Pelita Hati Bunda
Gratified

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I can finally go back to the house that will be where I come from anywhere. Wherever I go, I will come back.

My breath came out so slowly as my eyes looked at the house in front of my eyes. Looking with amazement but also with disbelief. Is it true that from now on my son and I will stay?

To shelter and to take refuge from all the dangers that nature will cause? For example, weather changes are erratic and often change unpredictably.

All corners, no one was left out of the reach of the eyes that kept staring at him. Every inch of place and every room was nothing to miss and fostered an immense sense of admiration.

Slowly I stepped up to follow the instinct that would lead me where my feet were going. I ignored Mr. Devan as well as Ara who must have looked at me with great confusion because he saw what I was doing.

But not long after the footsteps I heard were right behind me, and I was pretty sure that it was the two of them where I was going.

Until finally the step stops at the midpoint of a very wide page. I looked all around and even I turned around so as not to miss a single corner. Maybe I'm really tacky, but here I am now. Under the distrust.

Yesterday I came just like a hostage to be locked up in the house by Mr. Devan, but now? Now I come as a wife, as the mistress of this house.

The feet that just reasoned these flat shoes back to step, swing and make the clothes I wear blue with a ribbon on the stomach is adrift so beautifully. Especially in addition to the wind that is so smooth.

I raised the sling bag that almost fell over the shoulder, I removed the bangs that were fluttering and moved to the face and I slipped between the ears.

Alhamdulillahot...

The gratitude I have to say now. After all that I have been through and now that everything has been changed, the weight of my life path is now light, light, my distress has now turned to happiness and fear has now turned to calmness.

"Mother," a gentle call so greeted the ear that had just heard all the natural happenings and tried to tell the difference, and now I heard the voice of Ara who had called me.

The feet stop before reaching the side of the fish pond and see the happiness of their lives that are so free and look perfect.

I turned my head, fixated for a moment still in a full sense of disbelief. I saw a figure standing behind Ara, placing both hands on Ara's shoulders to hold her back from moving let alone walking. He is Mr. Devan.

A man who has chosen me to be his life partner without seeing my circumstances and status.

Giving great affection and full of sincerity even though the beginning is very bad. But maybe that's what we call destiny.

Her smile emanated beautifully from her red lips, adorning her handsome face that was so extremely dazzling. Makes him look so perfect as a grown man.

Her bushy hair, her dense black eyebrows as well, her pointed nose and also her lips, were all perfectly fitted to her dose.

But were my eyes yesterday so as not to see his perfection at this moment? His eyes, shining so full of sincerity and also bring a hope and also a strong determination, whether what has always been the goal.

"Mother why?" Ara, the little one really doesn't understand what I'm doing. Even I don't really understand all this, admit to being confused, but I just want to be able to see all the corners before I get into this house.

I shook my head gently, smiled a little and then walked over to her.

"It's okay, you just want to look around" I replied, trying to convince her.

"Oh, Ara thinks why. Can we go in now?"

His hand lifted and instantly grabbed the index finger on my right hand. Interestingly slowly to walk and one hand grabbed the hand of Mr. Devan, also holding him the same.

Complete our lives.

Our smiles herded us as we entered a very luxurious house like a palace. Subhanallah... This is my home now. Alhamdulillahot.

The servants and the guards lined up neatly at the door, welcoming our arrival. They smiled faintly with a slight bow of respect towards us.

While door? The door was wide open as if welcoming us who had just returned.

O Allah, make this beautiful home a paradise for all of us. Not only Devan sir, Ara and I but for all the residents inside.

"Welcome Mr. Madam and Non Ara."

As if the chorus of their speech came out simultaneously. So compact that it's so hard to tell who the voice belongs to, all sound the same.

"Hem" Devan replied briefly but also in a very friendly voice.

This is what I sometimes cannot understand. Sometimes like a house cat that is so tame but sometimes like a hungry tiger who wants to prey.

While I was just smiling knots alone in response to them and that alone had made them all feel very happy.

"Please come in" said one of them.

Whether asked or not we will definitely enter but that one servant looks very good in my opinion, he has a good mind that deserves respect.

Eyes flabbergasted with feet that instantly stopped a step. This beautiful house turned out to be even more beautiful magic. It was full of flowers at every corner until the fragrance was so fragrant it filled all the rooms.

I turned back to look at Mr. Devan, he smiled looking at me who was so fixated.

"How, like?" that's all he said then came back looking forward and asked me to do the same with sign language using his eyes.

I really like it, it's beautiful. It's perfect even I couldn't possibly make it all. Whether this is the work of all the servants or maybe Mr. Devan did hire another party to come and arrange all this.

"I_it's so beautiful" I replied, still amazed by all this. Not just the flowers, but everything, everything is rearranged.

"Dear Ara, Ara and Sus Neni see Ara's room" Mr. Devan crouched down before Ara asking to go with Neni.

Without asking Sus Neni to come and wait for Ara. Ara nodded and instantly came to him.

Mr. Devan stood back up after seeing Ara who was already slowly leaving with Sus Neni. We did not go immediately but saw his departure, saw the tiny back until finally lost behind the door of his room right at the door there is a favorite accessory Ara.

"We're looking at our room now?" tanyakanya.

Our room?

I frowned, surely our room was the room yesterday right, the main room occupied by Mr. Devan.

Slowly he clasped my hand, for a moment I saw our fused hands I was silent until finally slowly I began to walk because it was pulled slowly by Mr. Devan.

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