
It has been a month Adri and Mila lived the household without the blessing of the mother. The middle-aged woman grew upset when she found out that her son had married a girl he did not like.
"I'm leaving, baby, you're home don't mind much, don't go anywhere" Adri said before leaving.
"Yes, Mas. You carefully work huh, today is far away its location?" ask Mila to her husband.
"Yes, Deck, there are two rigs operating balam area. Maybe I came home a little late" the man told me the location he was going to.
"Yaudah, you be careful, don't forget safety."
"Ready, Commander ma'am!" selorohnya while peeping the forehead and lips of his beloved woman.
After letting go of her husband, Mila went back into the room. Like the intention he had instilled in his heart, that he intended to visit the residence of the mother-in-law who was now sick.
Mila wants to talk to Mama, although she will not be accepted, but as a daughter-in-law she must respect and love, because after all she is the woman who has given birth to the good man.
Mila ordered a taxi online to visit her mother-in-law's residence. Upon arrival there he was well received by the Art of the house.
"Bik, where's Mama?" ask Mila while carrying fruits for Mama.
"Mother is in the room, Ma'am," replied Bibik with a friendly smile.
"Alright, then I go upstairs first." Mila immediately went up to the second floor to Mama's room.
Geck! Geck!
"Lake in!" tell that woman who doesn't know who wants to go in.
"Assalamualaikum, Mama," said Mila trying to carve a sweet smile, although his heart is being covered with fear. But she lost it in order to build a good relationship with the woman who had given birth to her husband who was perfect enough for her.
"Wa'alaikum..." Mama answered as she could.
"What did you come here for?" ask Mama in a dislike tone.
"I want to look at Mama, has Mama eaten? Oh, I brought Mama's favorite cake. Mama cobain yes," said the woman trying to persuade.
"No need. I don't like it!" refuse Mama stare dislike.
"Mom should try, let Mama recover quickly. How do you know after eating my homemade cake Mama can be cured."
"Why did you bother coming here? Do you have any specific intentions?" the old woman asked suspiciously.
"Of course I have a certain intention, which is to let Mama recover quickly. Let Mama have the energy to scold me again. Anyway if Mama recovers I will visit Mama every day, I sincerely scolded Mama as long as Mama does not hate me," said the pregnant woman smiled gently while sitting on the lip of the bed.
Mama no longer replied, but her gaze was unable to express. Mila opened the cup cake that she had bought, then cut it and put it into a small plate.
"Let's Mama Cobain, Mama would have liked," he said still trying to persuade.
"I don't want to!" reject Mama by holding the spoon that leads to her mouth.
Mila was still smiling while putting the plate on the nightstand. He looked at the face of the woman who had contributed a lot in giving birth and raising the husband.
"Ma, I know Mama doesn't like me as Mama's daughter-in-law. But, please give me time to be the daughter-in-law that Mama wants me to be. Tell me, Ma. What should I do for my mom?" tanya Mila looked sadly.
"What if I want you out of Adri's life?" said Mama who made Mila silent for a moment.
"Well, if that's what you want. But give me time until my son is born, yes, Ma, I promise to leave the life of Mas Adri forever. If I could ask when I give birth later, if God Sudi to take my life, so that Mas Adri returned to Mama. If God grants my prayers, please take care of my son, Ma, Mama may hate me, but please hate my son too" Mila with tears.
Mom looked at her son-in-law for a moment. "Why are you saying bad things like that?" ask Mama not to understand.
"Do you really love your mom?" ask Mama in a soft tone.
"I really love Mas Adri, Ma. Please don't hate me, Ma, I'll do anything for Mama as long as you don't ask me to leave her," she said, cupping her palms together.
Slowly the middle-aged woman clasped Mila's hand. "Son, I'm sorry Mama, I'm sorry that you're in the way of your happiness. Mama is aware that your child's happiness is with you" Mama said in tears.
Mila stared in disbelief, it was like a dream to hear Mama's words. He tried to convince her that what he had just heard was not a dream.
"Have you forgiven me?" tanya Mila wanted to convince once again.
"You're not wrong, son, Mama should apologize. Now Mama has approved you. Mama pray that your household will be happy forever."
Mila couldn't hold back her crying. He shed tears again "Mama, thank you very much, Ma. Hix... Why is this still a dream" the woman said in her tears.
Mama hugged her only son-in-law. He rubbed lovingly.
"Don't cry, son. This isn't a dream. Mama has realized Mama's mistake. Be happy, from now on you don't think much, you have to take care of your womb well, let your grandchildren born healthy."
Mila could not say anything, she just nodded and smiled happily in the arms of Mama-in-law.
Meanwhile, after Magrib Adri had just arrived at home. The man immediately entered the room.
"Honey, I'm home" he exclaimed as he entered. But it looks quiet, the room lights are also not on. Adri immediately turned on the lamp, there was no one in the room.
"Bik! Auntie!" Call Adri to Art.
"Yes, Sir?" ask the old woman.
"Where is my wife, Bik?"
"Bu Mila left this morning, sir."
"Go? Where to go, Bik?" tanya Adri looked worried.
"Said Miss Mila to her father-in-law's house" replied Bibik honestly.
"Certua? You mean Auntie's at Mama's?" tanya Adri made sure.
"Yes, sir."
Adri immediately contacted Mila with a chaotic feeling. She was afraid that Mama would do something to her.
"Oh my God, why not be raptured!" The man again grabbed the car keys, and immediately drove his vehicle to his parents' residence.
Upon arrival there Adri immediately entered even he forgot to say hello.
"Mila! Honey!" call him with wide steps.
"Den, Adrian!" art said when he saw his male employer.
"Oh, where's my wife?" adri asked still with fear.
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