My husband is my Prospective In-law

My husband is my Prospective In-law
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In the garden behind the house, Ansel was seen already sitting there. A chair that is always where they spend their afternoon, by enjoying the various beautiful flowers that grow there.


Dyra momentarily stopped her steps, when both of her eyes could already see Ansel's figure.


"This moment will be easy, if I get used to all this. Ansel is my past, I must be sure and throw away the taste in my heart for him" murmured Dyra looking at Ansel from where he fell silent.


Dyra stepped back. Now courage encourages him to continue his life without looking back. The life he will live with Darren, a man who gives sincerity to his love.


Ansel began to turn his head to the side, seeing the presence of Dyra who kept coming towards him. Ansel got up from his seat. He picks up Dyra's steps, drawing closer to her before Dyra reaches the park chair.


Without a cue his quick steps immediately anchored by cradling Dyra's body. Dyra was stunned. He rounded his eyes with two hands that did not return Ansel's embrace at all.


"I'm sorry Dyra, I'm sorry. Right now I just feel how painful it is to lose you. Pain that I may never forget." Ansel sounded so soft. Her tears were unbearable. It hurts so deep, that's what Ansel is currently feeling.


Dyra nodded slowly as she took off Ansel's embrace, which only made her speechless.


"That's it, it's all over. You don't have to regret what happened, right now what you have to do, to be a better man with your new way of life. Grown up Ansel, accept the fact, even if it's very bitter for you." Dyra cupped both sides of Ansel's arm and rubbed his hair which made Ansel start to smile even though it only looked faint.


"Thank you, Amma." As soon as Ansel spoke it, his heart trembled violently. But he had to get used to it, because it was the only way to make up for all the mistakes he made.


Dyra develops a smile on her beautiful face, welcomes Ansel's smile, and then invites her to sit back in the garden chair.


Their gaze was fixed on the expanse of flowers, which became a sight they often enjoyed together.


"You know Ansel, I felt like I couldn't get on with my life. I was desperate, even to breathe I was reluctant. But your father, give me the spirit to look into my future further. Until I decided to step in with him, although it took a long time for the wound to heal, but I'm sure, this is what I should do, as a sign that I believe that God is fair and has a beautiful plan for me."


Ansel continued to stare into Dyra's face and heard all her words carefully.


"I understand what Amma said, but I don't seem as strong as you. I was too whiny and afraid to go through something, which was never in my shadow at all. You have a father who loves you so much, and I'm alone."


Dyra touched Ansel's shoulder, making his head bow, turning back to look at him.


"You're wrong Ansel, you're not alone. Not even just one person, but two lives that will always support you and accompany your life forward."


"You mean?" ansel asked linking his two eyebrows with his plain face.


"Irene and your son. Take care and make them happy. Promise Amma you will not waste them. You have to grow up, to deserve to be a good husband and father for your child."


Ansel was stunned by Dyra's words.


"Don't you hate that woman?" asked Ansel with a full face.


Dyra shook her head quickly, she then smiled towards Ansel, this time her smile looked even more sincere than before.


"No, because I believe this is the best destiny for me. Just as you must be sure, that there will be a rainbow after the rain, then there will be happiness after the tears come. Your happiness is Irene and the child in her womb."


Ansel fell silent in awe at all the words that had come out of Dyra's mouth.


"You can definitely be Ansel, fighting! Yeah, I've been in, yeah, don't stay out too long because the weather's not too good." Dyra encouraged Ansel by clenching his hands, moving from his sitting position and slowly stepping away to return to the house.


Ansel stared at Dyra's departure. He could only curse in his heart, hiding a love that he never intended to lose. That love will remain intact for Dyra, although now their status has changed and will no longer be united.


Suddenly Ansel remembered Irene. But this time what has been conveyed by Dyra as if unable to penetrate his heart which is currently covered by revenge and hatred, he said, until Ansel could not realize all the mistakes he had made to Irene.


"I can accept the fact that you are no longer mine, but everything I do for my happiness, because it was the first time I saw that happy look on her face 4 years ago, when Amma died."


Ansel's facial sharpness suddenly hardened and looked extremely furious.


"Whatever you say, it won't take away the hate in my heart from Irene. After this I will make his life suffer even more, especially when in the new house there is no one who will watch over me let alone prevent me from doing anything I like to the unlucky lady." Ansel smiled at her smile.


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