Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

Season 2 #Part 1

"Honey, wake up!" the whisper is right in my ear.

That soft voice I hear every morning. I felt like I had just closed, my body still felt so tired. I don't want to open my eyes for now.

"Five more minutes, ma'am," I said.

"That's a big deal, huh? Sorry, but darling. You can sleep again anyway," she said gently as she rubbed my hair.

I nodded slowly and closed my body in her arms. He kissed me once and then I went back to sleep. I don't know how long, when I woke up again my husband was not next to me. I put on my clothes again and walked slowly to the living room where Mas Dwi was sitting watching TV.

"Mas didn't wake me up" I said as I sat and leaned on his shoulder.

"You're tired, honey. That's why I don't bother you." Then Mas Dwi hugged me gently.

Our marriage is less than a month old. So far, it's just the happiness I feel. I am very grateful to be able to get to know and even become a life partner of Mas Dwi. He treated me very well. Not only Mas Dwi, but his family also loves me very much.

Maybe many people judge that I am happy like this because I am still newly married. It's okay, you could say I didn't expect much. Given so many bad things I've been through the last few years. For the next few years, who knows?

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Today Tria is going home, her vacation is over. I'm happy, this house might be a little more crowded if added with one more member. Another case with Mas Dwi, he complained a little because if there is Tria then he cannot freely to make out with me. If he had started sulking so, I could only shake his pinched head in dismay. What a very different personality when compared to Mas Dwi who I know in the office.

"What time does Tria get home?" ask Mas Dwi while piling up our used breakfast plate just now.

"The tenth hour he said, Mas," I answered while moving vegetables and side dishes into the food cabinet.

Although Tria and I are just sisters-in-law, Tria contacts me more often than her sister. I'm happy, this way I can feel what it's like to have a sister. So an only child is good, because all the parental affection is only given to us. However, it is undeniable that sometimes loneliness and the desire to have siblings exist.

At first, I was a little confused and scared. I'm not used to taking care of the house, beberes, let alone cooking. Fortunately, Mas Dwi is a patient person and can guide me well. When I cook, he does the dishes. When I do the laundry, she sweeps the house. Actually I'm a little unwell, how could a husband do a wife's job like this. But he always insisted on helping me. So that I can get some rest and get back together with him, that's the reason.

Ting-tung! The sound of the house bell rang.

"Please open the door! Let me do the dishes" I asked.

"Yes, honey."

"Bu Ijah nih, nganter yellow rice. His son's birthday," said Mas Dwi who had returned to the kitchen.

"Mom Ijah the chicken opor anther yesterday?" ask me while rinsing my hands. I'm done washing dishes.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Did that mother often bring food here?" manya curious.

"No, this new. It used to be absolutely never," replied Mas Dwi while plucking the cucumber pieces on top of the yellow rice.

"Ah, maybe because Mas is now a family, so we are coded to be closer to this person."

"Perhaps," Mas Dwi replied with a nod and scooped a mouthful of yellow rice with a piece of egg into his mouth.

'When it has just eaten, but there is food coming directly eaten again, ' my mind.

"If not spent, then enter the food closet yes, Mas," said I reminded.

"It was just delicious, it was delicious" he said then put the food in the food cabinet. "What do you want?"

"Mandy."

"Follow," he asked spoiled.

"Mas, please yes! Later to hunt Tria dateng," I refused.

"Just take a shower, it's more efficient than a replacement."

"Not only once did he say that, but-"

"But you like it, right?" the tananya cut my words and directly pushed me into the bathroom. No matter how much I refuse, he laughs happily at me again. Fuck, I'm lucky, baby!