
"So that's how you talk about your in-laws?"
Anna looked at her husband. He finally chose to put his head back. "The company is them! You can ignore me" Anna half-whispered.
Amar turned his head to glance at the mother who continued to throw scorn to his wife. "Ma, have you? Don't keep Anna cornered like this. She is pregnant with my son. Please don't stress him out like this."
The mother sounded a little snorting. Then stepped away from his spot peeking earlier.
Meanwhile, Amar pulls Anna to get up. "Come on, we'll eat together. Pity our son who's in there."
With a heavy feeling, Anna tried to get up, but finally let go of Amar's grasp after he managed to get in an upright position. "You go first." Anna walked towards the cupboard containing the tableware.
However, Amar did not move a bit deliberately waiting for the wife. Anna glanced at him with her flat face.
"How many times have I said that? Go then! Keep them company." Anna was afraid that her mother-in-law would become increasingly prejudiced against her.
"I wouldn't go a single step without you." He seized the things Anna had brought out. "Let me bring it for you."
Amar gave the code so that Anna also stepped foot towards the dining room. Anna walks first, noticing what her mother-in-law is doing. He looked at the food on the table.
"This is all your cooking?"
Anna realizes the mother looks unhappy when her beloved son does everything. Anna immediately seized the equipment, with the intention that she herself would do so. However, Amar avoided making the glass rolled over and ... Pura ...
Glass glass falling makes the mother-in-law widened and more emotional. "Actually in this household of yours, what is it that your maid rents? Why are you the maid of your wife?"
Croeek
The door opened from the direction of Anan's room. A young man walked quickly towards them. "So you hear something broke? Mama, Papa, and Grandma weren't hurt, were they?" Anan alternately glanced at the broken glass on the floor with three people who were near the shards.
Despite not getting the answer, the boy ran small towards the kitchen. Shortly thereafter, Anan's two hands had held different objects of function. The left side holds the pengki, and the right side holds the broom.
"I'm sorry, Nek, Anan asked permission to clean up this shard. Grandma, don't get stuck? Grandma's gonna get hurt." Anan gave the code to the woman who was nearby to slightly move away.
"Let Mama clean it all up." Anna tries to seize the two objects that Anan will use.
However, the boy shook his head quickly. "Let Anan, Ma. Anan used to help Mom. Moreover, Mama again there is a dedek in the stomach of Mama. Mama must be tired, right? Have you cooked for us, done everything for us, this time also Mama takes care of? I feel sorry for Mama."
Anan stared with teary eyes. No less than what Anna's in-laws felt. He saw that this small child was used to helping his parents.
"You here! Was your mother at that moment 4m telling the men to work?"