BECAUSE IT'S...MU!! Mother-IN-LAW

FARHAN ACCIDENT

Chapter 40.

ZAHRA POV

"Will I make you some hot coffee?"

"May darling. But we go to the supermarket, buy you some milk and vitamins."

"Oh, so very sweat you are mas..."I kissed her lips gently.

"Yhmmpp...Thanks dear."

We went to the supermarket and at the same time bought the necessary necessities for the house. After that we went home. Suddenly someone grazed Farhan's right hand tightly from behind. He rode the bike at high speed and Farhan slammed to the left.

"Aaduuhh..."

"YAHHHH....!!"

"Masshss....!!" I saw the bike and the characteristics of the helmet and jacket. But the license plate is unrecognizable because it's night. I helped Mas Farhan and he grimaced in pain sitting on the asphalt.

"Mas, what's the pain...!!??" I panic while kneeling on the asphalt.

"No deck, only my hands cannot be moved..If it moves aching shoulders mas..!!" said it.

"Yes, let's go to Hasnah's house, let's sort it out" I said.

"Yes, baby, awww..." Mas Farhan stood up while I helped. The groceries that scattered the contents of the plastic bag I collected first and put back into the plastic bag. I brought all the groceries alone because Farhan was still holding his sick shoulder.

After arriving at the front of the house I went into the house and put the groceries in the living room and immediately came back out again holding Farhan mas who was still grimacing in pain.

Arriving at the house of mak Hasnah, I knock on the door.

"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight." Sahut Mak Hasnah from within.

Door opens.

"Eh Zahra, Farhan, why? Let's go in."

We went into the house and sat down.

"Sir, please Mas Farhan, he was dragged along with the motor and his upper arm hurt!" I said panic.

"Try me to see." Mak moved his shoulders and Mas Farhan shouted as he moved upwards.

"Well shear the hinge of her shoulder. Help me Han, but don't fight!"

"Yes, mother." answered my husband.

CREEK

With one pull of his arm.

"Awwww.....Saakitt...!!!" Shouted mas Farhan.

"Well try to move up ..."

"I don't hurt my mom...Thank goodness." Mas Farhan was already looking happy because the sliding hinge had entered his bone again.

"Shortly do not move first, you want to take the dressing first!"

"Yes, mother."

"Where is it good?"

"Dear, it's not sick anymore."

"Alhamdulillah. The man deliberately wanted to drag you like!" my spoken.

"Well, that's about empty streets, huh?" ask me Farhan.

"Yes, time to the edge really, to the middle is also far mas!"

"Have you noticed what I just called?"

"I've already ripped off the bike and the guy. But the number plate doesn't look like a mas!"

"Farhan, here au balut first so as not to move. You open your shirt first."

"Yes, mother." And I helped my husband take off his shirt.

Mak Hasnah directly wrapped the shoulders of Farhan.

"Well done, if you want to use a lot of the left hand, for while the right hand rests first, about two minngu ya."

"Yes, mother."

"Sir, I was sidelined with Zahra. I brought belajan again earlier on the right but I was immediately dragged from behind. Thankfully, there is not much to buy."

"The groceries continue to be scattered dong." he asked.

"Yes." I replied.

"Hm, how weird is that? Has anyone told you to harm Farhan?"

"Do not know me, mother. We go home first, mom, how much is this?" ask husband.

"Fifty times just make the bandage."

"It's mak." The money I gave to my mother and received by her.

"Dear we go home, yuk." Take husband.

"Yes. Thank you, yes" we said.

"Yes together" replied mak Hasnah. We went home slowly. I put my hand on his arm.

"By, how many of our obstacles lately," I said

"We'll just go, baby. I'm also confused, what does God mean by this whole plan?" reply husband.

"We just moved to the contract, I just saw near the house mak Hasnah there is a contract."

"Don't love, we'll save for the birth of our child." She looked at me with her sweet smile.

"Yes, hopefully we can live it with passion."

"Well, that's my beautiful wife!"

"Thank you, my whole life is for you..."

"Hm, so sweat so much you..hehehe." He chuckles.

We got home and went into the room. Mom came out of her room.

"Farhan! You why? How wrapped in your hands??" Mom asked in surprise and walked towards Farhan.

"No papa ma'am, I fell down on the street" said my husband.

"It must be because of Zahra, huh?"

"Kok Mommy turned on Zahra?" asked Farhan astonished and annoyed.

"Well, he's the one who made shit!!" He answered tightly while folding both hands in front of the chest.

"That's why I hate Zahra so much! What's wrong Zahra!??" Ask me Farhan.

"Mom wouldn't have a barren ghost like her! You married her for a long time, no children. You'll be alone, Han!" Mother's half-meaning.

"Hmmm....You're wrong, don't think so ma'am. Zahra I have become my wife. And now it's my duty after taking it from her parents. When Mom hated him? This strange Mother!!" Farhan immediately left his mother who was still standing at the door of his room and closed the door.

"Dark, Farhan! I'm not done talking!"

Farhan opened the door again which he had half closed.

"Absolutely tho bu? I'm gonna take a break, I'm resting there, it's night!"

"Mom is disappointed with you, you've chosen your wife over you!"

"Who said? This mother is excessive and Zahra is also not wrong. I was just defending the right. Mother remains my mother at all times and Zahra is also my wife, ma'am." Farhan.

"You always stood up for Zahra and thought Mom was wrong! You must have used Zahra!"

"Not going back, Mom and Dona are using me? Look ma'am, if I report Dona later you can take it easy to the Police Station!" My husband replied flatly.

"UH...No Han, I'm not following! I'm only told you about Dona if she wants to blow you up...!" The answer is wrong.

"Well, my mother is now...I want to sleep, if Mom is still angry with Zahra and is always rude to Zahra when she loses her own mother!" He said he then closed the door because his mother walked right away leaving him to the room.

"Darling, let's have a wife."

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