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

PRETEND TO HAVE HOT WATER

Chapters 15.

POV AZZAHRA

"No papa!"

"Udahlah Farhan! You take care of your useless wife! How much of a bitch mom goes on...!" Snapping Santi did not accept Mom until the wound.

"Well, that's not it, mom, I saw my feet and held them!" farhan replied in self-defense.

"It actually blisters, so it's watery"

"What time?" I'm astonished.

"Yes, we go to the doctor, ma'am, get treated!" said husband.

"No need, it will also heal itself!!" sahut mother ketus.

"May be the one who really works! Don't moan!!" Santi's mother shook my head. I shut up and looked at him sharply. My hand was already clenched.

"Why, dare to be with me??!" challenge Santi.

"Don't know you, ma'am!"

"Well, how am I supposed to know?! The truth is, right!!"

"No need to be a person! I still look at you as my sister-in-law!!" reply with ketus.

"What if I'm not your brother-in-law?! Want to slap me again??!!" challenge Santi while yelling unaccepting my nagging

"Don't slap it back, break all your bones too I can!!" I answered while glaring at Santi and Dona.

"Well,..What a barbaric lo!!"

"I will not get angry and reply if not just playing slap!! Get angry don't play physical!!! Were you taught your parents like that?!" I answered while glancing towards my in-laws.

"Dam!! Don't like it, yeah!! You're a fucking cunt!!" He shook my head again.

"Kok playing to the head anyway??!! I don't like having my head shaken - toyor kayak gini!!" while I was bales he and he were unprepared, took one step back.

"Bad you Zahra!!" his hand slapped me and fortunately I was ready, so I held his hand again and twisted and then I pulled back.

BRAAKKK

"Adduhhh...Ahhhh" He threw it back and hit the shelf cabinet.

"Addduhhhhh..ssaaakiitt" her ringis as she held her back and her head banged into the closet.

"ZAHRA!! Don't be so rude!!" sahut Mom hard. Mas Farhan instantly protected me by embracing my shoulder.

"Have it done, baby let's go to the room again!" And we walked straight to the room.

"Review you Zahra! I'm paying you back!!" sahut mbak Santi's.

"Not be hounded!" sahut mas Farhan's.

"Yes mas" Farhan's door locks and we both sit in the chair in the room.

"Oh my dear we go for a walk, abis magrib."

"Yes, um."  Our magrib prayer was completed after we took the accudus in the bathroom. Santi and Mom and Dona are still in Mom's room. After the Magrib prayer we went out to eat meatballs. In the middle of eating meatballs, Mr. Anggoro also came to buy meatballs.

"Eh Mas Farhan, Ms. Zahra. Eating meatballs again?"

"Yes, Mr. Anggoro. How's he doing?" Mas Farhan shaking hands with Mr. Anggoro. I just nodded my head at him.

"Who are you buying meatballs for?"

"This is how my son wants meatballs, he made a fuss earlier abis magrib said he wanted to eat meatballs!"

"Oh, yes sir." Pak Anggoro ordered the meatballs wrapped for his two young children.

"Let's Mas Farhan, Ms. Zahra, I say goodbye first, Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

After eating meatballs, we went to the Night Market. And Farhan bought me a long t-shirt again. He said that I wear more beautiful. I am an ordinary person. Indeed my skin is white but my nose also glues aka pug. I am not a tall person either.

"Dear we're home now"

"Yes, um." We went home, In the middle of the road we saw Mom, Santi and Dona went to the Night Market that I had visited earlier. They were just hanging out with me.

"Mas, where are they going?"

"I don't know, most want to go to the night market. Dona is a wealthy man, his father has a shrimp farm as well"

"I'm just surprised by him, I know I'm not separated from you, baby, why they still want to match me with him!"

"Yes his name is also...I don't like her much because I don't love her grandchild yet. And Dona, she loves you...Hihihah"

"Godain I am!!" MasFarhan.

"No temptation to you...I'm sorry, baby!"  We got to the house and it turned out that the keys to the house were taken by mom, and she didn't leave it where we used to put the keys.

"Well deck, the keys are taken with Mom!"

"Yes, let's just wait here..!"

"Yes, but no cigarettes..."

"I'm the one who bought the cigarettes"

"Yes..Here's the money baby" I walked straight to Lek Jono's shop and bought him a regular cigarette that Farhan smoked. After that I went home and gave it to mas farhan.

"Eh mas, if the back door is not locked, will I make a coffee pot?"

"Yes, baby, but watch out, because it's slippery!"

"Yes, um." I immediately stood up and walked towards the back door of the side garden lewaat house. I opened the door and went to the kitchen and made Farhan's favorite coffee. Then after that, I took it to the front porch carefully.

"This is the coffee."

"Yes, thank you baby!" I saw him sipping his coffee.

"Hmm, so delicious your coffee deck, thick and taste right!"

"Ah mas, it's been three years I made coffee for my dear mas. So while closing the eyes can be...Hihihii."

"Hahaha, really...You are my great wife!"

"I'm still not a great masss.....!"

"Udah don't be made sad that dong...!"

"Yes...!" I looked into his eyes that were giving me shade.

"Thank you, sir." I held her hand and held her tight.

Because it had been waiting for almost an hour, at the end of the day we both entered from the back door and we prayed Isya congregate first that night and we could rest.

I wake up before dawn and do my routine. I woke up the Farhan Cmas so I could pray in congregational dawn.

"Mas, wake. Fajr yuk..."

"Heeemmmhh....Yes baby.bentare me literate first" after a few moments then my husband woke up and went to the bathroom to take water ablution.cAfter he got to the room, I took water wudhu in the bathroom.

We pray Fajr.

When I finished, I went out into the kitchen to make my husband's coffee and brought him the patio.

"Mas, here's the coffee"

"Dear, thank you"

"Mas, I'm surprised, how did Mom last night walk to the Night Market?? He said he hurt his leg?"

"Ah, let it go, baby. Mother is that the person. Maybe it's broken and it doesn't hurt anymore.."

"Hopefully mas!"

Then, I went into the house to cook potluck and served it dicmeja meal after it was over. I went back to the terrace again, but it turns out that Farhan was in the bathroom to go to the rice field. I prepared clothes for the rice fields.

After taking a shower and getting ready, my husband went to the rice field. I swept the floor and then washed the soaked clothes. The laundry is a little more, the bathroom door is pounded.

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"Yes who?"

"Buck ZAHRA!!! I'm gonna pee this...Behelet!" shouted Donafrom outside.

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