Brother-in-law Looked at my Aurat

Clearheaded

I got out of Grandma's house in a hurry. Brother Zian keeps trying to prevent me.

"Oh, honey .. It's night, tomorrow it's home" he said, grabbing my hand.

"I want to go home now! No need to deliver!" I brushed my hands off Brother Zian and then I continued my footsteps which are now further away from Grandma's house.

"There is no transport at night" said Brother Zian, sighing heavily, surely because I cannot be prevented from going home tonight.

My tears kept coming out, considering that Brother Zian turned out before marrying me. I think he was only forced to marry me, because it would be bad not to keep Mas Raka's request.

Now, I don't care anymore what Brother Zian said begging me not to come home. Both of these legs ran fast. When I got to the front of the serabi stall, some buyers suddenly looked at me.

"Zian what's wrong? That's your wife, right? Why run?" ask one of the astonished mothers.

"Yes." Yeah." Brother Zian answered briefly, he came back after me. "Darling, in the dark. There are no houses."

Brother Zian managed to catch up to me with a heavy breath. Same, I'm tired and walking normally again.

"Biarain!" I'm a brave ass. Looking ahead, the road looked dark. He was up there, the originally bright moon was now covered in clouds.

"Darling, kasian Grandma, he must be waiting to eat serabi."

"Salma's favorite sorrel, right?" I ran back. My feet stumbled over the rocks because the road was dark. "Ouch!"

I then crouched down to hold the sore big toe. I grimaced.

"Darling, why?" Brother Zian asked worriedly while sitting down.

"It hurts ...." I'm really in pain.

"You humming? Come, hold. We're home." Brother Zian directly carried me before I could refuse him. He quickly walked towards the way home.

"I want to go home, put me down!" I hit Brother Zian's chest.

"Oh, honey .. It's night, we're back at Grandma's house." Brother Zian said softly.

His heartbeat sounded rather quickly to my ears as my cheek stuck to his chest.

"Now Brother Zian be honest, Brother is still in love, same Salma?"

"No, she's just the past, I've married you that means I love you." Brother Zian said firmly. I'm sure he's down, his fresh breath pointing to my nose. It was dark so I couldn't see Brother Zian's face.

"Son't lie, is he?"

"I'm honest, Honey ...." Brother Zian said softly.

The road uphill, my husband is more bored, he must be tired of carrying me. I feel sorry, Brother Zian is trying to convince me that he loves me now.

I wrapped two hands behind Brother Zian's neck. Now I believe what he said.

There was a sense of guilt in the heart, when it came to the street illuminated by lights, Kak Zian's face looked sweaty. He sometimes looks at me with a smile.

"Nr ...."

"Hm ...?" Brother Zian looked down again.

"I'm sorry, brother." I said sincerely.

Brother Zian smiled. "Sure, I forgive you, honey."

I smile too. "I'm heavy, brother? If you're tired, put me down."

"It's okay. I'm strong, really."

I touched Zian's sweaty cheek. My love is growing. I feel lucky to have a husband like Brother Zian.

Arriving in front of the serabi stall, some people tease Kak Zian for carrying me.

"The new bride is very friendly, yes ...."

"Zian it keeps getting old, yeah."

Brother Zian only responded with a smile. I'm shy but happy.

Grandma seemed to be sitting on the porch, while continuing to look towards the road. I again felt guilty seeing Grandma so worried that after Brother Zian dropped me off on the porch. His old face changed.

"Mom, forgive me." I immediately greeted Grandma.

Grandma stroked my head. "Yes, Son. Grandma was worried because Nak Faiza insisted on going home these nights."

"That's a sign my wife loves me very much. He was blind jealous. Guess I still love Salma, Grandma." Brother Zian explained to make my face heat up in embarrassment. Brother Zian laughed.

"Yes. May you live in the future." Grandma prayed for us. We guarantee.

The serabi we bought, we ate. The flavor is delicious. Sis Zian took me to the stall. It's not that Brother Zian still loves Salma. It was just my bad thoughts.

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Morning shines bright, as bright as my heart. After last night I had a snack and had wanted to go home, after which I and Brother Zian more romantic. We had a night full of love.

I helped Grandma dig a spice tree in the yard. There's ginger, turmeric, galangal, random meeting, key meeting and I don't know what spice anymore.

Brother Zian after breakfast, back to activities. He went down there, where his vast rice fields were said to be harvesting rice.

While taking the spices, Grandma told me that the vast rice field belonging to the late Grandfather was given to Kak Zian. Brother Zian also had nearly a hundred cows. Grandma said, the cows were kept by local residents. There are also many goats, every year Brother Zian sacrificed with some animals he had.

Not to mention this yard is quite spacious also already on top of the name Kak Zian. Brother Zian is hardworking, he also has a large field planted with cassava and corn.

Brother Zian, Grandma said, is now the richest person in this village. Many want to make him a son-in-law.

