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M81: THE FORM OF A SINCERITY
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M81 🥀 : SHAPE A SINCERITY
“I'm going to sleep, Ev. Now you can get out,” said Darren with eyes still closed.
Deathly Ev did not give any response. He tried to control his emotions and tears that were about to burst out.
“Then I go outside first. You have to rest a lot to recover quickly,” reply Ev while moving on. “Good sleep, Darren. Sorry can not accompany, And more need me.”
After saying so, only the sound of the knocking of the heels that collided with the floor was heard increasingly away from the bed. Even with his eyes closed, Darren knew the voice producer was close to the door. However, Darren had lost the sound of the knock, which means that the owner of the heels was silent in a corner.
“Darren.”
“….”
“I just want you to know if we've been equally guilty all this time. God has written the way for all of our lives, including mistakes and the truth in them. So, I hope you don't blame yourself. Because we are both guilty. Through this event, we should learn not to make the same mistakes later on.”
The sentence ended, along with the ringing sound of the door being opened. Convince Darren if Ev has left the room. So without being able to be held back, the crying again broke. Darren doesn't even hesitate to menge—rang frustration as a form of despair. Everything is done. However, there was pain that was so left behind. The regrets that are still scattered. To make him feel so slapped.
Without him noticing, Ev still lives there. In front of the new door opened a few inches, but not to make people out there aware of the open door. Listening to the heart-wrenching cry of the man with the initials DAX.
“Ev, how is Darren doing?” diana asked as Ev finally decided to come out after making sure Darren's condition was better. More precisely after the man fell asleep.
Just like her son, Darren would also fall asleep after crying. Like father, like son.
Instead of answering, Ev who was still standing at the door could no longer hold back tears. Seeing that, those who were there were certainly surprised instead of playing. Ev is known as a strong figure, also tough. He rarely shows his tears to others, almost never.
However, this time everything can not be prevented. Ev shed tears in silence. With lips tightly locked. Ev's own parents were even confused and anxious to see how fragile their daughter was. Among those who were able to give Ev a place to lean on was only Dean. The son of the Wijaya family swiftly carried Ev's body in his arms. Hugged him tightly, stroked his back dearly, while beating the tip of his head with warmth.
Ev doesn't need any words of encouragement when he's in this condition. All he needs is understanding and a shoulder to lean on.
“It's better?” dean asked as he offered a bottle of medium-sized mineral water.
The beautiful woman whose face looked ashen nodded while receiving the mineral water. He then drank the water through a straw that was available. Twenty minutes had passed, now they were both in the room that became the resting place of 3 beloved grandchildren of the family. Who else if not Dan? The 5-year-old boy was still sleeping soundly on a specially ordered bed.
“Has he gone home?” ask Ev after a quarter of the water in the bottle.
“Who is he?” dean's forehead was so confused.
“I mean Ella. Estrella.”
“Save woman Darren?”
Ev nodded briefly. “Now not anymore.”
“You mean?”
“They're divorced.”
“What?! How can?” Dean was surprised to hear the information.
“Come on,” Ev replied as he grabbed a piece of tissue to wipe away the rest of the tears on his face. “Can you call him for me, D? I want to talk.”
“You sure?”
“Yes. Something I want to talk to him about.”
Dean nodded in response. Without waiting for a long time, the man rushed outside to call the former mistress son the mere puppet of the Xander family.
“Mbak Ev looking for Ella?”
Ev smiled faintly when he saw the presence of the young lady. “I have information about your child's final resting place.”
“B—accused?”
Ev nodded. “Your child is buried in the Xander family's funeral complex. The location is not too far from the main mansion of the Xander family. Distance about 500 meters from wing mansion southwest part.”
Ella who heard the information could not help but cry. Her lips also showed a sincere smile. “Thank you for the information, mbak Ev. Ella doesn't know what to thank in any other way.”
Ev shook his head hearing that. “This is all I can do. Sorry I couldn't get you together with Darren, he..”.
“Ella understood, mbak,” cut Ella while smiling. “No papa. Most importantly Ella now knows where Ella's son is buried.”
“Danadyaksa Xander.”
Ella frowned hearing Ev suddenly mention a foreign-sounding name.
“Darren gave your son the name Danadyaksa Xander which means son of Xander the guardian of prosperity. Darren has never hated your flesh and blood, proof that he gave her a proper final resting place and gave her a beautiful name.”
