Sincerity Love Freya
Happy Devinisi?

Arga returns home with an annoyed face, annoyed by Freya's foolish nature!

He's the one over there he helped him he helped him but that savage human is a bitch! it's not that he's not being sincere, it's just that, Arghhh you know what I mean!

"Where are you from, and what's wrong with your face?" Alena approached with a worried face she held the bruise, making Arga grimace.

"Sick ma," ringis Arga.

Alena stood up from her seat she stepped into the kitchen taking water with a basin to compress her son's wounds not forgetting the medicine box as well.

"You've been fighting? where did you go last night?" Alena asked questions to her only son, she loved this only child.

"In the hospital."

Alena glared anxiously at her son. "You sick? why not sally mama?" worry Alena.

"I'm not sick" said Arga.

"Keep who?"

"Akhs... Sick ma!" ringis Arga as Alena presses the wound.

"Let's know the pain is still fighting! you're already great not pantes for tons of jok-tonjokan kayak gini like a child!" nagel Alena.

Arga was just silent he thickened his ears trying not to pierce the words of his mother, was sick still a diomelin!

"Who's sick Arga!" ask mama back.

"Freya ma!"

"Huh? A freya? What pain? eits wait Freya has a husband why are you there?"

"I'm the one who nolongin Freya ma."

"You mean?"

"Free Arga obviously mama will not understand, already ma Arga want to rest first!" Arga immediately got up from his seat walking towards the room but stopped when he heard his mother's words.

"You know that your actions are wrong. Freya is married, you should not be chasing her! That's their household and you don't be a thorn in that household! I don't want you to do anything, there are still better girls than Freya!"

"Arga knows, Arga who walks and Arga knows best for Arga himself. A lot of girls are better than Freya but Arga wants Freya to be nothing else! Arga who goes and Arga also who knows mama will never understand!" Arga soon passed regardless of the words of his mother who was calling his name.

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"Atha.." a little boy ran with his cry over a boy who was lying under a tree.

"Cia... Why are you crying?" shocked by the boy, he immediately sat down wiping the girl's tears.

"Atha there's a wicked Cia," the girl fought, she kept crying sobbing.

"Who? tell Atha to let Atha hit that guy!" angry at the boy.

"That's.." pointed the girl at the two laughing boys mocking towards Cia.

"Cia gengeng! Cia gengeng!"

"Huuu is crying!"

"Tuh ngadu!"

"Cia ugly's a whim!"

That was the ridicule of the two boys, Atha's hands clenched she stood staring intently at the two boys. The stairs pushed the two boys until they fell down.

"You don't dare disturb Cia again!" angry at the boy, making the two boys had run scared from there.

"As for Atha" said Cia smilingly, she wiped away the tears and laughed with her teeth.

"Atha get along!" swoon the girl.

"Cia, Atha promised Cia would always be there. Atha will always be a hero to Cia."

"Warner Cia!" exclaim that girl.

"Gue will remain a hero to Lo Freya Velicia Chesa."

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Freya has been allowed to go home by doctors, her body has improved quite well and now she is on her way home.

"Who are you fighting with?" freya asked she thought if her husband had a fight with Arga. Because of the bruising on Arga's face and her current husband's.

"Nobody." Andra turned a glance then focused back towards the front.

"On yesterday..."

"Not to be discussed" Andra cut. Freya is nagging maybe not now because Freya needs to explain if it's all just a misunderstanding.

Freya down with Andra greeted warmly by aunt, he went straight into the room even though the shadows of the night were still recorded in her eyes but Freya tried to forget about it.

His household had just improved and he did not want any more problems, Freya immediately laid down his body on the bed, his body and mind were tired and he needed rest.

The open door showed Andra there she smiled and then went into the bathroom to clean her body which had not touched the water since yesterday.

Freya's eyes closed drowsiness to take his consciousness he fell asleep in a dream that does not know beautiful or not.

Andra immediately lay down his body beside Freya his arms coiled hugging his wife's body one kiss he gave to his wife's forehead, his lips spoke and then his eyes closed and washed away in a dream.

"Sorry." That was the word that Andra spoke before his consciousness was taken away by drowsiness.

Freya woke up staring at the clock that had shown five o'clock in the afternoon long as she slept, she stared at the side of her husband who was still asleep in the dream.

Freya got up she went to the bathroom, washed her face and faced the mirror. The bruise was still clearly visible, he rubbed it slowly yesterday's shadow as if it was clearly reflected in front of him.

A drop of her tears flowed, the pain whack in her heart. His chest felt squeezed but he could only silence feeling the pain that kept coming his way.

If asked if she is happy with her marriage? Freya could only shake her head she did not know if this was happy or not.

Wanting to keep everything by covering sadness with happiness closes the wound with a smile. Is that happy?

Freya wants to ask what is happy devinisi? Is maintaining something that is not worth defending. Replacing the wound with a smile, only able to smile even though the heart feels pain even though the eyes want to cry! is that a happy devinisi?

I was blinded by love! although the heart was hurt too often and the words of forgiveness were too easily spoken from his lips and my heart was so melted to hear it! Me stupid? indeed! I admit that I am a fool, even a fool, let me follow the path that God has written for me. If my destiny is like this what can I do?

That's my destiny! I was destined to be married at a young age, to feel the storm that continued to hit my household defending the household that was at the end, and you know there is a sense of giving up in me, but I always assure my heart that happiness exists if the rainbow exists and the storm will soon pass.

God's destiny is beautiful I just need to be patient in waiting for him, yes waiting for happiness to come to me.

The affair? violence in the household? harsh words that should not be spoken from the lips of someone I love so much and trust so much.

I've been able to get through it all in my house which is still corn-aged but the storm continues to hit it is still a long way, then I need to strengthen my shoulders and strengthen my heart! i'm strong!

God will not give trials beyond the ability of his people and I believe that.

Pray for me that this storm will pass soon and that I will be able to survive until the end...

My long story is still early and I need a lot of patience... I know now that housekeeping is not easy. There are many trials I have to go through!