Charm Wife Titipan

80. Toxic in-laws

A few days later.

"Sir, this is milk as fruit for you to consume. This says my employee is very powerful, his wife only a few months consistently drink this, immediately fill. Hopefully it will happen to you too, yes. You can also remix apple juice, carrots, red tomatoes."

"Yes, Mum."

Out of nowhere, Nimas feels her husband is a little changed. He became a little obsessed with wanting to have children immediately. Unlike the previous days, he put more decisions on the one above. She had no idea what made her husband like that. Does he accept pressure from people around him, or is this just his feeling? Nimas thought in his heart.

Months after that day, Nimas was never absent to consume anything given by her husband. The more the day instead of the more calm, he is actually more depressed. Not to mention her mother-in-law who blatantly looked back at her one eye.

Nimas ignored what he received from his mother-in-law. For him Shaka's treatment of him was much more important. However, Shaka's recent treatment as if not himself makes Nimas uncomfortable.

Nimas feels only that she is trying to get pregnant but not with Shaka. He who is constantly asked to drink this and that, eating from tasty to unpleasant, does this and that but not with Shaka. Shouldn't this be a two-way effort? Why is it as if he is being forced to try?

Until this morning after the departure of her husband and child to activities, Nimas was determined to do his own examination of fertility which he himself believed that he was fine.

"Ma, don't keep pressing Shaka to ask Nimas to do what you want. Don't affect him. Papa really wants grandchildren, but this is not the way. You continue to exert pressure by hiding behind your concern. This will actually make them, especially Nimas depressed. It's even hard to have children. You don't pity them? At least have mercy on your son."

When he reached the living room, Nimas accidentally heard the voice of Mr. Malik who was talking on the porch next to the house which is located adjacent to the living room. Carrying the words 'your son' made Nimas quietly draw closer to the side porch.

"Mama didn't affect him, Pa. Mama just gave advice on what they should do so they have children quickly and so far Shaka just want to accept the advice of Mama. And this is for their good, too. All means and efforts must be done, right to get maximum results?"

It was Marissa who left her husband alone after saying one long sentence. He seemed to leave in annoyance, Nimas who saw it trying to escape from his hiding place, but his swift pace made Ms. Marissa know his presence.

"When did you stand there? Your hobby is, yes. This is the second time you've eavesdropped on my conversation."

"God always has a way of exposing someone's rot, Ma."

"What do you mean you talk like that?"

"First of all, I overheard Mama talking a few years ago, and it turns out that what I heard was Mama's crime. And now, the Lord has given me a hint that Mama is doing the same thing as a few years ago. Isn't this God's plan and God's way of opening my eyes?" Nimas replied calmly, very different from Ms. Marissa who was already nervous.

"Don't say much to you, isn't what I'm doing the truth? Doing any effort to make you pregnant and until now you are pregnant is not hanil-pregnant. What else is there to question if not your fertility?"

"My fertility? Don't forget I've given one grandson to you despite Dad's different."

The response Nimas gave was very different from a few years ago, this time he responded to every insult from his mother-in-law very calmly.

"Don't be proud because you've already given birth to one child. Anything can happen after giving birth. Does not rule out the possibility after you give birth, your fertility decreases."

Marissa's mother passed from there, seeing Nimas' cold face made him clasped to look at his daughter-in-law's face. He does not want to argue longer.

Seconds, minutes, hours, Nimas was in the hospital all by himself. Not meant to be presumptuous or disrespectful to her husband. But Nimas apparently judged Shaka's changes made him little by little depressed. What else she just realized if the change of her husband was because of the actions of Mother-in-law herself. Since when and how Ms. Marissa began her evil plan, which obviously the woman had managed to make Shaka who was once so perfect in the eyes of Nimas suddenly changed quickly.

"This is the result of the examination we're doing, ma'am."

"Good, Doc. Can I open it here? Maybe there are those who do not understand and I can ask right now."

"Please."

Nimas unhesitatingly opened the envelope. Read it for a while and raise your head to the young hijab doctor.

"This means, I'm fertile, right? Does it mean there are no problems in my womb? I'm healthy?" Nimas handed back the paper he had just received.

"Yes, I'm very healthy. There's no problem whatsoever that's inherent in you."

"Does that mean the problem is with my husband? I mean, I've been married five years, but I'm not pregnant."

"Good move, if the two check together, ma'am. I can't answer Mom's question if Mom's husband doesn't check in. It would be nice to do a joint examination, then we find a solution. All problems have a way out."

"Good, Doc. Thank you." Thank you."

Nimas returned home with a heart that was quite relieved. At least she wasn't pregnant because of her. So there's nothing else to worry about. He could also silence his mother-in-law's mouth with the results of this examination.

Although there was splendor in Nimas' heart, on the other hand this was also worried about her husband.

Mas Shaka must not know the results of this examination. If he knew, he would be discouraged. His mind must be thinking things that are not not, it will make him stress and not good for his health.

***

Eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Nimas arrived home. He entered with a confident step, his eyes did not notice if there was a Shaka car parked in front of the house.

"Where are you from? How can I not let him out of the house? I gave you permission to leave the house, but permission was the same. Tell me where you're going, if there's anything, I know where you are."

"Mas, are you home? Lunch at home? Sorry I had a need for a moment. Same with snacks."

"Yes it's okay. Next time I say the same, where to go, yes. What need is it? Mama said you left this morning, after Mas left. Home people worry about you, mama's eating the phone, ask about you what else in the office, why not go home. Where are you going?"

The mama?