Annelyn And Om Bimo

Meylan

After finishing the plan at the compound garden, Annelyn rushed home, she no longer wanted her ears to buzz due to the nagging of her mother-in-law, who was probably now mumbling around looking for her.

On the way, Annelyn's mind branched, between happy with the new plan she launched and also sad with the new state of the household as long as corn.

Even though he was one hundred percent sure his plan would work, making use of the neighbor rumors would make the triumvirate feel a sense of shame, a greater shame than having a son-in-law like him. Still, all the consolation was unable to make the gaping wound in his heart heal.

He can be angry, he can curse, he can also take revenge, but hate is not that easy to replace the love inherent in his soul.

I love you with all my soul, and I want to be forever. It's just that I'm afraid of losing my own soul when you prefer it. Inner Annelyn.

As Annelyn entered the gate of the house, she saw the door open, displaying a haughty figure that was opposite her waist.

" Where are you ?" . Bu Rukana asked half-stomped.

Always was, her mother-in-law never said or asked humanly.

Under normal circumstances, Annelyn did not mind her mother-in-law's words, but this time she had exhausted her patience.

" If you don't consider me a daughter-in-law at all, you don't have the right to yell at me either !".

"Annelyn!!"

Degh

Dimas. That sound. The voice that usually sounded heart-pounding shahdu now came snapping, interrupting his conversation with the mother-in-law.

Without even looking at Annelyn, she knew Dimas was emotional. Annelyn understood very well when Dimas called her name in full, it was a sign that Dimas did not like what he did or said. Moreover, Dimas raised his voice a few octaves.

" Don't yell at my mom!"

Her index finger was pointing right in front of Annelyn's eyes.

Annelyn casually held the index finger and kissed it.

" I love you so much, but I want to hate you too." Annelyn whispered in Dimas' ear.

Smiling obliquely as she patted Dimas Annelyn's shoulder walked inside the house. Just a few steps he heard the voice of his mother-in-law scolding Dimas.

Cuek, pretending not to hear anything he continued his steps towards his room, he was already tired of being reviled as usual.

While walking up the stairs, he smelled the delicious aroma of cooking. Surely Puspa was cooking, once again his heart was pinched. Behind all the advantages she has, can not replace the perfection of cooking like the dream of her mother-in-law.

Sighing deeply, Annelyn resumed her steps, opened the room door and locked it.

The Maghrib prayer reverberated as he lay down on a mattress that used to be so warmly soothing. Now all that warmth disappeared as the warmth in his household froze.

Drt

Annelyn glanced at her phone at a glance, notification of incoming messages. The green logo app shows some messages.

_Lyn, how are you?

_Later there is time? We had dinner together, take Dimas too.

_Please schedule, Lyn.

Meylan. The niece of her mother who a few months ago left for America has returned home again. I come home almost every month.

Annelyn typed the word "okay" and turned back to close her eyes.

A drop of tears flowed from the corner of his eye, followed by a few more drops and more. The stifled sorrow finally escaped again into a small fad.

He was tired, afraid, in a state of fear, all sorts of ill feelings could not be expressed in words.

After feeling quite crying, he got up ready to meet his cousin. He realized this marriage was even kept secret from his parents. Although his cousin knew but it was not good if he told Meylan the marriage problems.

He could not guarantee that the naughty girl did not complain to her parents. He could no longer escape from that luxurious palace.

**

The aroma of cooking that was leaving made the quarrel between mother and child at the entrance stopped.

" Have you ever wanted to see Puspa cook. New daughter-in-law mom can cook more humane food."

Dimas let out a long sigh, he also missed the delicious cuisine of Puspa. Two months married but not home even in the same province makes them not free to meet.

Sitting at the dinner table with her mother waiting for Puspa to finish his cooking. Judging from his posture, Puspa was no better than Annelyn, but somehow he had a charm that did not wake up.

Moments passed, while the three were eating beef rendang, Annelyn came down the stairs.

Annelyn wore long black jeans, a spaghetti strap shirt wrapped in a maroon long knee-length blazer. A sling bag that hangs beautifully on her shoulder adds to the impression of a teenager.

" Uh the princess just got out of the ascetic place. Where are you going these nights? " His mother-in-law's voice interrupts.

Dimas and Puspa averted their eyes, as did Annelyn.

" Dad, Ma, I'm gonna go out for a second. Mey took me out to dinner together."

" Teruuuooss, wong wadon ra ngerti gawean isane mung dolaaan bae, lha pye wong town boy less educated."

He had not had time to interrupt, Puspa smiled adding spices.

" Have it been Mom, now there is me who will take care of Mom and Mas Dimas. Just let Mas Dimas not mind his wife running around."

Annelyn's eyeballs swerved to hear the words of Puspa who deliberately provoked many scorn of her mother-in-law and Dimas.

Unexpectedly Dimas who was tired of fighting finally said without looking at Annelyn.

" Go away, don't come home too late, greetings to Meylan"

**

The sound of a flatware clanking is so slow, creating a melody in silence in private space that is deliberately in Meylan's message. They enjoy dinner after giving up longing.

" How's it going?". Meylan asked to open the conversation.

Frowning, Annelyn did not understand the direction of her cousin's conversation.

" Your relationship with Dimas".

Uhk uh..

The spontaneous words made the piece of beef that Annelyn swallowed stop in her throat.

" Feasy??" .

Thumping lips, Meylan frankly.

" Ob Bimo says Dimas married again."

Spontaneous Annelyn glared at Meylan's words.

" I don't know where she knows. But Om Pram and Aunt Karina know you're married also from Om Bimo."

Like being struck by lightning. Annelyn. He was so shocked by this fact. All this time he thought he had run away and disappeared neatly. Om Bimo, a mature man with high innocence really cannot be underestimated.

" Calm down, Om Bimo doesn't tell me where you live and about your household he's still keeping it a secret". Realizing Annelyn's concern, Meylan tried to explain. Like her dugan, Meylan was able to capture a bit of relief from Annelyn's expression.

" I can keep my mouth shut." Meylan pointed his little finger.

Slightly hesitating, Annelyn stared intently at Meylan. Sighs slowly and begins to tell from beginning to end, about Dimas, mother-in-law, and Puspa.

Brakes

The sound of the table being kicked.

" Braziness, self-knowing, shameless"

With a hunting breath, Meylan cursed.

***

On the other hand, a tall man was smoking a cigarette, his lips showed a cynical smile as his man explained at length the aftermath of the matter that had been investigated.

" Good, keep an eye on that bad boy. You can go ".

The man in casual clothes who had just reported on his duty moved out of the private room.

Being used to taking care of you makes me unable and unable to take you off just like that. My brother might not care, but me? the first person to see how you were born in this cruel world, is impossible

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