The Love Ship Ayana

Destiny Engineering

"Dear dear Arga."

But the sentence only reached Aya's esophagus, he was unable to cross his boundary line into a voice of recognition. His heart is still worried. That feeling of affection just grew along with her togetherness.

There are too many harsh realities that Aya experiences in life. However, should he accept it as a destiny that he is unable to change? Or struggle to change that destiny and find that the crossroads ahead are too winding like a labyrinth that has not yet seen the end?

More doubt dominates his mind, it's not about Arga, it's all about him. The fear still haunts him. The fear that followed him exceeded his own shadow that would disappear when there was no light, the fear followed him to dreamland. It deeply disturbed his soul.

However, Aya can not be denied, the presence of Arga is able to change many things in his life. Such touching sincerity, boundless patience and soothing warm embrace. All of this created a new madness in his life.

Aya now stands at a crossroads, between fear and love that gives distance. Distances that sometimes feel far away are like stars in the high sky, but sometimes feel so close.

Destiny has been written, the household life of both parents ends nestapa. Then can he write his own household destiny with a happy beginning and end?

No one could peek at the secret of his destiny in the future, while what had passed was already a fate already predestined. If our fate today is wound, then we can choose to heal or remain injured. If our fate is happy, then we can try to keep it or let it go because of a lack of gratitude.

We should all be able to manage, we can engineer our own future with good destiny and mengikhlaskan things that we do not like. Life is simple, happiness is simple, it's just that we ourselves make it complicated. So that we fail to step towards the gate of happiness that should be achieved.

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Today exactly a month Aya did not work at the Hospital. He decided he was going back to work, had too long left the job to make him die of style. At home she was not allowed to touch work by her mother-in-law.

Except cooking!

Said his mother-in-law, cooking for the family is a task that should not be forgotten by a wife and mother, as busy as any, a woman should be able to take the time to cook. Bonding between families will be felt through food from the hands of a mother. The children are happy, the husband will be even happier. Moreover, food cooked by a mother will feel more delicious, because it is cooked with all your heart and love. There are prayers and wishes offered throughout the time of preparing food. Compare if it is cooked by ART or buy outside. It is impossible for them to mention the names of our family members in order to obtain goodness from the food they cook. There may even be no name of God that they call when starting cooking activities.

Currently Aya was preparing Arga's office clothes. Navy levis pants and white striped shirt are her choice this time. Do not think Arga looks like the CEO-CEO in the novels you have read. Because Arga would prefer to wear polo shirts collared into his work clothes. This is because there is a morning meeting so wear a shirt, even then he has prepared a copy of clothes in the office so later stay changed when the meeting is finished. Arga will only wear a suit when there is a large meeting or activities that have determined the costume to be worn.

After all the needs of Arga had been prepared, Aya also prepared all her needs to work. The sound of the bathroom door opening made Aya turn her gaze towards the sound she heard. Arga came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. Aya lowered her gaze and pretended to be busy with her work.

Aya knew that Arga was now right behind her, the fragrance of bath soap was so strong in her sense of smell.

"Your choice is amazing, I like navy blue the most." Arga said praising the choice of her work clothes suit by Aya.

"thank you. Put on some clothes first, after this someone wants Aya to talk about for a while." Without waiting for Arga's response, Aya immediately walked to the balcony giving room for Arga to wear her clothes.

"What are you talking about?" Arga's voice distracts him from gazing at the garden and then turns his body to face Arga.

"Today I want to go back to the hospital. Can you?" Aya asked doubtfully, she was afraid that Arga would not allow her to work anymore.

Arga smiled, "maybe, but there's a condition." Said Arga with a sly grin on her face. He was happy, Aya asked his opinion about this, but Arga never intended to ask him to stop working. This is an opportunity to take advantage.

"Kok use the terms anyway mas?" Aya's protest was upset.

"What conditions? Don't be weird but yah!" Threatened words.

"No, I just asked you to come to the office and have lunch every time you had time and if I have free time, you can't refuse if I come to the hospital, as your husband. Okay!"

Aya thought for a while then she nodded her head in agreement with the conditions Arga proposed.

"Udah, now get ready, I'll take you to the Hospital." Arga pulled Aya's hand back into the room.

"I can drive myself, mom!"

"You have a husband, not a single girl anymore. What difference does it make if you still have to drive yourself?"

"But Aya doesn't want to take a perepotin mas." Aya grunts.

"Don't bother. It's enough to let you work, lest others out there think that your husband is an irresponsible man." Arga Resolute.

Aya gave up, however it concerned the pride of an Arga, her husband. She should be grateful that Arga paid attention to her.

Compare the lives of some women out there, they have to work slamming bones sweat to just connect the smoke keep billowing in the kitchen, he said, trying to keep her children from dropping out of school because her husband does not care about her obligations and responsibilities. Many men shamelessly and consciously enjoy the role of his wife to be the backbone of the family.

In fact, actually when the kabul ijab has been pronounced, then immediately it becomes a pledge about his ability to take over the responsibilities and roles of the father of the woman he married.

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