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

ODDITY TO MY HUSBAND

Chapter 28.

PO AZZAHRA'S

"Yes if the monitor lizard is small if the big one is komodo! Haha." Palek immediately walked into the house.

"Bulek. Which Tarjo? How not to look?" ask husband.

"Hm, haven't been home from Han school."

"Oh not home from school yet? Is it the Yunis?" ask again.

"He works, comes home at night!" reply Bulek.

"Where do you work now?"

"In private companies!"

"Han, you want to cook first yes, make lunch. It's almost twelve o'clock,” suhut bulek.

'"Mas, I'm helping you in the kitchen!" my spoken.

"Yes dear."

"Can I help you cook?" my door.

"Yes, yuk."

Then adzan dzuhur reverberated. Mas Farhan and Paklek to the mosque. I'm waiting with a bulek on the porch.

"Son Zahra, do you still fight with your mother?" ask bulek.

"I don't think of fighting bullak.But Santi's mom and mom always turn against me!"

"Why are your enemies? Are you at home not doing housework?" ask bulek.

"All Zahra did the bulek. From nyapu, nyuci, cook. mengepel.all I clean. It's just my mom's room I never cleaned. Mom won't let me in."

"Hm, that's why. How strange!"

"In fact, in a few weeks, I told Farhan to marry again. He called his friend Mas Farhan at High School to stay at home. He wants to match Mas Farhan with that boy!" answer again.

"Loh Loh Loh's...How do you think that's your mother?" Bulek to wonder.

"That's why I'm upset mom, they conspired to get me out of the house!"

"Well, it can't be allowed then. I'll have to talk to you later. He should be told how, wrong. Is it because you're not pregnant?" ask bulek again.

"Yes bulek. Right!"

"Bad, how could he be like that?" Bulek looks upset.

"Udahlah. I'm not pregnant yet. We had never checked with a doctor, but we also did not stop to pray and try!"

"Well, if the wife is not pregnant also is it already God's provision, when we do not pray? We must pray and keep trying!" bulek.

"Eat him bulek, I just take care of Farhan mas only, let me who was homelin by Mother but he did not fuss the same mas Farhan!"

"You never complain about Zahra, you're a good boy. It's just your mother-in-law who isn't grateful to have a good ghost like you!" suhut.

"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight."

"Wah ma'am. Just eat us directly," Paklek invited us to lunch. We all went inside and ate together. After eating, we gathered again on the terrace.

"Sir, this is loh, son Zahra kasian,” said bulek.

"Why Ma'am?" ask paklek.

"So Zahra talked to Mom, if she wanted to be expelled, and Farhan was told to remarry another woman. Because Zahra's not pregnant!" answer bulek.

"Astaghfirullah Al-Adzim, how could Ranis be?" Paklek confused.

"That's your brother, sir!" suhut.

"Yes, but he can't. Sin is his name. Misahin couple husband and wife!"

"Yes, I was confused too. We have not had a baby for three years, but not because we did not try and pray. Yes Paklek and Bulek, I only ask for prayer."

"God. How could he be that bad, huh?"

"I don't know either. Until Mom betrothed me to my high school student who obviously she was married. Dona was never married. Good thing Zahra ever met with Santi and Dona!" timpal.

"Oh that? So Santi was involved too?" ask paklek.

"God's Masya. What else is your mother looking for? I'm old and still yelling! O Allah gustii gustiii!" Paklek shook his head in disappointment. We were silent for a moment.

"Yes, you do not want to be affected, just like this situation. If it is too much, go to the Chinese house, then let's take care of it and we report it to Pakde Gendro!"

"Yes paklek. We will try not to look for problems first!”sahut.

"good. You still have to love each other, love each other and respect each other."

We hold hands with each other. My husband smiled sweetly at me.

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After the Ashar prayer we went home. And arrived at Adzaan Magrib's boarding house. We took alternating showers and prayed Magrib.

"Mas, can I make you some coffee?" After we finished praying.

"May honey, on the porch?"

"Yes, um."

I made coffee in the kitchen. Passing through the dining table, I felt strange. There's good food in the hood. Grilled chicken, chicken and goat satay are also goat soup. As soon as I hold the chicken, it's still warm.

I closed it again and I went to the kitchen to make black coffee for my husband. After that I went to the terrace to give her coffee.

"Mas, here's the coffee."

'Let's deck."

"Mas, at the dinner table there are new and delicious foods. Who's it got?" my many.

"Yes, I had to eat chicken satay one skewer,” said mas Farhan.

"Who bought it?" my many.

"I don't know, maybe it's mom or Santi!" answer's short.

"Well, if you want dinner, I'll be with you. But I don't eat gold!" my answer.

"Yes, I'm going to coffee first. Later abis eat plan to sleep. I'm tired of this body."

"Do you want me to pijitim mas?" bargained.

"Hehehe, want dong baby. Hope your massage is good." My husband teases with his sweet smile.

"Yes good massage sick like Mak Hasnah. Because aches and pains can be cured and enjoyed immediately. If it's good, it's the same one.." I pointed down.

"Hahaha, not tonight huh deck. I'm tired."

"Hmm, yes, my dear. I'll give you a massage later," I replied with a smile.

"Thank you my wife, dear."

"Yes mas!"

After 15 minutes later. Mas Farhan took me out to eat and I accompanied him. We went to bed and went to bed after dinner. At night at 12 pm more, suddenly Mas Farhan shouted in his sleep. He's like a nightmare. I who can't sleep from earlier did write a novel in appikasi. And shocked when he shouted.

"Mas, mas, wake up...!" I woke her.

"Hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Huh huh...!" He looked at me and he was angry at me.

"Why are you mas? You're having a nightmare?" ask me while looking at him. He brushed off my hand that was about to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

"That's not necessary...! You are sleeping! I'm going to sleep again!"

"Yes mas, sleep yu," Invite me. And I slept, I turned off my HP. It happened again around two o'clock in the morning and this time I found it hard to breathe. It turned out that Mas Farhan was trying to strangle my neck. I held his hand and slipped. I stood up and woke up.

"Mas, uhuk..You why me???" I stood away from the bed. He looks still angry and then holds his head.

"Aaaahhh.." he shouted.

"AAAHHHH.." cried again.

"Masses...Mass...Why mas?" I approached my husband and held his body.

"Mas..Mass.....Why are you mass..??" I panicked to see him in pain.

"Aarghgh.....It hurts my head deck....!!" He held his head and lowered his head. Then I guided her body and corrected her position with a rebound.

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