My husband is my Prospective In-law
Dyra Tears

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Without notice, the car driven by Owen had arrived at the churchyard. Both the right and left car doors have been opened by the guards who have been waiting for their arrival. Irene and Ansel descended simultaneously from different doors. They began to step inside the church and headed straight for the altar.

Within the church were seen close relatives of Ansel appear to be present there, but not with relatives of Irene who was not present among the guests who were there.

Upon arrival at the altar, Irene and Ansel stood facing each other, in the midst of them was a priest who would lead the two to make a wedding vow.

Irene's feeling was so nervous, she chose to lower her gaze to reduce the nervousness that enveloped her at this moment. Unlike Ansel who looks ordinary, but he feels uncomfortable with his current existence, especially he knows if Dyra continues to pay attention to him.

Dyra and Darren are in the front seat. The two stared at the sacred moment that was about to take place. Dyra's heart ached as she looked towards the altar where the man she still loved was preparing to take the wedding vows, but with another woman who was not her.

"Oh my God, I tried to strengthen my heart to come to this wedding, but it turned out that I wasn't strong enough to see it, it was so fragile" said Dyra with teary eyes.

Dyra stared into Ansel's face, who was also staring at him, the man did not take his eyes off even if what should be seen right now was Irene in front of him. Dyra immediately averted her eyes, she did not want to stare at Ansel's face for too long, because all that would only add to the wounds in her heart, which was already very sick.

Darren who was beside him, could read the sadness Dyra felt. Sadness is clearly visible from the look of Dyra's face which now looks sad.

"I know right now how devastated you feel about Dyra, but I hope you can accept all this sincerely, let Ansel be happy with another woman," darren's inner self began to touch Dyra's back and rubbed it gently to calm her down.

Dyra turned her head towards Darren, she looked at Darren's face with both eyes already soaked by a grain of sadness.

"You must be strong, face it with a smile. Hard for your life ahead" Darren said, trying to calm the sadness Dyra now feels.

Dyra's current feelings are so mixed, in fact she does not want to attend Ansel's wedding, but Darren continues to force her to come accompany him, because indeed it is imperative for Dyra to be present as the wife of Darren who is also the stepmother of Ansel.

"Geez, my life story is so funny and absurd. Ansel and I have been in a relationship for two years, but why don't we get along. It turned out that for two years I had only spent my time looking after the other person's soul mate" Dyra said as she exhaled violently.

Dyra grinned bitterly, showing a look on her face that pretended to be strong, in front of Darren. But Darren really understands how Dyra feels right now.

"If your smile seems forced, but it's better than you cry" Darren said, smiling at Dyra, who was stunned by what Darren said.

"This man is so amazing, he understands what I feel so much that he can understand my feelings" Dyra looked in awe at Darren who was still smiling looking at him.

The voice of the pastor began to fill the entire church room, as a sign that Ansel's wedding procession with Irene, would begin soon. Each of the verses that the priest spoke were so heartbreaking to Dyra that all of Ansel's memories appeared in her memory. Dyra's heart ached more and more, but with all her heart she tried to remain firm, though every word Ansel alternated light in his ears.

There will be no other women, besides you my dear lecturer.

I will live and die with you.

You are the source of my happiness, never leave me.

Dyra covered her ears with both palms, Darren grabbed his wife's hand and grasped it tightly. "Dyra, do you feel uncomfortable?" ask her with a soft tone of voice.

When Darren's question still doesn't get an answer from Dyra. The man wrapped his hands around Dyra's body, bringing the two very close.

"If you do not feel comfortable here, Owen will take you to the hotel that is in this church. You better take a break and not have to watch Ansel's wedding."

Dyra shakes. "No Dad, I'm fine. I'll accompany you here until you're done."

"Are you sure?" asked Darren doubtfully.

Dyra immediately nodded her head quickly, then she looked back straight at the altar. He did not want to disturb the happy moment that Darren felt today, when watching his son get married, even though the marriage was based on a mistake though.

But as hard as Dyra held back from crying, her defense collapsed when she heard Ansel begin to pledge his wedding vows before the priest. His mind grew increasingly confused as he recalled his broken marriage due to Ansel's departure, a marriage pledge that Ansel should have spoken to him, not to other women. The one who should be standing before Ansel right now was her, not Irene.

Dyra's inner self is tormented when she feels she has no justice for her love. His gaze was currently starting to fog with tears that had been shed in his eyes. Dyra was trying to strengthen her who was currently completely fragile. Until his body trembled, because it had to withstand the sobs that were suffocating him.

One grain, two clear feathers began to fall down over Dyra's smooth cheeks, but both her hands were ready to wipe her tears quickly, as they escaped and flowed down her cheeks.

Now Dyra can only surrender to what was witnessed with both eyes.

But suddenly without permission Darren pulled Dyra's body, so that he entered his arms and hugged the woman's body tightly.

"Take care of Ansel who is not your match and continue your long life without him. You can do it, Dyra." Darren whispered beside his wife's ear.

Darren deliberately hugged Dyra tightly and said that to strengthen Dyra's fragile heart at this time, indeed his heart also felt sad when he saw Dyra crying over the wound he felt.

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