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Sabrina who was engrossed in cooking in the kitchen suddenly heard the sound of her phone shaking. With quick steps, he walked to a table not far from the kitchen and picked up his cell phone and saw who had contacted him.
"Assalamualaikum, good morning Brother."
"Wa'alaikumsalam, good morning Sabrina. How are you doing? How are you doing there?" tanya Umar who apparently contacted his sister.
"Thank God I am good, brother. Brother Umar himself how? Then Sonia's sister, Farhan, and the others are fine, right?" answer Sabrina who asked back Umar's situation with the family.
"Thank God then. Thank God, me and everything is good here." replied Umar as he got up from his seat and walked to the window.
"Thank God, Brother..."
"Sabrina... When did you, Galuh and Aldha come to Jakarta? Later in the afternoon there is a wedding reception Aliyya and Zein here. Come, let me book you a plane ticket this afternoon." said Umar, who stood back to the door.
Sonia who had just come from the kitchen was also seen putting on a sour face when she heard the words of Umar. Slowly the middle-aged woman who was none other than Umar Abdullah's wife was walking to approach the husband. While on the other hand, Sabrina seemed speechless and surprised to hear the words of her brother who was going to hold a reception at his home.
"But Brother, why should we have a reception? Isn't that too much?" asked the sad Sabrina.
Of course Sabrina asked that because of her memory of Sonia's words the night before they returned to Jakarta, again ringing in Sabrina's ears. While Aldha who had heard the mother's conversation with his uncle seemed happy and excited. Sabrina tried to calm Aldha down and spoke to Umar again.
"Of course not excessive, my sister. Aliyya and Zein are our children, so as parents, uncles and family we should hold this event for them." replied Umar who turned around and whistled with Sonia.
"But it seems like I can't go there, brother. Because the health of Mas Galuh was not fully recovered" said Sabrina who tried to avoid Umar's request.
"Oh so Galuh not healthy right? In that case, I can't force you if this is related to Galuh's health either. But ask her one thing, if I represent Aliyya at the reception, does she give me permission?" '' replied Umar, who turned his back on Sonia again.
Sonia who listened to Umar's request could only snort in annoyance. Again, the husband only took a unilateral decision for the reception without asking her anything. Sonia's face was grim, but she couldn't do anything and could only hold back emotions.
"Of course Galuh will give you permission, Brother. After all, Big Brother was Aliya's uncle and before becoming her father-in-law, Big Brother was an uncle to her. Me and Galuh will give you that permission." replied Sabrina who smiled clumsily.
"All right then. Hmmm, talk to Sonia. It just so happens that he's right next to me. I have to do something first." said Umar.
Without waiting for his sister's answer, Umar immediately gave his phone to Sonia and the phone still remains connected to Sabrina in Jogja.
"The designers for the afternoon show are here, Pa. Better, Papa take a look at them for a moment" Sonia said, taking the phone in her husband's hand.
"All right..."
Umar went to meet the designers. While Sonia looks careless when looking at the name of the sister-in-law on her husband's phone that is still connected.
"Assalamualaikum, hello Sabrina." said Sonia cold and thin to Sabrina.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, yes Brother. It seems like everyone there is very busy preparing for our child's reception later in the afternoon. And it seems, Brother Umar has prepared everything for it." said the happy Sabrina.
"Yes, of course. Jakarta is a big city and everything can be prepared in minutes. Like it or not, if you're here, you have to do it by the standards. Although Zein has tried to refuse to hold a reception, but you certainly know how stubborn Umar is. He still forced Zein to do whatever he wanted." said Sonia at length with her regret.
"But it seems like Sonia's sister has misunderstood. I thought that Zein and Aliyya were not forced to do this. I always contact them and it seems like they are fine. Although we know that they fight a lot, but I'm sure that they will love each other." replied Sabrina who looked calm.
Sonia only snorted in annoyance and anger when she heard Sabrina's words. Without realizing it, Sabrina had told Sonia that she often contacted Aliyya or Zein. That's what made Sonia look so angry.
"Sabrina. It's very busy here."
