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MY SISTER-IN-LAW'S BEAUTIFUL SECRET 2

"Well, Yank. It's been made by me, don't beat up Danur's candidate." Fortunately Mas Banyu came, he showed off his finger that was already wearing a ring again.

His pure white skin fit so well with the ring.

"That's dong," said Mbak Rahayu so soft. I turned to look at her again and .. her face was as it was.

Mas Banyu passed me to get into his room. He was even taller than Mas Danur. Maybe in the 170s, I was only 150 cm. He was tall, his body was firm and his skin was white again. Unfortunately, when I looked at Alin's face, it didn't look like her father at all.

"Yumna?" call Mbak Rahayu, I nodded without making a sound. Ah saw him again so remembered his different face.

It was like I saw an older figure. I don't know, am I imagining or is what I saw right? Why could it change so quickly. Ah, I must be just halu.

I took a break from both of them, letting the couple fondle their son. I went back to accompany Mas Danur in the living room. He greeted me with a smile. Just sat down her hand wanted to pinch my cheek, but I immediately brushed.

"Not halal!" my sulk while allowing the folds of the ash pashmina edge that covered my head then stood for a moment justifying the black plisket skirt I wore and sat back down.

"Hehe, I'm sorry." Mas Danur shifted his position that had mepet with me.

I have been visiting my future husband's house for an hour at his invitation. The man I knew from social media and immediately expressed his feelings for seriousness. Before long, only a week he had dared to ask my mother and now invite me to get acquainted with his family.

However, to meet his mother and father I had to wait. Mas Danur said his parents would go home after Ashar. Because it is harvest time and busy in the fields.

Sure enough, azan ashar reverberated in a voice from the back of the house. "Who is this, beautiful," said a woman with neck hair, he took off camping on the head. I stood up and shook his hand. However, it cannot.

"Don't, Mom's hands are dirty. It's been a long time waiting, it's been eating yet. How not to make ice, Danur. What buyin side dishes to eat together .. sorry yes, the side dishes are used up for worker herbs that help harvest." Mas Danur was like an all-out diomeli, but his mother said so in a joking tone.

"No papa, Mom." My face was endlessly smiling, unable to speak much because I was not used to it. Seduced by Mas Danur's mother, I can only smile.

***

Time passed quickly, a month later Mas Danur and I held a simple walimah for our wedding. As per my request and the ability of both of us. However, I still ask for a decoration even though it is not luxurious and my face is self-sufficient.

Today there are also many new faces, because only once I visited, which was a month ago. The rest is just video calls with Mas Danur, and most often with Ibu Ajeng-kini my in-laws. Not without reason, it's because I'm busy working and the distance to the distant village of Mas Danur.

"Beautiful."

I reflexively turned to hear the murmur of Mas Danur in the midst of the hustle and bustle of guests arriving. "You're concerned about who, Mom. Until it doesn't blink?" I waved my right hand in front of his face.

"That's Madam Rahayu, just came out of the cooking section of the beautiful setting," she replied turning to me.

My eyes widen in a sign of annoyance. He could praise another beautiful woman in front of his wife. Even though that woman is now my own sister-in-law anyway, I still don't like it.

Beautiful said? I was looking for that beautifully praised figure. Just one look seems ordinary. Because Rahayu's mother did not dance.

Just now that I was inner about it, Madam Rahayu walked towards us in the lewd seat. He asked us both to stand up, to take a photo with his little family.

"MasyaAllah is beautiful Rahayu ngalahin nganten today," chirped someone I do not know who. However, he came as a guest must be a relative of Mas Danur.

Did not stop that one person, even her beautiful praise Mbak Rahayu came out of her lips akang motret that I rented. Likewise with the guests, when shaking hands with me and Mas Danur even become a place of praise for the beauty of Mbak Rahayu.

"Ah don't do that. Later I was thought to want ngantennya again," said Mbak Rahayu glanced at me, fitting once when I also glanced at him.

Did they not overdo it to confuse the beauty of my sister-in-law? And I danced for two hours, wearing a siger on my hijab and a white dress that was so pretty. While Mbak Rahayu .. his face is polosan with hair just diluted. His clothes were only a knee-length black tunic. Is it true that I lost the competition? Ah, let me get rid of this insignificant thought on this sacred day. Don't let me envy my own brother-in-law.

Madam Rahayu chose to stand beside me, "You don't get upset about their compliments about my beauty" she whispered.

Wait ... does Madam Rahayu know my thoughts? He blinked his eyes as we stared at each other. He smiled, but instead of being happy I felt a different air. I don't know what this is.

"You want to know my pretty secret, don't you?" mama asked suddenly.

Glegs!

The sound of whispering seemed to touch my ears. My eyes slowly turned towards him.

"Aargha!" my screams reflexively pushed his body, when he saw Mbak Rahayu's face suddenly full of blood.