Ella's crying is getting worse. The young lady did not expect that Darren would still care about their flesh and blood. The man even gave her a beautiful name, pinned Xander's name behind her, and gave her a proper resting place. Because their fleshly blood has nothing wrong. It's just that because of the actions of his parents who broke many rules, resulting in many hearts hurt and wrath, so that their flesh and blood felt the consequences.
“Go, come to your son's resting place. I'll have the driver take you there.”
Ella nodded quickly. “Thank you very much, mbak Ev.”
“Sama-sama,” replied Ev while smiling gently. “From now on and into the future, you have to live well Ella. Find a man who can make you happy, and can accept you for who you are.”
Ella jacked up, staring at her interlocutor one day. “Mbak Ev too. Live happily with the man who made Ev the only queen. Hopefully no more destroyer of happiness mbak Ev later in the day.”
Ev nodded in response. He has chosen to forgive. The highest degree for a person in Islam is someone who is able to forgive sincerely. Who can forgive when he himself is able to repay. As set forth in the sacred verses that have been revealed, so is the hadith that has been narrated. Ali Bin Abi Thalib once said, ‘forgiveness is the best win’.
By way of ‘forgive’ life can become more free, peaceful, comfortable, and safe, because nothing else is stuck in the heart.
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“Oh my lord, you look so gorgeous.”
The poem was given by a famous designer who has spread his wings internationally. He came directly to Indonesia to make several pieces of exclusive dresses for his exclusive customers.
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I’am sure,” replied the Japanese woman who has widened her name since a young age as a designer of the wedding dress.
In front of him, a beautiful woman seemed to stand with a short-sleeved sheated wedding dress with sequins whose size hugged the body tightly from the shoulders to the thighs. Showing perfect curves, because there is no shortage of beautiful bodies. In addition to the sheated wedding dress, she has also tried a ball gown studded with Swarovski Crystals and backless dress with a high slit model that is equally beautiful, luxurious and memorable sexy.
“You really look so gorgeous Ev,” said another voice that had stood up before with a look gawking towards the beautiful woman in the wedding dress.
“Ready to meet your future husband?”
“Hm?” the beautiful woman looked nervous to answer.
“Halah, don't be nervous this time, Ev. Forgot before coming here had kissed until forgot the schedule?” the manager, the joke.
“Dimi, please. There was no such scene,” denied the owner of the name.
Dimi rolled his eyes lazily while opening the connecting door that connects this dressing room with the other room. Without spending a lot of effort to call the groom, it turns out that the man was already standing in front of the connecting door with a black-colored suite that looked right on his body. The gaze of the handsome man with a middle part haircut or middle-cut hairstyle, was immediately fixed on his future wife who looked beautiful in a sheated wedding dress. For a split second, their gazes locked onto each other.
“Why? This is the umpteenth dress that Ev tried. C’mon, give your opinion?” pinta Dimi's.
“What?!” pekik Dimi did not accept. Making the two women behind him smile a little at his response. “Good? Bad no? That's your opinion?”
The handsome man nodded steadily. “So there are no clothes that look ugly when my future wife who wears them,” reply proud. “So it's clear, ‘right? Any wedding dress will fit on her body. Now, I have to bring my future wife home because her whereabouts are needed there.”
“What the hell is..
“Dimi, don't say rude. Forgot if Moana is pregnant?”
“Ah, I errat, Ev.” The man with the under-cut hairstyle cleared his throat as he stared fiercely at the groom. He forgot that there was a woman who was carrying his seed. “You can take Ev, as long as you are careful. Awa only if he blisters just a little.”
The man surnamed Wijaya smiled widely while nodding. “I'll remember it.”
“You too, Ev. Careful. You are approaching the day H likes there is only tease.”
The owner of the name nodded to mahfum. “I understand.”
After being locked up in that place for hours, Ev and Dean were finally able to return to the Atmarendra residence because Dean had been terrorized by hundreds of phones and misscalls. The mothers who are preparing their wedding trinkets, need Ev to choose some kind of needs. In addition, the little one has also been waiting for the mother who since morning had to go there and come.
“Capek, yes?” The man who was driving glanced at the lover for a moment.
“Hm. Little,” replied Ev. “It turns out tiring also choose everything yourself.”
“So want to give up?”
“Of course not. It's the dream wedding I want. I will enjoy every process. Want hard or happy, I will prepare the wedding that I dreamed well this time.”
