Annelyn And Om Bimo

Leaf Pucuk Vs Old Leaves

" Who are you calling Auntie?!". The clash of Bu Rukana really echoes. Maybe she's just as embarrassed as her new daughter-in-law. At least their faces were not as thick as concrete walls.

" sorry ma, I don't know what to call Aunt Puspa, when should I call you? " annelyn's sentence is gentle but emphasizes Puspa's position as a young wife, consider her an actor.

Before Bu Rukana interjected, Annelyn added oil to the flames burning in the eyes of the two women.

" instead of finding my husband a young wife who had just passed her first period, she brought an old three-tailed leaf."

Annelyn said silently to Bu Rukana, What does the world say? She was nineteen years old and she was in the company of her husband with a thirty-five-year-old widow with three children.

" Anne! take care of your talk! respect my mother!"

Dimas' words were like machetes stuck in Annelyn's heart. The man did not even try to explain anything, did not comfort his heart and instead overturned his position in this house by defending his mother's guilt.

Annelyn could see her husband's stare, though still clad in doubt, but the fire in her eyes was a condition of anger. Little he could also see a mocking smile on Puspa's lips. His slender hands gave off a fragile impression as he struggled on Dimas's arms.

Annelyn smiled wryly, her one hundred and eighty degree husband turned as fast as lightning.

" what's my lack of respect for mama mas?" " you should be thinking if there is a wife who is okay with this situation. I'm even kind enough not to poison your drink." annlyn said calmly with a mocking smile.

Bu Rukana and Puspa reflexively held their throats. They are still afraid of death.

" Dimas, teach your wife some manners!"

" Already I say this city boy not only does not know the housework he is also an ethic fool" the fiery Tandas Bu Rukana.

Unlike Annelyn who just looked lazy, Dimas just kept his head down, maybe he started to feel a headache with the circumstances he made.

" wad.." Puspa gently patted Dimas' shoulder..

His voice that was made to tease, his eyes were hinting at sadness. Well-favoured. Beauty typical of mature women who are motherly .She was still beautiful at her age who was not young anymore, maybe it was one of the pioneers who made her husband turn away.

you think of their physical tiredness but don't think of how tired my heart is.

Without saying much, Annelyn went into the room. There was no one so he was free to shed his tears. Crying lamenting a marriage that has only been running for a year.

His memory returned a few years ago.

Thirty-two-year-old Dimas, who came to the capital carrying the burden of his family's heart and finances, tricked the landlord in his village. He meets Annelyn, a beautiful high school girl who plays the piano at the restaurant where they work.

Their closeness starts from there, pitying to see Dimas, a mature man with the title of S1 who has nothing yet. Annelyn asks Narendra her schoolmate to help put Dimas in her father's company.

Tests

Tests

Annelyn's tears dripped down their wedding album. Recalling her first love meeting Annelyn laughed wryly.

" what less am I?"

" i sacrificed my youth to marry you. I helped you get the job you dreamed of. I support you to the point that you have everything."

Annelyn cried until her tears refused to come out, and it grew stifling. Inhailer, he needs an inhaler to remove something that squeezes his chest.

" mama."he said when he could breathe normally.

" ma, I want to be as strong as mama but why does it feel so heavy.ma I can't"..

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