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BLISSFULLY..
One simple word that is so appropriate for the couple Reza and Melisa especially in their old days now. No one needs to worry both because all the offspring have lived in success whether it is in the business of work or couples. The triplets who were entrusted by God in the second year of the couple's marriage all lived together with their families. Engrave happily with their spouses, children and grandchildren.
"When we come back, I don't want to envy everyone with the perfection of life that I live, Mas" Melisa said while in the garden behind the main house.
"Why? I'm still not satisfied. Ra"
"My heart was broken by my own parents. But God sent me an amazing life partner" continued Melisa again while glancing at the husband who also smiled at her.
"I'm not as good as you say, but I'm not as bad as other people tell you, baby" Reza said, he grabbed his wife's hand for her kiss repeatedly.
Melisa dropped her head on Reza's shoulder. Chatting together to tell the contents of the world is the most fun thing for those who now do not do much activity except to see the great-grandchildren play.
"Mistress, Ra. Let's go in"
"I love the morning rain, Mas" he said, still sitting with his face turned to the sky.
"Yes, let's enjoy it in the room yeah, Let's get up" Reza asked again.
Melisa gave a small smile, she welcomed her outstretched husband's hand. The two entered the house with Reza holding her hands on her solemn white shoulder.
Riding the elevator, the couple rushed to the second floor where their room was located.
Chequek.
"Why?" reza asked as Melisa stopped her steps in the doorway.
"I remember the first time I walked into this room between Ameera's. The room is so spacious and comfortable, Mas" he replied by circulating the view throughout the corner of the place.
"Haha, I'm not insinuating you" said Melisa, who had rushed into her husband's arms.
"I don't need a bridal room decoration. Because I'm like a bride every second" she continued.
The two walked slowly to the balcony. The glass door was opened so they could pass through it together.
"The rain stopped, Mas" Melisa said in a somewhat disappointed tone. He did not like the morning rain, but he was longing for his shade. It has been almost two weeks the figure of his favorite man did not come to visit and it made his heart slightly hurt because it held back the sense of wanting to meet.
"Maybe just want us to go in, Ra" said Reza, he was quite sensitive to the turmoil of his wife.
"Yes, maybe. This sense of comfort would be perfect if there were kids huh, Mas"
"They're busy, we'll be together again tonight, how?" ask Reza.
"Retail it by you. The important thing is that they are all at home" Melisa replied again.
Their eyes met each other, the loving gaze was as if it could clearly be felt not only in Reza and Melisa's heart. But to all who know the true love story of both.
"May I say one thing, ma'am"
"What's? I will prepare myself first so as not to fly flying" Reza replied with a small chuckle.
"Listen yes, Mom.... "
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I don't know how to be a woman who is admired by other men, because I'm busy learning to be the woman you're grateful for, which can make you proud and lucky to have me.