Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband

CHAPTER 28

"So, have you decided to take the scholarship test?"

Nani, Husna's mother-in-law asked as she looked into the hooded girl's eyes before her.

"Yes, um."

Answer Husna steady.

"Husna, my mom used to want to pay for your college, son, but you always turned her down. Why do you have to now when you get married? What about the fate of your household?"

Nani clasped the hands of her daughter-in-law and nephew.

"Well, if Husna's honest. Will my mother not be sad?"

Husna returned the middle-aged woman's hand.

"Hm, say baby!"

"Ma, Husna really appreciates my mother's offer. But sorry, Husna couldn't accept that because Husna wanted to succeed on her own."

The 23-year-old girl replied in a soft tone. He did not want his words to hurt the heart of the in-laws.

Nani was deeply touched by the independence of her son-in-law.

"But baby, if you manage to get that scholarship. Then you will go to Turkey. That's so far away Husna, what about the fate of your marriage?"

Nani expressed her heart's worry.

"Well, Husna apologized earlier. Maybe what Husna was going to say would make you disappointed."

Husna hesitated a little, but he felt it was time to speak heart to heart with his mother-in-law.

Nani looked at Husna with a confused look. He tried to guess what the young woman was going to say.

"Actually our relationship is not that warm ma, we have been married almost 8 months, but this relationship remains unchanged, Mas Mikha still does not like Husna. Maybe it's time we give up on all this ma."

Husna spoke carefully.

Nani fell silent, her hands withered. He did not think that his beliefs could be wrong.

"But Mama is sure that Mikhail will eventually love you."

The middle-aged woman spoke with eyes that began to contain water.

"Well, it's been 8 months. It's time we gave up. In fact, Micah still hated Husna. For 8 months at home, he didn't even glance at Husna at all. When should we hurt each other? Maybe it's time we relented, and let Micah seek his own happiness."

Husna hugged her mother-in-law.

"Then what about you, kid? It's all mama's fault. Mama's forced you to marry."

Nani is growing more and more teary-eyed. He felt sorry for making his nephew live in misery.

"No ma. These are all destinies that Husna must accept. Although Micah did not love Husna, Husna was happy to be the daughter-in-law of mother and father. Thank you for choosing Husna."

The girl's defense finally collapsed and her tears fell. They hugged each other to strengthen, also crying over each other's failures.

Soon their embrace was released.

"alright. Mama agreed to your decision, but on one condition."

Nani spoke again after her tears were brought under control.

"Give Mikhail 1 year. Once you leave, don't ask for a divorce. Let him get his head first."

Nani.

"Ma, one year is too long. Micah would not agree."

"He had no choice."

Nani stood up and walked into the closet.

The middle-aged woman brought out something.

"This is my mom's ATM card. Use this to buy your needs. Mama knows that you won't use Mikhail's money."

Nani gave the card to Husna.

"No need ma, Husna has money."

Resist the subtle Husna.

"This mama gave not as the mother of Micah. But I gave this as a cousin of your father's. So you can't refuse."

Nani forced Husna to accept the great thing.

Husna who had no choice finally accepted and put it in her little bag.

Before long, Husna said goodbye. He returned to the house where he used to live.

"What are you doing out there? Shouldn't you be home by 2?"

The first sentence Husna received as soon as he had just opened the door.

"I'm tired mas. I'll rest for a while, then I'll cook you some food."

Husna passed, he was lazy to serve the man arguing, plus the sad scene at his home-in-law was very draining his energy.

"When you hang around out there, you don't feel tired. Have you forgotten your duties in this house?"

Mikhail stood up from his seat. He looked at Husna.

The girl stopped.

"Oh Husna, prop yourself up for a month."

"Let's..huh.."

The girl drew and breathed out to stabilize her emotions.

"good. Is mas hungry? I'll change your clothes and cook you some food."

After speaking, Husna passed into his room.

"Why is he giving up so easily?"

Mikhail began to be astonished by Husna's attitude.

He was still standing in front of the room that had been closed by the occupants earlier.

With a bad feeling Mikhail walked back to the living room, waiting for Husna to come out and cook himself some food.

Actually the man had already eaten, he told Husna just because he had no other reason to be able to chat with her.