Dean smiles as he grabs one of Ev's backs for a sniff. Then he said, “the important thing is that you are happy. Provided you do not get down before H.” day
The beautiful woman shook her head confidently. After a year that felt so long after Darren opened his eyes, Dean and Ev finally had the opportunity to realize their plans for marriage. A lot has happened in the past year, for example, about Darren's move to Singapore to make intensive recovery, Ella's return to her hometown, impromptu marriage incident Dimi— for accidentally doing a one night stand with an assistant make up artist at a freelance event single a colleague. Until the move of the domicile of little son Ev who is now fully settled, also attended school in the country.
In that period of time there is also a lot to be reorganized in the life of Ev and Dean and Darren. Especially for Ev and Darren who incidentally have to adapt to their status and life after divorce. At the same time they also still have to establish good communication, because there are intermediaries in the form of offspring among them. Because there will not be one parent who wants his baby to get ‘pincang’ affection. As long as the parents are still complete, physically and spiritually healthy, divorce is not an obstacle to channeling love and affection.
Therefore Ev and Darren agreed to meet up schedule for some time in a week or a month—baik Ev who visited Singapore with Dan, and Darren who occasionally visited Jakarta. They already agreed. The most important is happiness. Don't let Dan feel the limp of affection.
Little by little Ev also explains the reason why his Mere and Pere can no longer live together. Before that, Ev also had time to consult with child psychologists to know good and correct tips and tricks to talk about the relationship of his parents to the little one. As a result, now Dan has begun to understand. The boy now so rarely asks ‘why does his Pere not live together?’.
Coinciding on Friday’at at the end of August, Ev and Dean's wedding was held. The event was held at the Atmarendra residence which has been decorated in such a way. The magnificent and luxurious house was transformed into a castle in beautiful, luxurious, and glittering fairy tale books. Fresh flowers with a predominance of white and pastel colors decorate almost the entire corner of the house.
Chairs and tables are neatly arranged, ready to welcome the presence of guests and invitations from both parties. Some of the medium-sized printed photos were also scattered at some points, showing portraits of the two brides who were both drunk with love. Not to forget, the fairy tale-themed wedding cake so high soared, becoming one of the iconic that stole the attention of invited guests.
Family members and relatives from both sides have also filled the places that have been provided. They look neat and harmonious with uniform dominated by white and peach—, the hand design of the bride. For the contract itself will be held at 08.00 am using custom clothing for both brides.
“Brother Dean Wijaya I marry and marry you to my biological daughter Evelyn Angelista Atmarendra with dowry letter Ar-rahman, 2 book of the Qur’an, one book of Helyatul Aulia, diamond weighing 500 grams, gold weighing 500 grams, 12 sets of jewelry, one company D’EV entertainment on behalf of Evelyn Angelista Atmarendra, 4 department stores on behalf of Evelyn Angelista Atmarendra in the U. S. and France, two hotels in Bandung, one villa in Bali, one house in Tanggerang, one mall on behalf of Evelyn Angelista Atmarendra in Yogyakarta, 2 units of mini cooper cars, one unit of Porsche 911 Turbo S, one unit, one unit of private jet, 400 million US dollars, and a set of salat tools paid in cash.”
“I received marriage and marriage Evelyn Angelista Atmarendra bint Aston Wiliam Atmarendra with the dowry paid in cash.”
“How are the witnesses, legitimate?”
“SAH?!”
Hamdalah chanting followed by do’a unison heard after the ijab-kabul procession has been completed. With one breath, the groom immediately gasped.
Relieved already the heart of the groom who had visited Pre-Marriage Syndrome aka excessive anxiety felt by the bride ahead of the wedding. Now he is just waiting for the presence of the new woman he married.
Soon, the sound of piano keys that sounded so melodious ushered in the arrival of a beautiful-looking bride in traditional Sundanese clothing, complete with a decoration in the form of a tiger on the head. Instead of being relieved, Dean's heart was again attacked by nervousness as the newly married woman approached. It feels like a dream. Even when the woman was already standing before him, Dean was still fixated.
“Mas Dean?” call the host, only managed to make the owner of the name aware.
“Ya?”
“Putted first the ring, that his wife is waiting.”
Dean nodded awkwardly. “Ah, yes.”
This makes the family and guests who attended smile and laugh. They understand the groom's condition to see the beautiful face of the woman he just married. The ring exchange procession was carried out smoothly, followed by a hand kiss process carried out by the wife to her husband, as a form of first touch. Continued with the first touch of the husband on the forehead of the wife while saying do’a to obtain goodness and happiness in their marriage.
