The Destiny I Chose
New life

Lidya is happy with her marriage. His relationship and Calya have improved. He was also favored by his stepmother and his father again settled in the area. Every day, Lidya's activities are just taking care of the three children and become the dream wife for the husband.

Fikri loves Lidya very much and so spoils her and their three children. Every weekend take a walk to the mall, the beach, stay at the villa, even around the city to please their three beautiful daughters.

Lidya also has two nannies who help her look after her three children. Having a lot of housekeepers who make it impossible for her to touch jobs other than cooking.

Fikri will never get tired of his cooking. He is no longer working at Fikri's restaurant. His job is just to monitor the restaurant and will come when there is an important meeting. He also began to give new ideas and recipes for the progress of the restaurant.

For Fikri, Lidya is the most perfect woman. He was very concerned about why Radit could waste such a perfect wife like himself. It may be true, people say, if the wife herself looks like a pebble in the eyes of the husband, but looks like a diamond in the eyes of other men. But that did not apply to Fikri, because he always saw Lidya like a pearl that was very valuable and worth fighting for.

"Hey, what are you thinking, honey?" asked Fikri when he came to his wife was daydreaming on the balcony of their room.

"I'm just enjoying tonight, Mom. Not beautiful."

"Oh, think about it tonight, just think about me." Fikri buried his head on Lidya's shoulders while hugging her body from behind.

"If you don't need me to think, Mom. You are always in my heart."

"Well, now you've been flirting with me, yeah." Fikri started tickling Lidya's stomach to make the woman laugh giggling.

"Ih, Mas, ticklish, ah."

"Honey, Naura's asleep, right?" ask Fikri while starting to activate his naughty hand.

"Udah, Mas, just new."

"There, Mas. The mother I told was simple. Naura woke up at most. What are your hands, Mas?" Lidya pulled Fikri's hand out of her body. However, instead of according, Fikri's hand even more guerrilla to some sensitive parts.

"Honey, I want more" whispered Fikri as she pressed her body tighter against Lidya. Lidya could feel something moving many times.

"But, wasn't this morning, Mom?"

"It's less, honey. You keep me hooked."

"Mas, Mum." Lidya chuckled as she turned around and hung her arms around Fikri's neck. She smiled at the handsome face of her husband.

Every day, his life was filled with smiles of happiness. It was unexpected that he would end up happily in the hands of the right man.

Fikri hugged Lidya tightly, then took her to the bed to complete her wish earlier.

When they finished, they took a bath and chatted for a while before going to bed.

"Lidya, I'm so grateful to you for accepting me. I don't know what my life would be like if you kept your household with Radit. Maybe I'll be a single guy forever. Can only see with your love from afar without being able to have you." Fikri lands a kiss on Lidya's forehead as a sign of how unfortunately she is to the woman.

Lidya who again heard the statement of love from Fikri also smiled happily. "I also thank you for accepting me and my children. There are rarely men like you in this world. I love you too, Mom."

They also tightened their arms until finally, sound asleep and beautiful dreams. I don't know, it seems like the dream is not important because the reality is even more beautiful.