Please Change my Destiny!
The Story of Two Septables

“Eh, his new bride has gone down, which guy?” A veiled woman syar’i.

“Tau tau mbak. This is also live!” His mind started to get confused, what if Reno left him last night, the first night of their wedding that should have been so beautiful but passed away.

Somehow her brain told her that Reno was a little forced to marry her. Last night it was like reading enough about Reno's feelings for her. Feelings that are not directed at him.

But why should the name Rima again be among them?

“Yes, I'm in the kitchen to help yah!”

"Huh, I-iya brother!"

Surprised, when his daydream was disturbed.

"You why? Any issues?"

"Eh, no really. It's gonna, .. get there first!" The index went up, nowhere to go.

"You find Reno first, hehehe!” Andra walked back through the kitchen and saw some women preparing breakfast.

From where he stands today, has been seen on the back porch of some adult men are chatting but

His eyes had not caught the figure he was looking for until he continued to continue his steps up to the door, “Pa Reno where?”

“Cie, cie, Reno your bride again nyariin!” Mr. Herman has arrived at the house, sportswear clinging to the body. As promised by Mr. Cakra last night, today they will practice golf together, while staring at the park.

Where Reno is standing by holding a hose in his hand to water the plants with Mr. Mumun.

“Biasalah newlyweds, can not be far away!” Daddyh.

Reno only offended his smile and then resumed his activities.

Rather than being a bully Andra prefers to go in and join the women in the kitchen even though honestly he is not used to it in the kitchen. His busy days made him far from the reach of the most complicated place in the world.

“Beres!”

“You call the others well!” Mama's orders were directed at Andra who could only see the activities in the kitchen.

“Breakfast is ready!” Andra was already in the doorway.

While Reno had just cleaned her hands that looked a little dirty.

Papa Cakra, Father Azzam, brother has passed into the dining room, Diandra is still standing staring at Reno as she waits for him to dry her hands and feet.

“Come!” Only that word sounded without any helping hand, making Andra take the initiative to grab that cold hand.

Not want everyone to think negative, Reno does not try to menenis.

Along with the sound of greetings from outside, the Dihyan Family who had just entered the house.

Everyone gathered in the dining room.

Many, very crowded, make them forget the quadrilateral love conflict that intertwines between them.

"Waaah, rame yah!" Dihyan had joined them.

"You were the one who said it last night" Nusaibah.

"Oh yes, Rima knows this Nus Kak, father, mother, same grandmother Mashita. Dad's my cousin's mom." Dihyan introduced his family to his wife who had met for the first time.

" When you left, I stayed with them." He said again, his eyes looked fixed on the face of the wife to see what was created there.

"Oh yes, when you go he is very sad to know. Kayak urinals, ..."

Nusaibah was unable to continue his sentence when he received a reprimand from the brother who was sitting next to him.

"Not pa-pa bang time, let Rima know that her husband was very lost when he left. That means Iyyan loves his wife very much."

"Don't go again!" Ask with a smile and a gentle look at Rima.

Rima was smiling too.

The word love seems to want him to be as far away as possible.

That's not love, brother, he just wants a child from me,

A heart that can cut his smile.

While Reno just looked down in the middle of that conversation.

Heat.

The ears were hot hearing it.

The breakfast that was a little late because we were waiting for each other finally started walking.

In eleven, there appears a small family that is able to grab attention.

The husband who looks dashing with a sturdy posture is feeding the wife with his clothes that SYAR’i cover all the surfaces of his body leaving his hands and face.

A plate of both and just using his responsibilities the husband continued to feed himself and then changed to feed his wife. While his wife is in charge of paying attention to their children who are also eating.

With Rima. His net of looking fixedly at that direction, there was a happy twinkle through the radiance of his eyes and the smile he had involuntarily created.

Maybe it is like that if a couple is married with love.

It's so warm, and envious.

Rima's face was able to be read with certainty by DIhyan.

The man also thrust a spoon containing fried rice into Rima's mouth which spontaneously opened his mouth.

“Again yah!” Pinta Dihyan's.

“No need brother! Malu” Rima this time he refused, even though he had entered several mouthfuls directly from the hands of Dihyan.

Aaah, she was a fool who was unconsciously fed by her husband. Curse himself.

The reason here is not only the two of them, but the whole family and also, the,

Reno.

If only there was a little love in Rima, maybe she wouldn't refuse, but their story is very far apart with a husband and wife who are eating a plate together over there that seems to ignore the views of others against them.

That is precisely what the husband can show, about his love for his wife.

“Kakakak tau, the first time to see brother again bribe mbak, Kak Iyan nangis loh!” Saying the sweet girl who was introduced by the name Mashita, which is addressed to Rima.

“Little boy snobs!” Dihyan acted like a jutek, trying to cover the red look on his face.

“Iya, it was time again dizzy nyariin mbak who again left because...,” Sentence was cut when Dihyan smothered his mouth from behind.

Ck, what an apes Dihyan today.

All his secrets in the past may be revealed by the actions of his family, including the two brothers.