When he was with the woman he always felt clumsy, whether since when to hear the ravings of Husna is something fun for him.

"Grandle."

Mikhail's daydream stopped. The man's eyes immediately turned to the newly opened door.

Husna came out of the room and immediately took her step towards the kitchen without greeting the man in the living room.

"What are you cooking?"

Mikhail who was also tailing tried to melt the atmosphere.

Husna answered without looking.

"I don't like fish."

"Since when did he dislike fish?"

Husna glanced at the man and put the fish back in the refrigerator. The girl's hands moved on the chicken, and the shrimp.

"Well, if I like shrimp. Cook me sweet sour shrimp."

Mikhail sat himself in the chair.

Husna deftly began to concoct the seasoning without caring for the man who kept staring at her.

"Don't be too salty. I'm afraid my blood pressure's going up."

Mikhail's running out of chat material.

Husna put the knife he had used to cut onions.

"Mas, can you just wait for the food outside? When I'm done, I'll call you."

Husna began to throw away.

"Shoppers! Very expensive selling this girl. Just this time there's a girl who doesn't like being close to me."

The man's mind rebelled.

"Okay, you think I like seeing you work. I'm waiting for you to get too hungry."

The man got up and walked back to the living room with a gouging heart.

"Basic of the duck. The longer he's getting pretentious. But what was I waiting for him to work? Looks like my brain is starting to go crazy."

Mikhail sat down on the sofa. Sometimes his eyes still steal a glance at the woman. Although his lips refused but the heart of the man continued to want to stare at the face of ayu who continued to dance in his mind at this moment.

"Mas, the food is ready."

Husna spoke while walking towards her room.

"Where are you going?"

Mikhail stopped his wife's steps again.

"I'm going to take a break."

Husna looked at it and continued to walk.

"E..eh, uh wait! It's good to play escape. Ambilin I ate and brought it here! The movie is again."

The man was still trying.

"Don.ah.."

Husna took a deep breath. He walked into the kitchen and served what the man wanted.

"Where else are you going?"

Mikhail again held back Husna who wanted to go back into the room.

"Mas, I'm tired. Please don't bother me!"

Husna begged.

"I don't like eating alone. Come with me!"

Mikhail patted the side of the sofa next to him.

"What's wrong with this crazy guy. Is she still not satisfied and is she torturing me?"

Husna who was tired finally sat down on the sofa. He felt there was no energy for a storm with the man.

Mikhail started eating it so voraciously that he almost finished the whole meal.

"That, aren't you eating?"

The man's eyes moved to the girl next to him, and it turned out that Husna was already asleep.

"Did she fall asleep? He was really tired."

Mikhail put down the spoon and looked at the deep face with a difficult look.

"You're a good girl, but I can't love you. Because if that happens, then my parents will always interfere with my affairs for life. I want you to realize that her choice to marry me was a mistake. So that in the future he would trust me to make my own decisions."

Mikhail's hand lifted, he stroked the woman's head gently. The man stood up, he raised Husna's leg to go up to the sofa. The man crouched down to put a pillow and on his wife's head.

"Deg, deg, deg."

The distance of their faces were very close, making the man's gaze fixed on the lips of the woman who was still sleeping beside him, making Mikhail's heart pounding unruffled.

"Lick."

He tried to swallow the saliva with great difficulty.

"Aware Micah, hold it. hold it.."

A subtle whisper tried to resuscitate the man from the charm of the wife.

"Try a little papa no time. He won't know."

As Mikhail approached, he drew closer and the distance between them remained only a few inches.

"Dret, dret, dret."

The sound of mobile phone vibration in his pants pocket is able to resuscitate the man.

Mikhail immediately ran away. He held his chest that was jumping.

"Uh, almost."

The man examined the flat object that had been vibrating. And the mother's name was there.

"Yes ma."

"Come home now. Alone, there's something you want to talk to."

The mother immediately turned off the connection again.

Mikhail was confused, he was astonished because the mother did not usually call without a greeting like that.

"What's wrong with mom?"

Mikhail immediately walked into the room to retrieve the car keys.

He looked for a moment at the woman who was still sleeping on the sofa. His faint smile lifted and continued to step towards where his car was parked.

The man went straight to the place where the woman who had given birth was waiting.

TBC.

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