). But if we don't get what we want, it could be a true success.

Because Allah says, you may like something when it is bad for you. You may hate something when it is good for you.

And the characteristic of a feared person is that he is able to withstand anger when he is able to get angry.

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Semarangs.

Hilmidar visited Haifa's cemetery in the Magenta family cemetery.

He cleaned the tomb area as usual despite the janitor there. Hilmi often visited this place while his heart was worried or just conveying longing.

"Fa, I miss you. Why don't you come to my dreams every night, Baby?" muttered Hilmi, while putting a delicious flower arrangement his wife's favorite night.

"Is it because of him? you stay special in my heart, dear."

"His name is Denok Listya Anjani. She was once married and may have met Adhisty while pitting fate to get away from her past. He's a pleasant target to vent my frustration," hilmidar chuckled as he fixed the shifting location of his glasses as a result of being too down.

Hilmidar was intrigued to find out the figure of Denok after a chase that night. The facts obtained were a little disturbing Hilmi when Pierre said that the secret informant for their mission was Denok.

Women graduates of the faculty of economics failed to get an education to the level of S2, due to divorce that made it very bad. Denok had been diagnosed with mental health disorders for several months if in view of the medical record that Hilmi found.

Hilmidar had suspected since the beginning, Denok too contrast if only in the employ of Adhisty as a maid. Perhaps the woman also knew the background of Denok so that it drew her into the Cyra family.

"Ehm, he's smart and Ghala knows that then his intelligence is utilized by your cousin who is good at reading other people's characters," said Hilmi still talking about Denok.

"Haifa dear, if you are still by my side, maybe our child has started to enter Tsanawiyah, yes. She's beautiful like you .. a-I, miss you guys," Hilmi said in a raucous tone enduring the tightness. The head was getting lowered until the sunglasses that had been perched on the face of his face he let go.

Longing, regret is also the hope of having a family that can be a place to go home, extinct already due to the stroke of fate.

It was like to establish closeness with women around but the shadow of the perfection of the figure of Haifa always gave off intentions when Hilmi began to know the nature and habits of the opposite sex.

Denok, a little bit of a strain on his heart. Maybe because you have always felt each other have memories of a previous marriage. One was too perfect while the girl was precisely nestapa. Hilmi wants to open up but Denok's last sentence seems to confirm that the woman is still reluctant to establish seriousness.

It is not heredity that Hilmidar focuses on. For workers like him, going home and turning off all communication access to spend time chatting with a soulmate is a cure for all fatigue. The widower needs only that.

"Fa, when did I follow you?" lirih Hilmi, feeling tired of facing all by herself. She's bored.

"If we are still given a chance to live it means that this self has an obligation to take advantage of the rest of the age should, sir. Not even asking for a follow-up. It could be, the business of the Master in the world is not finished and God is kind enough to postpone it until all is completed. Not the end of the human version, but ala Allah" continued the keeper of the tomb, a worker who used to guard the garden Magenta.

Hilmidar turned towards the voice. He wiped the clear grain from the end of the net then sat down next to the man.

"Haifa is my first love since setting foot in Magenta, you know that. And he always gives his best until the night push-up, "key Hilmi laughs at his dynamic sex life with Haifa.

"Non Haifa is perfect for you even if for me at a glance no, sir. Because he is disabled. And so does the other woman. Perfect is because of needs and desires, not from mere appearance, right?" connect the man, friends sepantaran Hilmi. (age)

"really. So when did you inhabit one of these complexes, San? if you go first, take Haifa, yes," said Hilmidar, rising from there and leaving.

"Somplak base, battle aja yuk here! the point is I win, now take care of Non Haifa every day," he said again, lifting a broom. "I love him too, Hilmy. You know that, but he chose you." Hasan recalls, in his past.

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