THERE YOU ARE AFTER YESTERDAY'S INJURY
At Last You After Injury

All the destinies that have been outlined in the end have indeed been planned and prepared. It's just waiting for which destiny will make us a new life and rise to the next level. If time were to be turned back, no one would be able to expect that in the future it would have a life as beautiful as this. And or even if time accelerates its movement, then no one will know how destiny and all its wounds will be packed with happiness. They all have portions. They travel according to the passage of time that every second will change. If only in the life of a woman whose age is no longer young even her age is almost as old as this century, there is no deepest wound. He's not sure he'll be there either...

Yes you....

You are the one who was present after the wound. You who are present offer an antidote to save the wound. You can even remove it.

Akbar Fabian Caraka comes when the heart of a Nadira Diandra Princess is seriously injured. His hand extended a helping hand to grip him tightly. Her steps accompany her and invite her to leave a wound that she may not be sure herself will heal. Then what confidence makes him continue to move relentlessly?

Answers Love....

How love can grow between a burning wound. The pain is deep. Frustration of the past that may come into the future. Missing direction, choosing helpless in the trough of such a painful taste.

Surrender?

Definitely not....

A handsome man with a million charismas. Just having a determination. Even he did not expect anything in return. He did not even care if his woman could not reciprocate the taste he had. The goal was his laughter back. Or at least that beautiful smile is back.

But who would dare to guarantee it at that time?

I know his love is reciprocated. Even that sense has now aligned the same. Haunted by the shadow of the past also does not dampen happiness and happiness again. Maybe his patience will only be reciprocated a little he thought. But he was wrong....

His patience is paid many times by the owner of his life. God never sleeps. God always has a beautiful plan behind his difficulties. He just has to do it selflessly. But God turned out to reward him matchlessly.

Love exists....

The girl of his heart reciprocated the taste he had.

Not even just that. Not just the feeling of being reciprocated. The justruvpria is endowed with infinite love. Given such an amazing son and daughter. His family is full of color.

Now the woman had accompanied him to half his age. He proudly said that the woman who had been hurt managed to prove that she was a good mother for her children.

"Thank you for being my most loyal companion. Thank you for being such a wonderful mother to our children. Thank you for being the color of our lives, dear. Happy birthday to you. There is an age that we have, may God always bestow us blessings. Amin" Bian said precisely the dynamics of his female eyes that also looked at him lovingly.

The feeling of haru also happy can not be expressed just by saying thank you.it feels if there is more than acceptable to say the happiness he received, Dira will choose that word. But unfortunately the word Thank you is the best word for a man who faithfully accompanies every phase of his life.

"You're my woman who occupies the highest throne in my heart after Mama and Fira, baby"

Dira smiled among the sobs of haru that he was now feeling. It feels like her husband will never run out of sweet words for her. From the beginning of his marriage until now his three children have grown up, the sweet word still feels opium in Dira's ear.

"I'm your woman and you're my man who also never in the slightest I lower his position in my heart Set Father and also my two brothers" said Dira who made Bian immediately hug tightly.

The love that both of them have is so strong. It was also felt by her three children. He looked at his parents with a loving look. They are not living witnesses of how their parents can survive until they grow up. But they are proof of how the wound could be passed by both parents.

Arkanta Rizky Caraka's

The first son who is the greatest gift in household life has just begun. Arka is the first son who makes the relationship between the two closer. Making Dira realize if enjoying the wound is not a good reason to ignore the taste that has been present and lived for a long time. Arka realized how beautiful the presence of a new member who would obviously make both of them think if it looks back ternayaman is home.

Armita Nadhifa Caraka's

The light that is radiating naturally. The second proof if indeed the wound is not the end point to surrender. It is not without reason that God deliberately presents Mita in the midst of a love that almost gave up among the rubble of wounds. Dira thought there was enough evidence that the wound was gone. If it were true, his life would be better now. Maybe Dira will enjoy her role as a mother who has two children. But that alone is not enough evidence that the wound has healed.

Arjuna Qias Caraka's

God again provides evidence if indeed enjoy the wounds in love, it turns out the grace is so beautiful. Complete is the evidence that God always gives to break all assumptions that wounds are not the end point of everything. As good as anything claims, if Dira has thrown away and erased the traces of the past that still often haunts his steps.

Vengeance....

Yes, the grudge that made his move so piqued. Maybe why his life sometimes still feels difficult.it's because Dira has not completely forgotten the past.

Forgive....

Yes, this is a simple word that is sometimes very difficult to describe. as long as what he is buried and tried to be removed if the word sorry is not spoken to be asked and given then forever the shadow of the wound will continue to exist in the form of a grudge.

What difficult?

Then....

When it is difficult then let go and make peace.

You're Sincere?

"Let it be my choice to prove that a wound is not a pain that hurts. But he will find his own happiness"

Such is a simple sentence packed for wound reinforcement. If he is your wound then sure there will be another one who becomes your happiness.

"Arka will be a strong man like Papa, who will protect Mama and Mita" a man told the woman who gave birth to him 23 years ago.

"And your wife will be too"

The soft words conveyed by the successful mother made the young man face firm and cold that can be said to be a photocopian of the Papa who was none other than Akbar Fabian Caraka flushed and managed to become moons his two sisters and the entire extended family who were gathered in a house that became his place had a love and love that was unequaled.

If anyone should be grateful with a wound it is Nadira Diandra Putri. For who ever thought that his wounds would lead him to find his true happiness.

Akbar Fabian Caraka's....

You after the wound....

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