“Assalamualaikum, wife. Welcome, and welcome to bear the name of Wijaya behind your name,” whispered little Dean while smiling sweetly. The face of the wife who looked shy. “You look so gorgeous, wife. To the extent that I forgot how to blink looking at you.”
Ev who had just been married by the man only responded through a smile. It's not her first time, but it's all perfect. Different from the first marriage.
The event then continued with the reception will carry an international theme. Both brides appear in international clothes in the form of luxury suite suits and wedding dresses. The bride also carries a bouquet of Lily of The Valley— lilies symbolizing simplicity, humility, and, purity of soul and beauty—flowers at fantastic prices are also used at the wedding of Kate Middleton and popular actress from Ginseng country, Song Hye Kyo.
The wedding reception which lasted for two days will be enlivened by the appearance of a series of famous singers and bands in the country. The invited guests who come are also no less special, because in addition to being attended by relatives, relatives, friends to close friends, and friends, co-workers Ev and Dean who mostly come from the old money class also many who come. In addition, there were also several actresses, actors, officials and acquaintance ministers of Ev's brother who attended the event.
Their marriage was also attended by two former FBI members who were invited all the way from New York. They come with some Radityan family members who happen to be Ev and Dean's college.
The marriage of two sons of the sultan of the old money group is certainly immediately a warm conversation in various circles. Not a few television stations also broadcast Ev and Dean's wedding. Even up to wedding souvenirs, so tranding on various social media pages. Because Ev and Darren present souvenirs that are not cans for guests who attend to meet the invitation. Among them are diamond-studded couple watches with up to 24 carat gold, five-star hotel vouchers, gold-plated iPhone 5s, and four-wheeled vehicles.
“You're happy, Ev?”
Perhaps such a question that is repeated sounds a little alay, for Ev who is not usually noticed in such a way by his first husband. However, this time she was even fine-fine was asked so repeatedly by her new husband. The man really paid attention to his comfort.
“I'm happy, D. Hugely. Don't you see that happy hue on my face?”
“I see,” replied the handsome man while tightening the winding of his hand on the slender waist of the wife. “You look much more dazzling when you bear the name Wijaya.”
“So I used to not fascinate you?”
“That's not the concept, baby,” error Dean while moving sideways, followed by Ev. “Similar to it if it is halal.”
Ev smiled broadly at the husband's words. “I'm happy D. Thank you for making me feel this much happiness.”
“Sama-sama, dear. Everything for you,” retorted Dean while ending their dance beautifully. Even so beautiful, the audience who watched was fascinated by it.
A happy hue so radiated on the faces of the two. No one has denied that. No exception for a man who was sitting in a modern wheelchair with his hands propped up an iPad iphone 6s that was displaying Ev and Dean's wedding from the beginning to the end of the event. The corners of her lips were attracted when she managed to enlarge the resolution of the image of the bride who was smiling widely at the moment of the photo together. There was their son among them. The boy looked handsome in uniform.
“You look so happy,” clean. “More happy than going through a marriage procession with me. I'm so glad to see it. This way I can go quietly, because you and our son have been in the right hands.”
After saying so, the man in the hospital pajamas smiled broadly while keeping the iPad on the nightstand. The smile on his lips did not fade at all, even though the pain that gnawed at his spine was increasingly agonizing. She kept smiling as her eyes began to dim. The radiant shadow of a beautiful face is covered by the happiness of the ex-wife, as well as her flesh-blood face that also displays a happy look, so memorable in memory that the last breath she breathed.
Closing off the last memory he had in this world.
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EXPIRE, BUT ...... (self-content 🤭).
HOW TO MAKE THIS PART? STILL LESS??
THERE IS ALSO GOOD NEWS FOR READERS LOYAL RADITYAN SERIES. AFTER THIS STALL IS FINISHED, I WILL STAY AT THE STALL INSTEAD OF BEING MATCHMAKER. THE ONE WHO CAN'T WAIT?
BDJ THIS TIME I WILL REVISE FROM THE LAST GROOVE. THE FIRST THREE CHAPTERS HAVE ALSO BEEN REVISED STARTING FROM PUNCTUATION, TYPO, ETC. SO, MAKE READERS ALL DON'T FORGET ADD BDJ, MAKE THE YET ADD & ️
Sukabumi 15/05/22