Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek

Chapter 150

The clock showed at nine o'clock in the evening. The 'request blessing' event was finished and ended well as expected. It even seems that Papi Amara likes Nabil so much. Maybe because she hopes to have a male wash+laki. But that doesn't mean he doesn't love Nadhea. So far, the highest throne in Rahadi's family is still Dhea.

Alby and Amara say goodbye to everyone there. If at first the papi are so jutek, not by the time they come home.

Alby is now more relaxed. It turned out that the family of his future father-in-law was not 'frightening' as people have said so far.

It's just that, Alby still remains insecure about himself, which only commoners have to pair with Amara, who incidentally comes from a noble family. Judging from the name alone is clear, Raden Ayu Amara Dewi Legini.

With Alby? Only ordinary people were lucky to hold the throne of the HS group.

"You stopped by A?", asked Amara when they reached the loby of the apartment. Alby smiled and shook his head slowly.

"It's night, rest. Kasian Nabil is also already soy sauce!", subtly reject Alby. The two smiled at Nabil, who had fallen asleep on the passenger bench.

Amara nodded slowly.

"Okay be careful A. I'll get home."

"Yes!", said Alby. Amara extended her hand to Alby. Alby did what Mara asked. Mara shook hands and kissed the back of her right hand.

"I'm in A, assalamualaikum!", his camel.

"Walaikumsalam!", said Alby. Amara waved her hand as Alby's car moved away.

Sometimes Alby looks back to ensure the condition of Nabil who is still asleep. At about half-eleven, the two handsome men of different ages reached home. Don't forget Alby told his girlfriend.

Alby still sees Mak Titin watching television. Without greeting his Mak, Alby puts Nabil first into the room. Afterwards, Alby approached Mak Titin.

"Ning acan sare Mak tea?", said Alby sitting on the sofa opposite Mak.

"Not yet sleepy Jang!", replied Mak. But it was clear that Mak was thinking about something.

"Where is the meeting with Amara's parents, smoothly?", asked Mak.

"Alhamdulillah, Mother."

"Thank God, thank goodness Jang. Mak's happy."

But Mak's happy speech does not match the look of Mak's face that looks sad.

"What do you think?" asked Alby.

"When are you getting married?"

"Not knowing Mak, it was going to finish meeting. There hasn't been any serious talk of when's his H day."

"When you get married, where will you live?"

Why is Mak's question as rich as papi?

"Eum...?"

"I'm not sure Amara wouldn't want to stay here. You too right? If not forced because of Nabil, where maybe you want tea here just like Mak. At your ex-in-law's house."

Alby massaged his temple. Is the heart of a woman or a parent this sensitive?

"Mom, make Alby Mak tea with Mak Alby. Who took care of Alby from childhood. Not solely because Mak was the mother of Alby's late wife. Not Mak, Mak keep Mak Alby. So don't you ever think about anything that Alby doesn't think about."

"So where are your plans?"

"Goddessa Mak. Alby bought a house. It's not as good as papa's house. But God willing it belongs to Alby himself."

"So you'll take Nabil too?" asked Mak with teary eyes.

"Astaghfirullah, Mommy. Why do you think tea is that far? We haven't thought about when that day will come. But why is Mak so sad?"

"Mak's not happy you have a new partner Jang. Mak is just sad, if you have to separate from Nabil, same with you!", said Mak lirih.

"Mommy, Alby's not going anywhere. Still in the area too. No one wants to separate from me, too. So, Alby please. Mak don't think we're going to leave Mak and Nabil."

Mak Titin tried to smile.

"Hopefully after this, your life will always be happy, Jang. I'm sorry, everything you have to go through because of Mak. Hicks ..hiks...hiks..."

"Shh ... Mak! Please don't talk about it again. What has passed consider it a life lesson Mak. Alby would never turn on me."

"But because of Mak, you have to part with Bia!", continued Mak with a sad.

"Mommy, Alby is sad to be separated from Bia. But. now Bia is much happier, after the same Febri Mak. Not Alby!"

Alby tried to turn his gaze to the other side. Can't look at Mak like that.

"But you've really opened your heart to Amara, haven't you? Mak doesn't want Amara to only get half your heart. Kasian Jang!", said Mak lirih.

"Goddessa Mak. Although I can be honest, Alby hasn't completely forgotten alby's past. But God willing, Amara's the girl who's going to be with Alby."

"He will accept the presence of Nabil among you?"

Alby nodded.

"Eyes look dear to Nabil, as well as Nabil who seems to accept Amara. Just....!"

