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

WEIRDO...!

CHAPTER 25.

POV AZZAHRA

"Yes, that's good!" Then we went inside the house. We took turns showering and continued to pray Magrib.

After praying our magrib to the house of mak Hasnah again.

Mas Farhan to the porch and he helped me sweep the terrace and sweep inside the house.

"Eh, my husband is diligent too!"

“Iya dong dear, help the work of the wife will also be expensive for me, hehehe!" the answer.

"Yes. Is the coffee in the coffee, or is it here?" my many.

"On the terrace only!” I walked to the terrace and put it on the terrace table. I went back to the kitchen and made breakfast.

"Farhan, have you harvested?" ask Mother.

"Udahlah Mom, I will give the money to Mom, today I want to sell rice to Pak Haji, so let the money there in the afternoon!" answer my husband to my mother.

Mother diem alone, I was cleaning the dining table to see mother walking out and sitting on the porch bench. Tumbens. I didn't get dizzy, and went back to the kitchen to eat. Then mom went back inside her room, dancSuami to the smoking terrace.

And Mas Farhan exited the room towards the terrace. After I put on the hijab and the cloak, I went out of the room and locked the room. I went out to the terrace and took Farhan's smash out of the house to the highway.

"Mas, hopefully mak Hasnah exists, yes" while going hand in hand.

"Yes baby, hopefully baby. I want to go to his house after a week"

"Yes, mas."

We walked towards the house of mak Hasnah who will soon arrive.  In front of the house of mak Hasnah, the door opened and mak Hasnah fit out of the door of his house.

"Assalamualaikum," said we.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied mak Hasnah.

"Let's go Farhan in...!" We shook hands and went straight into the house of mak hashnah.

"Go ahead, Farhan boy, Zahra boy. Straight to the room...!"

"Yes, mother." We went straight into his room. We sat first on the mat near the massage bed. Mak Hasnah came in and sat down with two glasses of sweet tea.

"Okay mom, don't bother deh.we've been drinking a lot" I said.

"Ahhh, no bother, just sweet tea!" Mak hasnah sat beside me.

"Where's the outcome? Satisfying?" tanyakanya.

"Well that's it mak, I want a report, but shame.hehehehe!" my husband replied, looking down and chuckling.

"Why should I be ashamed? There's only three of them here!" the answer.

"Yes mak, when we played yesterday, wah dasyat really mak..I played it for a long time and resonated..Joss is the point, Hahaha!" My husband laughed happily.

"Ish mas, you're vulgar at all...?" I was embarrassed to hear her joy.

"Ah let's just Nak Zahra. She just felt like a newlywed again.hahaha." Mom shook her head.

"Yes mak, indeed, I am also a bit different, the spirit is there, and how is it, anyway really delicious is.hihihihihi!" I also remember the manhood of Farhan and my passion that night.

"That's why, actually because you have not had sex regularly for a long time, then everything affects everything, muscles, and quality also decreases!" clearly mak Hasnah.

"Is that so, mom? anyway we've been married for a year until now, rarely have sex, let alone like yesterday so, ?" I imagine she laughed to herself.

"I hope the quality is good too. Different huh?"

"That's different..!"my husband said quickly.

"Yesterday has been done as per his date?"

" Thank God....It's been my mother, two days in a row" my husband replied.

"Hmm, who was it now?" ask mak Hasnah who stood up to take the oil.

"Zahra was Mom!" sahut.

"Yuk Zahra!" He waited by sitting next to his bed.

Then, I went to the gant room, changed clothes with a pull, and returned to the mattress and stomach as recommended by my mother. As usual after an hour later, I was finished and continued by my husband.

After my husband finished changing his clothes, we sat back to enjoy the sweet tea that was cold.

"Sir, will my wife get pregnant?" ask her with a hopeful face.

"Yes hopefully, because I was holding also already healthy again like a girl"

"A lot of you, ma'am?"

"Yes dong, my wife was a girl...Nuikmat...Ahaha!" the answer.

"You also take care of the food, son Farhan, must eat fruit and protein often!"

"Yes, hopefully we can have a baby, Aamiin!" replied husband.

"Aamiin" We went home and then we prayed Isya together after ablution.

We went to bed and came back that night, but Farhan pounced on me again and this time two rounds we made love tirelessly. We went to bed and woke up the next morning as usual. After taking Junub bath, I cooked and soaked the dirty clothes.

Before Dzuhur siuamiku had come home and we had lunch together back. And we slept after the Dzuhur prayer.

"Darling, I'm a little bit dizzy, want to rest first, okay?" Mas Farhan went straight to the bed to lay down his body.

"Yes, go to sleep first." His attitude was still ordinary, nothing strange.

Then, he went to sleep first, I took HP and opened the Novel App that I had written there. I forgot everything both the email address and the password. Therefore, I re-registered my name so that I could already write a story on the app.

I started writing about my own experiences. A day I aim to write at least a thousand words so that every day I can update them. I started writing a story that took my current story.

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Ashar said, I woke my husband up for Ashar prayers.

"Mas, wake. It's Ashar baby!"

"Hm, then ahh...I'm sleepy...!" answer with annoyance.

“Hm, how come Farhan was rude? Tumben?' my inner.

I kept quiet and stared at Farhan's unusual answer. I then woke him up.

"Mas...Udah Ashar, want to pray first or want me to wake up again?" my many.

"What the hell are you! Disturb the person again as if he is sleeping.." his eyes slightly glared at me.

"Mas, am I the same as you..!" I still speak in a polite tone.

"Yes, I know it's ashar, wake me up in an hour!!!" He started to beat again.

I kept quiet, there was this pain in my chest hearing my husband's usually soft and joking answer. I went straight to the bathroom and got some wudu. In the room I pray Ashar alone because if you have been afraid to forget. After the prayer I taught one for ten minutes.

When I finished I saw that Farhan was already sitting on the bed.

"Are you awake?" tanyaku smabil tidying.

"Why do you wear all njai? Not waiting for me to wake up, but praying alone!" mas Farhan.

"And I've woken up the mas for Ashar prayers" I replied in a polite tone.

"Yes but you should be waiting for me to wake up!!" reply with a rather high tone.

"Yes already mas. I'm sorry!!" I got up and kissed the back of his hand. He stretched out his hand and was silent.

"Udah ahh, I want to wudhu first!"

"Well, do you want me to make some more coffee?"

"Yes, just put it on the terrace!"

What's the matter guys...?

I went out of the room and headed to the kitchen to make my husband's coffee. In the kitchen, Mas Farhan looked at me, only he walked without speaking.

'O Allah what trials am I facing this' Tears are dripping down my cheeks. Remove it by hand and pour hot water in the coffee cup. After I stir, I take it to the porch and I put it on the table. I sat on the terrace waiting for my husband to come. Before long, my husband came and he was sitting next to me. I shut up and he started rolling cigarettes.

"Mas."

"Hm!"

"You why the hell mas? My questions are always rude. I'm confused by your change of attitude and your way of speaking." I tried to talk to him as gently as possible.

"Sorry deck. I'm still dizzy from my lunch break. I was also confused as to how my head was so dizzy from earlier!" answer's short.

'You want me to buy you some medicine?" my many.

"May darling. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude to you. But I don't know if I'm spilling if you talk!" the answer.

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