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

THE ACTOR FROM IN-LAWS

Chapter 9.

POV AZZAHRA

Finally I bought two long shirts, the price is one hundred thousand one shirt. Maybe Farhan was on a windfall, so he bought me a new long t-shirt.

"Dec...Eat chicken noodles, yuk.." take Farhan.

"By mas, yuk" Mas Farhan pulled my hand. We always hold hands wherever we go. Farhan is more romantic than me. We ate chicken noodles and didn't forget to buy Mom a pack.

"Sir, if we go home already?"

"Yes, um."

We went home and I was very happy to be bought by a nice long shirt, because indeed we rarely spend something that is not too useful. When we got home, we went into the house. The door of the house is open.

"Assalalaminet."

"Getishalight." Answer from Sister Santi and Mother who was sitting in the living room.

"This mother I bought Chicken Noodles" said Mas Farhan. I went straight into the room and put my groceries in the closet. I went out again and headed to the back to lift the clothesline"

I passed by those who were silent. Mas Farhan returned to the terrace and rolled another cigarette. I went back and after lifting the clothesline, I went inside the house and put the clothesline in the ironing room. I turned on the iron and I ironed the clothes that were already dry. Pas Adzan Magrib, back to the front to my room.

Santi's mother has gone home, and I called Farhan mas to enter the Magrib prayer congregation in the room.

This morning I was still with Mas Farhan having breakfast together, so why would I eat breakfast with Mas Farhan. A day yesterday mas Farhan had not been to the rice fields, this morning he was very excited. I swept the house and washed the dishes.

"When will I have lunch again?"

"Yes, dear dong, if you can be earlier, no papa..!"

"Yes mas. What side dish do you want?"

“Hm anything dear, the important thing is made by you only...Hehe."

"That's gotta be mas...No request for a side dish?" I smiled at him.

"There's no dear!"

Then, Farhan went to the rice field. After driving my husband to the porch, I went back inside to mop and wash the dishes.

When I was washing clothes, I heard the sound of women talking to my mother. I wash my clothes and then take a shower. After the shower I went back to the room to shop for vegetables and side dishes for the time being.

As soon as I passed the dining room and I saw a beautiful young woman, she was about two years old under me and there was a suitcase next to the chair she was sitting in. I just kept walking towards my room.

"Eh mbak Zahra, huh?' tell that guy.

"Yes, with whom?" ask me while shaking hands and then I sit next to his right front.

"I'm Dona Mbak, I used to live in the house down there, only I now go with my parents in another city. Mas Farhan and I used to go to school, and I used to play here with Santi and Mas Farhan. I'm close to Mom, too."

"Ohh..Yes it's continued with Mom, I want to shop first for cooking!"

"Oh yes, please" I looked at Mom. He was just so funny with my conversation with Dona earlier.

I just went into my room and changed clothes and put on the hijab, I took enough money to cook lunch. I went out again and nodded my head to Dona and walked out of the house to do some shopping.

After shopping, I went back into the house. But before I reached the door, I heard Mom talking to Dona about me. I just walked in through the door and I looked at Mom's silent face and lowered her head.

"Mothers..I am a villager and a wife who learned to obey my husband. If you don't like me, why do you talk to me from behind like this, vilifying me in front of Dona's mom?"

"Yes the rumor is the same as Ghibah, and Ghibah is a sin ma'am." I said with a smile. After speaking I went straight to the cooking kitchen. I don't care about the mother who has been badmouthing me to Dona.

I cook Fish and fry Eggs also make sambal and clear Vegetables. When I finished, I put it in the bushel with the rice as well. Dona the food I cooked, I put it on the dining table.

I walked straight to the front door, and after being close to the front door, I gave Mom permission if I wanted to go to the rice field. I walk to the paddy field and head to the saung where I used to wait.

"Mas..Eat, "Call me to Mas Farhan who is hoeing.

He looked up at me and carried his hoe to the small river. He cleaned his legs and hands and walked towards the saung. Arriving at the saung, I kissed his hand with Takdzim.

"Feeding, to be strong...Hehe."

"You can, it's already strong if you're with you deck...Hihihi," goda mas Farhan.

"Massss.not that, so that the nyangkulnya can be hectares of mas...Hehe."

"Emang Mas Tractors can be so powerful!" Answer my husband by picking his seedlings.

"Yes my husband, sorry...Here I cook your favorite fish!"

"Well deck, steady lunch, later dinner you're deck!" He smiled wryly as he glanced at me.

"Ish mas flirtatious. Later on it will be fertile around the day again baby!"

"Over and over." he said as he joked his nasiya from the plate.

"Yes, we ate first..."

"Dear, you don't eat?'

"Gak ah baby...Uh yeah, there's a guest in the house, he said he's your former neighbor..."

"Hhmm who's the deck? Dona's? Oh...Yes, he's a former neighbor and friend of my high school... Uh why is he at home? Isn't he in another town?"

"Yes, and I don't understand the purpose of his arrival either...!"

"What's up? Maybe he needs to be in town, so he just goes home..!"

"Yes, and bring a suitcase. Hmmmm...How close is he to your family?"

"Hmmm...He's a friend of my High School and yes, a friend. But he's also familiar with Santi. I'm used to deck with him. His son is a bit better and a lot of people like him once my school friends. He was a rich man, and I had nothing in the past. He used to go home because he played and often walked with Santi's mom." Mas Farhan.

"Oh kirain your ex....Hehehe, because he is a beautiful person...!" I glanced at Farhan's usual face and ate his food.

"No, baby. No...!" he answered me with an ordinary expression.

"Mas, we're two days away from Mak Hasnah's house again, yes. Let's check our condition again..."

"Oh can darling. We want a baby...!"

Mas Farhan finished his meal.

"Alhamdulillah....Your cooking is so good. I'm full, baby"

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