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

PELLETS IN SATE

CHAPTER 29.

POV AZZAHRA

"Awhile mas, I'll get you some water and medicine." I walked quickly to the door opening it and directly ran to the dispenser and poured a glass of water.. After arriving in the room I immediately gave the medicine and water to my husband to drink.

Then I helped him to fall again . I covered her body. Then I pinched his arm to calm down. Very worried about his condition that some days often have headaches. He's never been like this before. As long as I've been married to him, Farhan never had a headache like this.

I was so shocked when he tried to check on me. Undeniably, I think hard at this time, why the situation of Farhan mas like this. Does it have anything to do with the satay and soup she ate earlier?

I still have no thoughts at this time. Confused and worried about his head pain. All night until dawn I slept unsettled. I briefly woke up to see my husband and checked his condition next to me sleeping.

After the dawn of the Adhan, I woke my husband up.

"Mas, it's dawn Wake up, we pray Fajr, baby," I said, shaking her body.

He moved his body and stared at my face.

"Darling, I fainted?" abugn.

"Hm...You slept abis took the medicine last night. You had a headache last night!" the answer is I look at him inside.

"Hm so...It's dawn, baby?" tanyakanya.

"It's just dawn, mas."

"Yes, we pray at dawn first, yuk."

"Yes, um." He got up and sat down and went down and walked to the room. We take turns and pray congregational dawn.

"She, I'm still curious, I didn't remember anything last night, did I?" mas Farhan said.

"What the hell is mas?" ask weird.

"Yes. I dreamt I was somewhere with a lot of strange creatures. They were all forced labor. I also lifted the rocks on the river bank. Actually I was scared at that time,” he explained.

"Well, how could you be so. You are not mas. Last night you snuck me when I was sleeping."I explained to my husband what had happened so he would know.

"Astagfirullah...You're okay, right???" Mas Farhan immediately stiffened my neck and head. Checking the marks on my neck.

"Aren't you, dear? Oh sorry, my dear..I don't know, I don't remember at all!" He looks very worried.

"Don't you remember?" ask again.

"No dear. Really! I was as bad as that, same wife, until I checked it. I'm sorry, honey." He was beaten and in disbelief.

"Yes already. Then later the food at the dinner table, do not eat yes, then I will take it to the back, just do not eat!!" my run to him.

"Yes dear. Plenty of taps, deck. What does this have to do with the food?" ask the confused Farhan.

"You put it this way after eating that satay, don't eat it again!" my spoken.

"Yes deck. I will not eat anymore!" He's according to what I asked.

"Want coffee?" soft ask.

"Yes dong, wait outside yeah, deck."

"Yes, um."

I immediately opened the door and headed to the kitchen in addition to making my husband's coffee, I cooked rice and washed the dishes. Intentionally after I drove the coffee to the terrace, I cooked for breakfast. Satay food and all that I put on the kitchen table so as not to mix with the food I just cooked.

I finished my homework until I washed my clothes and dried my clothes. I went to the terrace and there was Mother and Farhan mas sitting.

"Mas, let's have breakfast. You must be hungry!” take me.

"Yes dek. yuk we eat." We entered together, regardless of the return of Mother who was daydreaming alone there.

"Let's eat, I've made your favorite fish and vegetables."

"Dine deck. The sambel?" tanyakanya.

"It's a sambel and this is also a cucumber for lalap!” I answered and we sat in the dining chair.

"Yes, let's eat the deck. I'm hungry to see your cooking immediately" said Farhan who directly devoured it.

Mother was seen entering the room, and hurried back to the terrace and sat there. Five minutes later I saw my mother back in the room holding a small paper that had been taped.

I started to get suspicious about Farhan's coffee again which he might give me something so Farhan could antipathy me.

"Yes" he answered.

I walked over to the terrace and picked up the half coffee cup. Then I threw the whole thing away. I put it back on the table. I went back to the dining table. Farhan's finished eating.

"Darling, is my coffee over?" tanyanya.

"Oh yeah I forgot, I made it again. You see, there was a fly in, I just threw it away. Later you have a stomachache again," I said pretend.

"Yes, it's made again." I brought the glass and washed it in the dishwasher with soap. I made another coffee with the same shape glass but a different glass. I brought the finished coffee to the terrace.

"Mas, here's the coffee" I said.

"Yes deck. Thanks yeah. Uh yeah, how's it written in your novel?" While rolling his cigarette.

"I've started writing. Just two chapters. If it is a lot, usually you can immediately make a contract with the application."

"Oh, is there a contract too?" ask my husband wonder.

"There's dong, let the author get excited. If you get money, you both benefit," I explained to him.

"Yes too. I don't know what that is." She smiles.

So beautiful is your smile, my Prince and my Angel. I want to live with you in joy and sorrow.

"ZAHRA..!!" I heard Mom's voice calling from inside the house.

"Yes ma'am." I went straight inside and stopped two meters away.

"What's wrong mom?" my many.

"You put it behind it satay and so on!" snapped it.

"Udah is not good, ma'am. If you want me to eat!"

"Eh, being reckless and not appreciating people!" snapped again.

"Who brought it?"

"Dona, he was here. He took satay and soup with him, and you threw it away!" say Mother.

"I didn't throw it away, at the back table!" answer me that way.

"It's not on the dining table!" answer Mother.

"It's just a little bit, I guess it's not good either, it's stale!"

"Your bald ass!!" Sahut. "Mas Farhan was nauseous eating that satay, so I better put it on the table

the back of my husband is sick! If I like to eat well like that. Again let us be free, Mother spent also not papa. I used to cook for both of us!" my answer.

"Basikan!! No respect for people who love you!"

"Mom why don't you eat?" I asked while looking at Mom. He looks clumsy.

"You have been suspicious! Yeah, throw the food away!" Then he went back into the house.. I walked to the terrace and sat next to Farhan's mas who was rolling a cigarette.

"Sir, where have you been writing?" ask husband.

"New Chapter two mas" I replied.

"What's so hard if you write two chapters or five chapters?"

"Hahaha, this Mas, it's hard, Inspiration!" reply meltedeknya.

"Hahaha, Yes also yes, indeed Inspiration is difficult especially if again abis fight ya deck..Haha." Mas Farhan laughed.

"You bullied me, huh?" Kucubit.

"Ouch..No deck. Uh baby, I'd like a consultation or treatment with a smart person!" Mas Farhan stopped rolling his cigarette and looked at me.

"What then? Why is it that you are mas?" many wonder.

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