BECAUSE IT'S...YOU!! Mother-IN-LAW
INITIAL PROBLEM...!!
CHAPTERS 1.
POV AZZAHRA
Zahra went into the room irritatedly and fell on the bed. Farhan followed into the room.
"What's wrong with you, baby?" farhan asked, but Zahra still did not answer.
"Darling...?." Farhan stroked the back of his irritated wife. Zahra remained silent and closed her eyes.
"Darling,...?" Once again Farhan called out to him. Zahra got up and sat down, still bowed with an annoyed face.
"Mas...I'm stupid, but I don't like being yelled at like that, Mom...!" His eyes began to tear, but he held on.
"Hm, yeah, I'll say yes to you later." Farhan hugged Zahra to calm down. Hair dielus. While Adhan Magrib reverberated.They took turns to the bathroom for Wudhu. After from ablution Zahra met with Mother when out of the room to take ablution water as well. Zahra just looked down and ignored even though mother was saying her mouth cursed Zahra.
Farhan and Zahra pray. They are ready to go to the house of Mr. Anggoro after praying seesai.
"Mas, So go?" zahra asked after he had folded his chest and removed his face.
"So, yuk, are you ready?" Farhan took his pants and was seen putting the envelope in his pants pocket. They're out of the room. Farhan walked into his mother's room to say goodbye and walked out with Zahra outside the house.
Pak Anggoro's house is not far from their house, about three meters from there. They walked slowly, and joined hands. They were all along the way chatting about the rice fields. Zahra was eager to accompany her to the rice fields but Farhan always forbade her. Farhan always said, if in the hot rice fields and saung for shelter is also small, so Zahra never went there. Zahra wanted to bring lunch for Farhan, but Farhan chose to bring lunch from home.
They arrived at the house of Mr. Anggoro and said greetings, after shifting the bamboo fence which was only as waist high.
"Assalamualaik."
"Waalaikumsalam," answered from inside the house.
"Eh, there is Farhan mas," said his wife Pak Anggoro after opening the front door of his house.
"Yes ma'am, is his father here?"
"There is, please go inside. Please sit down" he said again and they went inside his house, sitting in the living room chair. Before long Mr. Anggoro appeared just by wearing a sarong and a tee shirt.
"Eh, there are faraway guests, how are you Farhan?" ask anggoro smile.
"Good sir." They shook hands with Mr. Anggoro.
"Please Mas Farhan, what are the nights coming to my house?
I think something's important, here!” abugn.
"Hm, sir, about the land....!" Farhan went back to silence and took out the envelope from his pants pocket and handed it to Pak Anggoro.
"Is this really his check for my father's land payment, Mr Anggoro?" ask me Farhan. Then Mr. Anggoro received the envelope and opened it.
"Hmmm...Yes Mas Farhan. Is this how there's a check?" He was astonished while looking towards his check.
"Yes sir, this check was found by my wife under the refrigerator, and it seemed to fall off the hook. It just so happened that my wife swept in and found him" Farhan explained.
"Hm, so that's it...?" Mr. Anggoro's wife came to bring a tray of sweet tea and put it on the table.
"Please Farhan, Ma'am Azzahra is drunk....Just tea." Anggoro's mother sat next to her husband.
"Udah ma'am, don't bother" said Farhan.
"No papa Mas Farhan..Uh that's dad's check, huh?" tanyakanya.
"Yes, this check was found by his wife Mas Farhan and after one year just met"
"Yes ma'am."
"How do you think sir?"
"Yes, it's up to Farhan!" answer anggoro.
"Look, I actually do not want to sell it, but how the check has been a long time, and of course the price is not so much sir if now!" My husband gave me his wish.
"Hmmm....What do you think, Mom?" ask Mr. Anggoro to his wife.
"Yes how else. That's up to you!"
"So farhan mas, actually this check is still valid, but it just so happens that the money in my account is not so much, and if at a new price, I also seem to be unable to buy it!" answer Mr. Anggoro.
