
When the sound of the cock crowing, the position of the newlyweds was still the same as last night, namely hugging tightly. Shaka woke up earlier than Nimas. He repeated what he did last night, looking at his wife closely. He did not know what made Nimas so attractive in his eyes. Nimas is a simple woman, in terms of appearance and in any sense, but her charm really can not make others turn when they have looked at Nimas face from a close distance.
Now I know what made Brother Bryan to make a fatal mistake.
While being cool to enjoy the face of ayu waking up ala Nimas, suddenly the woman squirms.
"You're awake, Mom? How can you not wake me up?" asked Nimas with a voice that was still hoarse typical of waking up.
"Why indeed?"
"You should wake me up, so I can help you in the kitchen. Food for you. I, the daughter-in-law here, don't feel good if I don't do anything. Wake up all day." Nimas sat down and was about to remove the blanket covering his body, but the movement was stopped instantly by Shaka.
"The wreckage used to be here, there's Auntie. You have no obligation to help her work. Your duty is to obey me."
Nimas doesn't say much anymore. There was no reason for him to refuse Shaka's words. Last night Nimas really opened his mind that Shaka deserves to be treated like a husband even though the seeds of love have not grown between them. If Shaka could say that he would treat Nimas like a wife, then why would he not do the same.
Nimas had just laid his body back on the bed, but nausea suddenly rose to the throat. The woman ran to the bathroom and was followed by Shaka with a panicked face.
I don't know how many times Shaka has seen this sight. Just seeing it was excruciating, let alone feeling in the position of Nimas?
"When is it up, anyway? How are you doing this every day?" tanya Shaka massaged the nape of his wife.
"Everyone is different. This is common in pregnant women. It's okay."
Nimas returned to bed as his stomach improved.
"I go downstairs and get some warm tea, don't go anywhere."
Nimas just nodded.
Like a husband in general who treats his wife with spoiled when pregnant young. Shaka hurriedly went down to the kitchen. It turns out that there is already his mother who is active below.
"If you marry a good woman, it should make husbands wake up early, diligently work, and also not lazy. It was a good woman for her husband, not the other way around" said Ms Marissa preparing the dishes on the table.
Shaka did not budge, although he knew the innuendo was directed at him and Nimas, he preferred not to respond while it was not outrageous.
"Bi, please make me a warm sweet tea, yeah."
"Where should your wife go until you ask Auntie? You don't see Auntie preparing breakfast anymore?"
"Lemes, Mom. He's been vomiting."
Shaka was still trying not to get angry. It is very difficult for him, to hear Nimas being talked to like that makes Shaka upset and somehow there is a feeling of not accepting.
"It's not spoiled, after all, I'm the one who wants to. It was not Nimas who asked. He didn't bother or ask for anything with me."
"Not asked, but not yet. His family is from the bottom. How could he not want or not want something he had never gotten."
"Ma, I've been coming here trying to be patient. Not willing to respond to insinuations from Mama sayings from Mama, but increasingly left kok Mama outrageous, yes. Why is Nimas from the bottom? If only you knew it wasn't important in God's eyes. The most important thing is his heart."
"You've known Nimas since you dared to fight Mama, Shaka!"
The house's hurt gaze sharpened towards Shaka. The look of anger and annoyance was clearly reflected in the look on his face and the look in his eyes.
"You changed a lot after you knew Nimas. You're getting more insolent, the less submissive. You just knew he had a bad influence on her. Moreover, you are now her husband, you will be increasingly in control of her."
"Yes if Mama wants me to obey Mama, yes Mama do not insult my wife dong. Want me to know new or I know old, Nimas now it's my wife. No one can resist, no one can change the fact that I am her husband Nimas and Nimas is my wife. No husband is willing to hear his wife insulted even if it's his own mother."
"Look! Now you're more defending a woman you've only known for a week than the woman who gave birth to you."
"Sorry Ma. It's not that I don't know thank you or disobey Mama. I do not forget that Mama gave birth to me, nor do I forget that I grew from the milk that Mama gave me, every time your hands touched me with affection, whatever Mama sacrificed for me, even Mama's life. I swear to God, I'll never forget Mama's service. But I also do not want if Mama did the wrong thing, what Mama did to Nimas is wrong. As long as Mama still continues to treat Nimas badly or just talk bad things about him, obviously I'll stand up and put up a body for him."
Shaka took the tea on the kitchen table and left in front of his mother. This was the first time he had done such a disrespectful thing. So it's only natural that Ms. Marissa is hurt by her child's change.
All women who are in the position and also the way of thinking of Ms. Marissa may be hurt to see the treatment of her child.
"Sorry to wait so long I went to the bathroom first." Shaka offered his wife a cup of warm tea.
Nimas remained silent after sipping the warm tea up to the toilet. She knew Shaka was lying, her husband had never been to the bathroom downstairs. All her husband's debates with her mother-in-law were heard clearly. Because at the time of the incident Nimas was at the top of the stairs. Her ears were still healthy enough to hear the pleadings of her husband.
"You want to take a shower? I'll get you some warm water to make your body feel good."
Instead of answering Shaka's question, Nimas hugged the man tightly. It made Shaka confused and a little surprised.
There was nothing more Nimas could say than to give thanks in the form of action.
"You're not angry, are you, if I'm like this? I just want to hug you, don't know why."
"Why should you be angry? The one who hugged her own husband." Shaka then returned Nimas' embrace warmly.
Thank you for making me feel as lacking in love as you said last night. There seems to be no reason to make me not learn to love you.