The Rewrite Our Destiny
Chapter 45. Finale

Five years passed. Ily's life was completely engulfed in happiness. The man gave her a lot of love and affection. Ily felt lucky to have a husband like Bayu.

"Where is Aqilla, honey?" ask Bayu when he just came out of the bathroom. After performing the ritual of cleansing. Ily who was preparing, turned around for a moment.

"It's been waiting under him, Mas. Ordinary, Aqilla is always excited about the streets," replied Ily accompanied by a slow pangs.

Bayu nodded. "Can we play for a minute?" rayu Bayu looked at the body of the wife who was still wearing a kimono towel and sat at the dressing table.

Ily looked at him with a drawn look. "Aqilla's waiting for us, Mas. Don't disappoint her," said Ily.

Bayu chuckles. "Rich you don't anyway? If you're angry again, it's like seeing Ily in Aqilla."

"His name is also mother and son. But you're good, her face looks like yours, right? Satisfied you are now?" Ily said again pretending to be angry.

A cold laugh was inevitable. After wearing full clothes, Bayu walked closer to the wife who was getting more beautiful.

Cup.

Bayu kissed Ily's temple affectionately and hugged the wife's soft shoulder. When her eyes looked at the mirror, Ily was wearing lipstick with a bright color.Secak course it makes Bayu not like and protested. "Don't wear that color, honey. You are getting more beautiful. Here, let me choose."

Ily snorted loudly. Bayu and all his possessiveness are inseparable. "Yes already. Which one should I wear?" Ily asked a little annoyed.

"This. Try wearing this." Bayu offers a nude colored lipstick. After removing the lipstick that has been used, now Ily try to wear lipstick choice of the husband.

"Why are you getting more beautiful?" ask Bayu annoyed.

Ily breathed her tired. "Already, Mas. I'm tired of having to change the color of lipstick. Whether I am beautiful or not, my love remains with you, Mas Bayu Darling," Ily assured.

Only then did Bayu nod his head. Bayu should not be worried about that. After Ily put on her clothes, the little family left for a playground. Who else if not for Aqilla?

Both have the fruit of their love. Aqilla Masaya's. A beautiful girl who is now three and a half years old.

"Mama? There will be a lot of games, right?" tanya Aqilla was sitting in the passenger seat. The little girl looked enthusiastic and excited.

"Of course, hon. There's a lot of games and we'll play together." Ily answered cheerfully.

Bayu smile. Feeling very happy because God has allowed himself to be the husband of Lyrics Syabina Mu Saqeena. A beautiful doctor prima donna hospital. Indeed, the soul mate is not going anywhere.

"Thank you, honey. You have given me a lot of happiness," said Bayu sweet.

Ily smiled knots and then swayed spoiled on Bayu's burly arm. "I should be grateful. You give me more happiness," Ily replied as she thanked him.

"Yes already. Mom and Dad just thanked me. Wasn't it when I was you were so happy?" chirps Aqilla suddenly.

Bayu and Ily were clearly startled and turned their heads quickly towards where Aqilla was sitting. "Yes. Aqilla is indeed the child of happiness," answered Ily did not deny it.

"really. You two are Papa's source of happiness."

Half an hour's drive, they've arrived. After waiting in line to be able to get an entrance ticket, Bayu took the arms of his son and his wife into the park area.

The atmosphere of the park is quite crowded. Bayu chose to take his son and wife to sit on the grass with a tree with thick leaves.

The driver who helped carry the goods, had arrived and put the items needed by one family. Such as mats, some snacks, heavy meals, and drinks.

"Father! Aqilla wants to play there," point Aqilla to one game.

Bayu turned to ask Ily for approval. "Go, Mas. I'll prepare food for you first" Ily said with a sweet smile.

Aqilla and the father passed to one of the toys. Ily lives alone in that place. After the mat was held, Ily sat on it. He started putting food on the mat. Unexpectedly, suddenly there was a ball that almost hit the meal Ily tata.

Ily was obviously surprised. However, he was not angry because it was a natural thing. The tourist attractions he visited were public places with a large field.

"I am sorry. I didn't mean it, Aunty," said a little girl who might be the same age as Aqilla. In fact, the little girl spoke a bit of English.

Unexpectedly, a voice suddenly appeared calling out Ily's name.

"Cally!"

"Cally!"

The deg!

Ily froze in place. That voice was so familiar Ily. A voice Ily hadn't heard in a long time.

"I'm here, Dad!" said the little girl in front of Ily who was none other than the owner of the ball.

Ily thought it was just his mind. But when her eyes saw reality, Ily was not dreaming. The owner of the voice also pecked from a distance of several meters where Ily was sitting.

The two had long since looked at each other. This meeting was an unexpected one after five years of not meeting.

He is Pandu. A man who just left Ily without any clarity. Until there was a beautiful woman who approached Pandu and managed to resuscitate both.

Ily cleared her throat then smiled back at the little girl before her. "What's your name, honey?" tanyanya gently.

"city, Aunty. Lyrics Syabina" replied the little girl, which made Ily lose her oxygen supply. That's his name.

"Daddy gave me that name" the little girl added.

Ily's eyes stared at Pandu in disbelief. What kind of coincidence is this?

Ily exhaled her rough breath. Simultaneously, Bayu and Aqilla returned. Bayu and Pandu's views meet each other. Until Bayu chose to break it first to approach the wife.

"Mama? Mama why dream? Who is he, Ma?" tanya Aqilla pointed at the little Ily before her.

"Hey. I'm Ily" said Ily the little one who made Ily immediately tense up. Ily was afraid Bayu would misunderstand.

Moreover, her husband was now staring resentfully at her. "We have to go home" Bayu said.

Ily held her husband's arm and gave a glimpse of the pursed lips. "Don't be like that, Mom. It's not like you see."

"Cally? Here, Honey. Sorry, Miss. Our son interfered with your time off." A beautiful woman approached her son.

"Bye, Aunty. See you next time!" peekkik Ily small and Ily was smiling while waving her hand.

After Pandu and her family, Ily must now calm her husband. "Aqilla? You played by yourself, right? Mama and Papa want to talk love first," pinta Ily soft. and without waiting long, Aqilla agreed and chose to play with other children, of course Ily can still reach her son from a distance.

"Mass? Want me to kiss you if it keeps pouting?" goda Ily and Bayu remained silent.

"You must be mad at me. But why?"

"You met Pandu" Bayu replied briefly.

Ily chuckled and kissed her husband's lips again.

"I had no intention when I met him again. For me, my world right now is just about you, you, and you. You are the greatest man to me. Greatest husband and greatest father. Please don't be mad at me anymore" Ily persuaded the spoiled whimper.

Bayu who felt unable to bear, finally hugged the wife tightly. Afraid that Ily would leave her.

"I'm afraid you're gone" said Bayu.

" I will not go until death do us part. You will not be replaced," replied Ily to be able to make the heart of Bayu dongkol subside.

Finishes.