A Ghost To Mak

Home-in-law

Laila stuffed some robe and hijab into the bag. Not to forget the laptop is also some school files that must be completed immediately.

"Where are you ready?" Paul touched Laila's shoulder. The woman smiled and nodded. Paul lifted the medium-sized black bag and put it in the trunk of the car, along with the red package that the aunt had prepared.

The two boarded a car belonging to the Laila family. The newlyweds sat in front near the driver, making it easier for Paul to drive to his house. Abi Anwar was also aunty sitting in the middle seat.

The atmosphere of the city of Sidemuan this morning looks bright, the morning sun illuminates the earth perfectly, as perfect as the happiness felt by Paul and Laila.

Both of them were silent, busy with their own thoughts. Laila herself was confused as to what to talk about, as she herself did not know what to talk about. While the man continued to look at Laila, making the woman misbehave.

"Remember Laila so. Is there something wrong in Laila's face?" tanyakanya. It feels uncomfortable to be looked at in such a way.

"There's nothing. I don't want my brother's eyes out of Laila's. Afraid to look the other way, Laila was not there."

Laila's face was blushing, the man was really smart to tease and make her heart seem to fly.

"Who's learning from whom?"

"Either. Ever since I knew Laila brother, it's been like this."

"Lied!"

"By Allah!"

"Abang easily seduce Laila. Surely this brother is the same as all women. Yeah, right?" There was a tinge of emphasis from the sentence thrown out, it made Paul a little angry. He doesn't like to be accused of that. What else concerns him who is difficult to get along with any woman.

Paul grabs Laila's hand and puts it on his chest, "love and dear brother, it's just Laila. Laila is the first woman and will be the last one to be a seductive brother. Understand!" paul said, firmly.

Laila looked towards Paul, looking seriousness from her face. Laila felt a thump in Paul's chest that she felt from the hand that was there.

"I'm sorry Laila, Bang." Laila lowered her face, she felt guilty for already saying a sentence that made her husband angry. Paul rubbed Laila's hand, knowing that his wife couldn't possibly have intended to make him feel bad.

The pair of newlyweds chatted casually, as if the world belonged to the two of them, not even caring about the aunt who was paying attention towards the two with an occasional smile.

"The front turn, Bang." Paul gave instructions to the driver to turn. The car stopped at a green stilt house.

Paul held Laila's hand as he entered his yard. Many eyes stared at him. How not, a Paul firmly rejected many proposals that came to him and chose Laila who came from a simple family as a companion to life.

"Laila's okay?" paul asked, noticing that someone was looking at them.

"It's okay, Bang." Laila clasped Paul's hand.

Mak Nur stood at the doorway, welcoming the arrival of the entourage. A family member brought her luggage and put it in the house. Paul tote Laila's bag and put it in his room.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mother." Laila kissed the back of Mak Nur's hand, followed by Paul doing the same. Abi Anwar and aunty greet Mak Nur. Everyone comes in and sits in the living room.

The heated discussion enveloped the two families that were now one. Mak Nur with open arms accepted Laila's presence, plus she had only one son, and with her presence Laila became complete of her happiness.

Abi Anwar and aunty could only visit for a short while, even if they wanted to take Laila to her in-laws' house. The middle-aged man has given Laila completely to Paul, he hopes that Paul is able to take care of Laila with all his soul.

After Abi Anwar and his aunt Mak Nur told Laila to rest in the room. The middle-aged woman understood very well that her daughter-in-law was still very tired after last night's party. Mak Nur walks towards the kitchen, leaving Paul and Laila still sitting in the living room.

"Laila's tired? Just rest in my brother's room." Paul leads Laila into his room. This was the first time Laila had entered the men's room. Laila's awkward attitude can be felt by Paul, the man hugged his wife and guided her to sit on the side of the bed.

"Laila's sleeping here, yeah. I want to see Mak." Paul grabbed a pillow, then patted. Slowly he pulled Laila's head down. Paul stood up to leave the room, and Laila quickly grabbed Paul by the hand.

"Where are you going? Why?" tanyakanya.

"Don't look at Mak for a second. I'll be back again."

"Laila's coming."

"No need. Then I told Laila to rest. Later if Maklai Laila is still outside, Mak can be angry brother."

Paul kissed Laila's forehead, and passed from inside the room. The man was looking for the figure of the Mak, the middle-aged woman was tidying up the package given by the Laila family.

"Evening in a good night's sleep, Bang?" ask Mak. His hands were still busy opening one by one the cake packs.

Paul smiled, "can't sleep, Mom. It feels weird."

"Weird how?" ask Mak wonder.

"Anything. Laila is the second woman after Mak to ever sleep with her brother."

"Then?"

"Yes that's it." Paul himself was at a loss as to how to describe the happy state of his heart. All he had in his heart was that he did not want to be far from Laila.

"Remember the break. Brother didn't sleep last night either." Mak Nur could clearly see how the son was just his wayang, visible from the black strokes in his eyes.

"Yes already. Mak don't go to the fields first. I also rest." Mak Nur nodded. Paul moved from the kitchen back into the room.

Laila sat at a small table in the corner of the room, focused on the laptop in front of her, and did not realize that Paul was standing behind her.

"What other brother's wife?" Paul bowed his body and kissed softly the head of Laila.

Laila was shocked as both of Paul's hands coiled around his neck.

"Oh Allah, Brother. Since when was it behind Laila?"

"Since. Laila's too serious."

"Yes, don't surprise Laila, dong." Laila stood up from the chair, trying to break away. Paul quickly grabbed Laila's hand and grabbed the wife's body into her arms.

"From now on, Laila has to get used to her brother. You can't be far from Laila." Paul pressed his lips against Laila's face, making the woman misbehave.

"Bg ... Bad brother." Laila buried her face in Paul's chest, the man tightened his embrace even more.

laila's gaze stopped on an object in the corner of the husband's room. Slowly he relaxed his embrace.

"Which smokes?" laila asked.His hands pointed at the ashtray that still had cigarette butts. Paul lowered his face, embarrassed.

"Yes .. but, brother promise. From now on, I will stop smoking. For Laila!"

"Why for Laila? It should be for your own sake. For your health!" laila. His eyes stared intently at Paul's guilt-ridden face.

"Yes .. the most beautiful wife!"

"Buck!" Laila pinched Paul's stomach, making the man grimace a little.

"Brake!" call Paul.

"Yes, why, Bang?" Laila looked in wonder at Paul's face looking at her with a seductive look.

"Yeah!"

"What?" ask Laila confused.

"Corn!"

"Where?"

"God ... Laila likes it!" Impatiently, Paul grabbed Laila's body in a sling, then put her to bed.

"This is what you want!" Paul brought his face closer, kissed Laila's thin lips.again, Laila could only resign when the man she loved brought her back to happiness.