"Yes sir, I'll just have the letters back sir!" replied husband.
"Well, I'll get it first, yes" Then he went into his room and brought his papers and handed them to my husband.
"Thank you, sir."
"It's all still complete, nothing less" Then my husband checked back.
"Yes sir, thank you, it's still complete!" My husband smiled at Mr. Anggoro. Once home, my husband told me to keep it in a safe place.
"Keep in a safe place. It's just a suitcase with a lock key" my husband said as soon as he got into the room. And he then went out to give his meatballs to Mom. I kept it where Mas Farhan had suggested. Then I put the lock on the cardboard of my shoes that I still didn't wear.
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PRIOR.
"Mas, can I talk?"
"Mas, I'm missing this." I'm handing the envelope over to my sauce.
"What is this, baby?" He's unlocked.
"I found this under the refrigerator and squeezed with the legs of the dining table,” I said.
"Astaghfirrullah!" Farhan was shocked to see the contents.
"Why?" many wonder.
"It's a long-lost check, we're looking for it everywhere!" answer me Farhan.
"When is this a lost check? Kan, I'm here like no one fussing over the check!" sahutku.
"You're here, baby. You remember, don't you? When do you insist on not selling your father's land near the mosque?" ask husband.
"Kan, not already sold, because the documents of his house have been in the hands of Mr Anggoro?" my answer.
“Iya but here....You sit here, you lock the door!" bring mas Farhan.
"Why?" I closed the door and locked it. He sat cross-legged on the bed. I walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.
"Because of this, we can never prove that Mom accepted the money, because she never turned out to be a luxury or bought anything fancy!"
"What does this have to do?" I'm astonished.
"Pak Anggoro who bought the land said he had given a check to Mom, but Mom said he did not know, and so the land was still disputed. Mr. Anggoro never returned the land letter if the check was not returned. I used to insist on Mr. Anggoro to be returned, because that's the legacy of the Father, baby!" inexplicably.
“Yes then you just return it to Mr. Anggoro and take the land letter"
"Hm, I'll be there tonight. Anterin me baby, we're eating meatballs in there!" saith.
"Ish, you're gonna eat meatballs, mas?" manya tease him.
“It's okay, we haven't been clumsy for a long time..!" While her hands tidied my hair and hooked it on my eggs.
"Hm, come on, now?" take me.
"Hm, it's just tonight. You buy fried food, I want to eat fried food while drinking coffee. Did you make the coffee?" diverting conversations.
"It's over, it's on the table" I dropped my body in his arms.
"Why, so spoiled?" ask husband.
"Hm, I want to be loved!" my tukas.
"Have you finished it?" tanyakanya.
"Udah dong, did Magrib yesterday have my prayer, mas."
"Oh yes forgot, last night you were angry anyway, afraid to invite you clumsily, you did not**** again?" Husband chuckles.
"Hm, now do you?" ask again.
"Later at night, let's go to the terrace first, buy some fried food, baby!"
"Yes mas" then I stood up after being kissed on my forehead by my husband.
I immediately took the money to buy fried food because I had to divide the two, for in the house one plate, Usually Mother always out kam, nyari snack.
Mas Farhan to the terrace and he tasted his black coffee and smoked. I walked to the stall near the house and bought enough fried food for the three of us to eat. After I got home, I split into two plates and I left one plate on the dinner table.
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"ZAHRAS...HERE!!" my screams sounded out.
"Yes mom...?" I stood up and went inside to get closer to my Mother-in-law.
"What's wrong mom?" I stood in front of him.
"Where's mom's veil?!!" Screeching sound makes the chickens in the cage on all jump.
"Where's mom?" many remembered.
"That black color!!" I immediately remembered.
"Kan, again washed ma'am" I replied.
"Well, how to wash? You put it on the fridge!!"
"Yes, Zahra kirain is dirty, mom!"
"Basic, that stupid ghost!!" Then he went into his room again. I fell silent, and stroked my chest.
"Astaghfirullah Al - Adzhim."
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