"What's Jang?"

"Heum, yes. Try later Mak love understanding Nabil. Nabil is too mature for a child of his age. God willing he'll understand if he's told."

"Yes, it's been a really good night. Mak break gih!"

"Yes. Yeah, yeah, too. Mom to the room!"

"Yes Mak!", Alby. Mak Titin also left the room as well as Alby who went straight into his room and cleaned himself first before going to the bed.

There was a sense of relief in his heart as Amara's parents welcomed his intentions. But what Papi and Mak asked earlier was enough to occupy his mind.

This house, not his house. It is not appropriate to invite a new wife to live in the former-in-law's house. And it seems unethical too if he hitchhikes in Amara's apartment. Moreover, Nabil also seems less suitable if you have to live in an apartment.

Alby's head hurts a little. He never thought about this. All he knows is he took KPR. If at any time married again, so already have a residence. But not yet married, he was already at the helm with the question of prospective in-laws and his Mak with the same question.

Thinking about it has made Alby dizzy, but he was the one who asked Mak not to think too much about it. Maybe it'll be in a chat with Amara tomorrow.

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Azmi goes down her car at the same time as Nur who passes by her side. The two pairs of eyes were mutually lyrically fleeting. But Azmi quickly lowered her gaze. I don't want to look at women who aren't mahrams.

"Nur!", call someone. Nur also looked.

"Teteh, how is it here?", asked Nur to someone.

Azmi who was not willing to take a headache just turned her head.

''Lho, Mr Azmi?", who was the woman called by Nur earlier.

"Salsabila Ustadzah?", Why Azmi.

Ustadzah Salsa was accompanied by her husband, who both educated at the boarding school where his daughter was their santri.

"Ustad Hanafi!", Azmi greeted Ustadz Hanafi.

"Ari Aa is the same, know Aa Azmi?", asked Nur.

"Yes atuh, Mr. Azmi is the guardian of the santri teteh", replied Salsa.

"Huh? Whosoever? Her sister?", asked Nur kepo.

"No, but my son!", replied Azmi.

Nur was quite surprised to find the fact that this jutek turned out to have children. Disappointed? Lah ngak. Yes kali??? Why be disappointed anyway? Do they have a relationship other than a neighbor in the same room?

"Oh, you know each other apparently?", asked Hanafi. Azmi smiled kindly.

'Ciih.sok friendly, ordinary ge jutek pisan!', Inner Nur.

"Heum, that. This is my brother Azmi. Sorry if he likes his son's slips" said Salsa.

How could he be, it's soft and ustazah again. Well, Nur? Wear the hijab anyway, but the bar-bar! Inner Azmi.

"Tea mah?!"

"Nur Laila Khairunnisa, remember you are no longer an ABG!", Salsa warned Nur. Nur was shaking his lips.

"Then, I excuse ustadz Hanafi, ustadzah Salsa!", Azmi's priest. Salsa and Hanafi just nodded while letting Azmi leave them.

"Cunaon is the same as Aa kadieu?", asked Nur.

"Hayok oruh to maneh Nur masa room chat here. Same thing Aa wants to come back at ten."

"Where the hell is he from?"

"Shopping into town. Take santri's new uniform. So you guys should come here." Nur nodded too.

"Sir Azmi is handsome!" said Hanafi. Nur squinted his eyes at his sister-in-law after they were in Nur's room.

''Why is Aa like that?"

"No, just telling the truth!", replied Hanafi.

"Ishhh.!", Nur said.

"He's a widower in the house died his wife, so his son just eight years old has gone to the boarding house Aa."

"Keep, what's the problem? If he's a widower, what does it have to do with Nur?"

"Yes, you guys will have a relationship what is it?", ledek sister-in-law who Nur had known for a long time so natural if familiar.

"But, aya-aya wae. Know ah! Just talk about something else!", Pinta Nur. The three of them talked about a lot of things.

Unlike Nur and his two brothers who chatted, Azmi immediately cleaned up and established her obligations before actually resting her body.

'So, Nur's sister ustadzah Salsabila??? Why are they so different? And why such a coincidence?

I had been interested in Salsabila's ustadzah, but it turns out that he was already a match with Hanafi's ustadz. Luckily, it was just a little amazed because Salsa's ustadzah loved Princess. But, maybe he loved his students', Azmi muttered in her heart. Then he took a picture frame where there are pictures of himself and his wife's son who looked very happy.

"Umi, Abi kangen is the same umi!", Azmi hugs her family photo frame.