Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband
CHAPTER 50
The sound of chicken kokokan, able to wake a couple who are still asleep in their sleep.
"Bah, brother, subuh first!"
The woman shook her husband's body slowly.
"Yes,"
Answer the man in a hoarse voice.
After making sure awareness was gathered, the couple finally inched down the bed. Their goal is of course the bathroom that is at the end of the kitchen.
The wife walked first, she stepped footed while holding a towel.
"Well.. Astagfirullah."
His legs were restrained when he saw a pair of human children who were hugging affectionately in the living room.
"What the fuck are they?"
Ningsih clenched a furious hand. He immediately felt the emotion of seeing the child who looked very comfortable asleep in the arms of the man who was still his son-in-law.
Ningsih stepped back to immediately raided 2 young people who were still adventuring in their dreams. But her husband, Shaleh, swiftly pulled his hand and smothered his mouth.
"Well, bah."
Ningsih is still trying to say.
"Sillet."
Shaleh pulled the wife back to their room.
"Why did you stop me?"
Ningsih immediately protested as soon as the door of their room was closed by her husband.
"Syut, don't be so hard. They'll wake up"
Shaleh said half a whisper.
"Change this is how it is. Look at his son's disrespectful so even in the wilds"
The Ningsih protest was upset.
"What's rude? They just sleep, nothing. Remember they're still husband and wife, so it's all natural."
Shaleh smiled nosily.
"Why not what? Their Wong will soon be getting a divorce, so it shouldn't be that close now."
The woman was still upset, she walked to the bed to sit down.
"Ningsih, stop saying divorce, don't you see how your son hugged Mikhail? Can you ruin our daughter's happiness?"
Shaleh began to speak seriously.
"That don't be fooled, this must be because it was your nephew who seduced my son to sleep with him."
Ningsih still tried to deny the reality.
"Don't close your eyes to all the obvious evidence. Mikhail from last night did sleep outside, while Husna slept in a room with Aisha. If Husna is currently sanping her husband, then that means he is the one who has been moving there. So, don't keep cornering Mikhail."
Hearing the expression of the husband, Ningsih suddenly fell silent.
"Rethink about Umma. Husna loves Mikhail very much, don't make your ego and your past shadow destroy our daughter's future."
Continue the man.
Ningsih was increasingly cornered, she felt that what her husband said just now was really able to enter the recesses of her soul.
Shaleh approached to sit next to his wife. The middle-aged man then grabbed the hand of the woman who had accompanied him for more than 20 years.
"The happiness of our daughter is here!"
He pointed at the wife's palm.
"Think what you're going to do. Let Husna be happy, or just break her heart, and be the cause of the inner pain that she might carry to her death."
Shaleh stroked the wife's head, then again stepped out of the room. Deliberately want to give time to the mother of the child to think.
After Shaleh's departure, Ningsih fell silent. What the man said was indeed able to make his selfish soul shrink.
Elsewhere, a man was seen sitting on the edge of the door while concluding a shoelace. After feeling neat and strong, the man finally started running. He deliberately exercised to calm the emotions that flared back when he saw his sister and sister-in-law hugging in the living room.
"Assalammualaikum mas!"
The voice of a woman instantly restrained her pace.
Husyein turned his head, there stood a beautiful hijab-wearing woman smiling at him.
"Greetings waalaikum,"
"What's up, when's he coming home?"
Ask the woman.
"Yesterday. Sorry Diana, I haven't been able to visit you at home. But God willing this afternoon I will be there!"
The man felt guilty.
"It's okay. Later in the day Diana will also go to her home. Want to send mother's artificial sponge."
"Yes already. Then, exercise first. I'll see you later in the afternoon."
Husyein pamit, then continued running.
Not far away, a young woman was watching them. He was Aisyah, the man's cousin.
"Is that her boyfriend?"
Mumbled in the heart.
"Ground ama gebetan aja, soft ngalahin cotton. Definite mode."
Aisyah resumed her duties of watering the flowers.
While Aisyah grumbled, another was in the living room. There has been seen one of the 2 people who had bad luck was wriggling.
"Astagfirullahal'adzim."
Husna sat down when he saw the light of day.
"Why?"
Mikhail was surprised to hear the screams of his wife.
"Mas, it's noon. I haven't prayed dawn."
Husna began to panic.
"No papa, his name was also unintentional."
The man replied originally while rubbing his eyes.
"Not that, just look where we are! When we get to see umma, we're dead."
Husna quickly stood up, then ran towards the room.
Mikhail was still there. Regretting what has already happened. He didn't know if anyone had seen them or not.
Arriving in the room, Husna had not found Aisha. That means the sister-in-law must have caught them wet.
"Yes my.. Ica must have caught us. Wanna put it where my face is like this?"
He rubbed his face with frustration.
Husna pulled the towel then started walking to the bathroom without turning to the living room, where they had fallen asleep last night. There was a myriad of shame that felt lodged in his chest.
"Where is Husna, how do you sleep well?"
The sound from the side door instantly added to Husna's red face.
Nervously the girl looked over.
"Yes ma!"
Forcing a smile with a face as red as a tomato. He did not think that many had seen them.
"Husna take a shower first ma."
Down shy.
"Yes, don't forget the shampoo."
Nani's voice sounded mocking.
Husna, who was already embarrassed, finally could not look back. He immediately walked into the bathroom hoping that there would be a magic door Doraemon could take him anywhere to keep himself away from everyone.
TB
Sorry to read, my mom has been very busy lately. Ordinary, in addition to being a housewife, mak also undergoes several small businesses. So, please be aware that the mak up is a bit long.
God willing for the future you will try to be more disciplined, so you do not get tired of waiting for the continuation.
Please understand, because you have to make extra effort for the future of the child.
Thank you, dear greetings from author Receh.
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