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In-laws Flavor Bladder

“Oh, yes. So, Mama should discuss this with him so, Win?” Dahlia asked a question.

“Ya.” Rewindra nodded then the netra black eye bead was pointing at, a tanned eye bead that was still loyal to her cold gaze. “If you don't want to share your burden in front of me. Discuss ‘lah with Mama, and spill all that in front of her.” Whisper softly in front of the lips of the dangerous opium, until the voice of the beloved mama denied it.

“Let Mama take your wife for a chat, Win. There bring in Ando because it has been a few days your son whines, and often ask about gifts on his birthday later.” Then the middle-aged woman opened her voice, asking the intended question for the son-in-law. “You discussed it where, Darling?”

Raising his chin which pointed at a spacious garden, he could freely vent the disturbing feeling.

Enjoying the breeze that blows two women of different generations, each other silent and reluctant to open a chat.

Until he made the middle-aged woman give up, and he himself started the conversation. “So, what do you want to discuss with me, dear?”

Sighing with rage the girl prepared herself and took care in venting her feelings, remembering she did not want her mother-in-law to be surprised after the disturbing feeling was ventured.

“Before I apologized to you, Ma.” Araela made a request for 'sorry' which made Dahlia's forehead shrivel in wonder at hearing it.

“Sorry for what?”

“Still can't give Mama a granddaughter other than Rolando. I also have to make absolutely sure, that he is the only man I love all my ‘ breaths!” Araela revealed a statement from the bottom of her heart.

“You are really similar to your late mama.” Dahlia was moved by giving her a compliment. The middle-aged woman had never made a point about another granddaughter, who still could not be obtained from the barbarian girl's womb. “Other grandchild problems come from you, Mama doesn't always bring that up. There are other times that you can use to get to know more about the other side of Rewindra. All this time he's been chasing only a moment of pleasure, I'm afraid I can't give him advice. Now that there is you entering into the life of that brat, it is natural to change his personality which, now has become a pussy only with you. Mama is very happy to hear it.”

Araela was moved by the opening of the middle-aged woman, until she unconsciously stepped into her arms.

Waving longing feelings for his beloved late mother before, he discussed his uneasy feelings to the middle-aged woman.

“Now tell Mama, what makes you feel uneasy?” Dahlia asked after, satisfied to give a warm hug to the daughter-in-law. “Mama won't share it in front of your husband, if that's what you're afraid of.”

“It does have something to do with my husband's past that isn't over.” Araela said coldly. It made Dahlia surprised to hear it.

“You mean?”

“What will you do, if at a later time. There comes a woman who presents a granddaughter other than Rolando in front, Mama? Although he also gave you a piece of evidence of a gene match with your son.” Araela tells the story of a woman who has long been investigated by the girl.

“Don't joke with this Mama of yours, Son.” Dahlia was surprised by the statement expressed by the daughter-in-law. Now he also understands the reason for the daughter-in-law who looks restless and not okay. “During the colonization of all those holes, it was impossible for Rewindra to leave her seedlings. This is really ridiculous that you've heard of.”

“That's just a parable, Ma. I didn't mean to scare your ‘, and your son is nothing to end with his past. I just keep watch and my reasons, revealing this before you so that in the future will not be surprised, with the arrival of a woman who brought you another grandson.”

“So, that makes you feel uneasy as a wife?”

“Ya, Ma.” Araela nodded.

“Before your son came into my life, I had long since investigated his identity and past. I did not expect to find something beyond reason and the woman, sooner or later will disturb our household which has been a few months to assemble the story.”

“It's also what makes you apologize for still, not being able to give me a grandchild yet?”

Nodding your head while hiding feelings that words cannot express.

The girl's opponent is much more cunning than a Sonya who, having married the man of her past.

Dahlia returned to her voice after she received no reply from the girl who was so good at hiding, her sadness by giving a warm hug to treat the feeling of anxiety. “Mama can't promise, Son. For your feelings, Mama will try to be fair. Even if she comes to Mama and offers you a grandchild, you'll help her secretly match her blood genes. Is that okay, honey?”

“She is much more cunning than that snake woman, Ma.” Stirring about the cunning in front of the in-laws until the middle-aged woman, laughing loudly made both cheeks of Araela giving off a tinge of shame. “I've also investigated his identity deep, Ma.”

”Oh, yes?” Dahlia half-believed the statement expressed by the daughter-in-law. “For what do you share your burden in front, Mama? Doesn't Rewindra deserve to know more about you? Mama who doesn't understand your way of mind.”

“Only Mama and a few people can keep a secret about the other side in me!” The girl was too comfortable with Dahlia who, being the best friend of her late mother. “Don't tell me about me, let him know it himself. That weathered bachelor, too, knew absolutely nothing about me.”

“Jeez, Babe.” Dahlia shook her head in disbelief, a statement expressed by the son-in-law. “Isn't he much more possessive than your own papa, son?”

“I'm dizzy with them, Ma. Every meet there is always material that becomes, the debate between the widower casanova and the weathered bachelor.” Not to forget Araela complained about the behavior of her husband and omnya.

“You still call them by their respective nicknames?”

“That's a fitting nickname for them.” Araela said coldly.

Shortly thereafter, Rewindra follows the wife who is too absorbed in sharing the burden with Dahlia, regardless of the look of the sullen face shown by the husband.

Instead, the girl asked the state of the beloved son. “What Oland is sleeping?”

“He is waiting for you in his room, you yourself are done with Mama?”

“Ya.” The short and dense answer made Rewindra not dare, asking more things in front of the girl. “Let's go inside, Hon! Should you spend the night in this mansion?”

Araela shook her head firmly. “I want to go home by myself!”

“Alright!”