I smiled at Grandma's story. Brother Zian is simple and not arrogant, handsome and looks dashing.

I miss that husband. Fast forward Brother Zian came home.

"Miss, Brother Zian will be the moon at what time, huh?"

Not yet Grandma replied, Ratih appeared carrying a tray.

"Cie, cie .. kangen Bang Zian here, yaa ...." Ratih apparently heard my question just now.

"Eh, Ratih .. bring what is it?" I switched the conversation.

"Oh, let's take it to the kitchen." I took Ratih to the kitchen. He brought a tray of three bowls of chicken soto to the kitchen. I followed.

"Sir, Faizara .. we go to the river, yuk!" take the coach as he delivers the food to the kitchen.

"Did your leg not hurt? Did you get a shard yesterday?" I asked while looking at Ratih's bandaged legs. "My legs are also a little sore from last night tripping."

Ratih also looked at my feet.

"Oh, that's okay, anyway. Let's just say we go to the river. Bang Zian's not home anymore, is he?" Ratih's face looked cheerful.

"Sister Zian again to his rice field."

"Yes, let's go to the river," take Ratih again.

"I'm not good to go without Brother Zian. Not permission either." I refused subtly.

"Can get permission over the phone. The river here is clear, the water is seger. If you come just once, it'll be addictive." Train is a bit pushy.

I imagined clear, fresh water that I didn't meet in my town.

"Where are you going to the river? We wash our clothes and then we take a shower." Train more sparkling.

I became interested. "OKAY. I'll call Brother Zian first."

"Yes, please." Train sweet smile.

I entered the room, took a cell phone and contacted Brother Zian. After connecting, I said my regards. Brother Zian replied in a soft voice.

"Nr ...."

"Yes, honey ... What's wrong?"

"Hmm, brother, I want permission to go to the river with Ratih." I immediately stated my point.

"Yes, but be careful the road is slippery." Brother Zian allowed.

"False, Brother. Sis ...." I miss Brother Zian so much. Strange, what does it feel like to be a newlywed?

"Yes, honey? Oh yeah, I miss you." Brother Zian said softly.

"What's? Do you miss me too? I miss Brother too." I'm getting more and more happy, because Brother Zian feels the same taste.

Brother Zian sounded laughing. "Later in the afternoon we will let go of the longing. Just be patient."

"Yes, can't wait for later in the afternoon.”

“Wah, same dong!” said Brother Zian makes me more ge-er.

“I'm going to the river." My voice turned spoiled.

"Yes, be careful, honey."

"Ready, Brother."

We ended the call.

"Bang Zian allows it, right?" ask Ratih. He was waiting for me in the kitchen.

"Yes. Come if you want to leave. I'll take the dirty laundry first, yeah. After that, go to Grandma."

Ratih. He came out, walked quickly to his house to pick up the dirty laundry.

I'm saying goodbye to Grandma. Shortly after, Ratih came out of his house with a bucket.

I finally went to the river with Ratih. The road was a bit slippery, but once I got to the river after fifteen minutes of walking, I was so excited to see the water running clear. Sungaias. I lifted a little skirt and lowered my two legs. The water is so fresh.

"The flowers are good, right?" ask Ratih

"Yes, great." I'm nodding.

"Cuu ... Cuu .. help grandma cross!" The hoarse voice came from across the river.

I was a bit shocked, just now there was no one other than me and Ratih, now there was an old granny with gray hair asking for help to cross the river.

"That's Sariya's grandmother, let's help her." Traini grabbed my hand. Take me to the middle of the river to help the grandmother.

"Train, the water in the middle is rather heavy. Can grandma cross?"

I doubt. I'm the only one who is still healthy is not balanced walking in the rushing water. Especially grandmothers.

"He's a regular, willing to visit his granddaughter in my village." Ratih held my hand firmly. He almost fell too.

As soon as he reached the edge, Grandma Sariya extended her hand. I'm the one who grabs, Grandma's feet are going to the water.

"Be careful, Grandma," I said.

"Yes." Yeah." The grandmother grinned. His teeth are red because he chews betel.

The three of us held on. In the middle of the river. I'm shocked. Ratih took off his handrails, I became unbalanced due to the rushing river current.

I haven't had time to ask. I was more startled, glaring as Grandma who I held next to her hand suddenly pushed against my chest.

"Aaaa .. to-help me, Ra-Ratih!"

I screamed, falling sitting in the water. Cold, pain. Water quickly carried my body. I flinched, astonished because Ratih and Granny Sariya had seen me laughing out loud watching my body drift away.

"To-looong!"

I drank a lot of water, stones hitting my body. It hurt so much when my head hit a big rock.

Turns out this river is getting deeper, I can't fight the water currents. Can't swim in heavy water even though I'm good at swimming in ponds.

Brother Zian .. help me!

Sis! I'm sinking!

The sound of my heart was so boisterous before finally, I could not breathe. The world feels dark.

Seriate.