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V1: Extra Chapter - Dhani and Tasya: Don't Forget to Be Grateful

Diary: Dhani & Tasya (Wife Husband)

Saturday, 29 July 2017

DON'T FORGET TO BE GRATEFUL

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"You check, note or observe the date above!"

"Most importantly, pay attention! Whose diary you're reading!"

"The opening sentence is like this, only for the 'new character' present in the Diary. If it's ever appeared, then nothing."

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"Alright, the report you've been working on is good. You can go home!"

I walked to the parking lot, because the boss let me go home.

My name is Dhani Anggara, an ordinary office clerk. I'm 27 years old, and married, to a woman named Tasya.

My wife is 25 years old, has middle-cut hair, with a long shaggy hairstyle and looks very beautiful with her snow-white skin color.

I married him for about 1 year. Iyah .. You could say we are newlyweds.

You know, right? How warm is the newlyweds?

Oh yeah, I almost forgot.

I told you my story didn't mean anything. It's just, because you want to give a message to you.

For those of you who are still in the process of learning, I ask you to be more active in learning.

Hopefully, you get success in education and success afterwards.

If you have got success, then work with a decent salary, you do not forget to save.

Money use as necessary, do not be scattered to buy things that are not needed.

Then, if you already feel able to get married .. then marry. God must have helped you, and enabled you.

Do not forget, the sweetness you feel from a sacred bond of marriage, do not let you fall asleep.

Once upon a time, if you face hard times, fight, and strive, accompanied by prayer.

May those of you who are going through difficult times be liberated, such as a glimmer of light that saves you from darkness.

Wait ... Now I've arrived at the parking lot.

I then got into the car, and took the phone out of my pants pocket, and called my wife, before heading home.

WhatsApp rang, indicating my wife WhatsApp is active.

"Hello Neng."

"Dad, hello brother."

"Done is home."

"Eh, has it been? Then Neng cooks first."

"Daddy Neng, cook good yah! Wait for my brother at home!"

I closed the call, and went straight to the gas, heading home.

From the phone I held earlier, the clock has shown the time 20.02

Since we lived just alone, away from each other's parents' house, I felt kasian, because he was always alone at home, when I went to work.

Eng ... I was a little surprised by my wife, who always 'new' started cooking, when I called to go home.

Iyah I certainly feel happy, because when tired of work, my wife instead prepares warm food on the dining table.

Before I was worried, was my wife eating, or not?

But my wife said, "Don't worry Bang. I always make breakfast with a lot of portions because it's purposely for our breakfast, lunch Brother, and lunch when waiting for Brother to come home from work."

Ah .. I'm grateful to have a wife like her.

Again, I am grateful.

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Finally, I got home, and I put my car in the garage.

My house is not very big, but I am still grateful, because it has a shelter.

I pray that those of you who may not have a proper place will have a decent place, even more worthy of me.

"Mrs ... Brother's home!"

I walked in while loosening a tie that felt like it was strangling the neck.

Hmm... No answer? I have to check it out.

Before that, I went into the room, put the bag down and took off the tie, then headed to the kitchen.

"Miss."

"Eh Brother. Sorry Bang, Neng is busy cooking, so don't know if you're home."

"It's okay."

My wife looks busy.

Stove on the left, there is a frying pan containing Kari. Then on the right there is a typical Japanese food that is being fried, I can call Ebi Furai (fried tempura shrimp).

"Abang, this is a drink first. It's over soon. Rice too, not the side dish."

"Wait at the dinner table."

While I was watching the cooking menu on the stove, my wife was getting me some water to drink.

"Thank you Neng."

I took it, went to the table, sat down, and drank it half a glass.

Since I got a wife as great as her, it seems like I have much more to be grateful for.

Then, my wife arranged all her cooking on the table. Starting from Rice, Curry, and also Ebi Furai.

Next, my wife took a plate, a spoon, and a glass and some water.

After that, my wife sat down next to me.

"Abang, let's get eaten. Don't smile mute."

Then, I stroked her hair, and thanked her:

"Thank you Neng, it's been a happy brother all this time. Thanks for all the hard work."

My wife looked down, seemingly blushing in shame.

"Yuk Neng, we eat the food."

"Dad Bang."

My wife took her credit to me, including Kari and her Ebi Furai.

"It's Bang."

I accepted it, and waited for my wife to finish taking her own portion of the meal.

After that, we ate together to enjoy the meal.

"Good meal!"

"Good meal!"

Hmm, his curry is very good.

The strong and slightly spicy broth taste, as well as with a mixture of chicken and sauran in it, is very delicious.

And for his Ebi Furai, my wife cooked him to perfect maturity. The savory taste of the shrimp and the crispness of the flour, made my tongue not stop swaying.

"G ... Sickness ...."

"Thank you, Neng. The cooking is delicious, brother likes it."

"Thank God Bang, if you like my cooking."

"Then, Brother help me clean up."

"No need to bang, let it go."

"Eng ... Then, Brother wait, well, in the room where you watch TV."

I nodded, agreeing.

Then, my husband left, headed for the room where I watched TV.

I began to clean everything up, including the dishes we had eaten earlier.

I went to the dishwasher, and started washing it.

Hey ... While I do the dishes, I want to tell you a little story.

I got this Binder from a friend of my acquaintance who was a Teacher, her name was Mother Hera, a young Master there.

At that time, he said there was one of his students who shared Binder, and intended from the contents of his Diary to be a novel story.

He offered me. But, I ask first to my Husband, is it allowed/allowed?

And thankfully, my husband allowed it .. to support me instead, he said, "Just ask his Binder, let's write our story together, as a message of learning and encouragement to them."

That's how.

Finally, I asked for it, and Mother Hera gave us 2 Binders.

Since then, my husband and I have started writing the story of both of us.

My husband is so great, I'm lucky to be married to him.

My husband has an undercut hairstyle and his top hair is combed back. Another one, My husband also has a smooth and thin brew, which adds a handsome and macho look to his face.

What I liked most about her was, when she gently stroked my head, while thanking me.

Ah, it feels so soothing. I am very happy, and grateful, to be able to marry Dhani, my husband.

Eng ... I'm done washing dishes now, I have to accompany my Husband who is watching TV.

I wiped my wet hands, then headed for the TV viewing room.

"Dragon, Neng is done."

It's freaky. The TV was still on, and my husband didn't answer me.

I approached him, and looked over from behind the sofa.

"Waah .. it's already sleeping."

It seemed like my husband was too tired to fall asleep under the sofa just like that, with a soft red carpet, and used the pillow he had taken from the sofa.

Then I turned off the TV, and crouched down, staring at my husband's face.

His face looked lethargic, and his occasional breathing became long.

Should I wake her up?

"...."

Then, I'd rather get up, get in my room, pick up a blanket and go back to the TV room.

Then I took a pillow from the sofa, covered my Husband, and went to sleep.

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Message:

You may forget your duty to your Lord. But remember that your Lord never forgets to give you your due

Aren't you ashamed? If your rights are fulfilled, but your obligations are not fulfilled?

—Diamonds (Friends SMA-ku)—