Without saying a greeting and waiting for Sabrina's reply, the still-unbelieving Sonia simply fell silent. Sabrina's words were ringing in her ears again and it made her anger even more so to the crown.
***
"Come, Mom. We're going to Jakarta to attend Brother's wedding reception."
When Sabrina was busy cooking, Aldha came and whined like a child who missed the brother who was far away there. With a lackluster look on her face, Sabrina breathed a deep breath and turned to look at the youngest princess.
"You know "how is your father doing right now? In addition, we must prepare everything in advance to come to the house of your brother's in-laws." said Sabrina who looked at Aldha.
"But Uncle won't bother about it, Mom. We are his family too. Her sister's mother Uncle then what do you worry about anymore?" aldha answered trying to persuade Sabrina.
"Even if he's your uncle and Mom's brother, we should know ourselves, son. Our current relationship is not just a sister and sister, but between a daughter-in-law, and a besan. You have to understand that." Sabrina said back cooking.
Aldha gave up on persuading his mother. Not only was that Sabrina's strong reason for coming to Umar's house, but there was something that still stuck in his heart and mind. It was the attitude and hatred of the brother-in-law that became the reason for Sabrina until now, he did not have the strong courage to come to the house of Umar even though it was the house of his own brother.
***
"Miss Aliyya..."
Aliyya who was tidying up the room turned her head when she heard Bi Sumi's voice.
"Bi Sumi, how many times have I said, don't call me that. Just call me by my name and think of me as your son, Bi." said Aliyya who stopped her activities and approached Bi Sumi.
"But Non..."
"Nothing but, Bi. In this house, other than Papa, only Auntie is close to me. So I beg you not to be like this." cut Aliyya who grasped Bi Sumi's hand.
"All right, sweetheart. You are a very good girl. Zein will be very lucky to have a good and sincere wife like you, son." said Bi Sumi who stroked Aliyya's face.
"Well, like this I can feel my mother's presence here. Oh yeah, Auntie brought this?" aliyya replied who saw a pile of expensive clothes in Bi Sumi's hands.
"Ah Aunty forgot because she kept chatting with you. There are several choices of dresses that you will wear for the reception later. So try one by one and choose which dress you think is perfect for this afternoon's event." Bi Sumi said as she gave the dress to Aliyya.
"But this is so much, Bi." replied Aliyya who was amazed by all the dresses before her eyes.
"All these dresses were prepared by Mr. Umar for you, dear. So put it on and if anything is unused, you keep it. That's what Mr. Umar told Bibi." said Bi Sumi who convinced Aliyya.
"Alright Bi..."
Chequek!
"What the fuck, Zal. Why is my picture with that girl in the newspaper today?" pekik Zein who had just entered the room with a very irritated look.
"Come, Dude. It's just a newspaper. Maybe it was Uncle Umar who had told them to make the news" replied Rizal across the street.
"If it's like this, even uninvited people will come at this ridiculous wedding reception. This marriage is really frustrating and crazy. Everyone will come and know everything, if I'm married to a country girl. I'm ashamed and I can't be part of this stupid reception." added Zein, who was increasingly upset by the reality of his life.
"But Zein..."
"Enough Rizal!!! All this must be stopped immediately!!!" cut off Zein who hung up the phone and left the room.
The clear thread just fell from the corner of Aliyya's eyes. Unknowingly, Zein really broke the heart of a good and sincere girl like his wife. Zein leaves the room and crosses paths with Shafia.
"Zein... Why is your face so angry? You're not ready for the afternoon show?" said Shafia who noticed Zein's movements.
"Should I be prepared to be insulted on the show?" zein said that was getting emotional with Shafia's question.
"Zein... What are you saying? If Aliyya hears your words, she will be sad and hurt." said Shafia again who certainly pretended to pay attention to Zein.
"Let him be sad. I don't care!!!" zein then left in front of Shafia.
Shafia seemed to smile with satisfaction upon hearing the words coming out directly from Zein's mouth.
"Mama would be so happy if I told you this really hot news."
***
Aliyya came out of the bathroom with heavy steps. Her puffy, red eyes kept the pretty girl's feet moving closer to something located on the sofa of her room, sorry not her room, but Zein's.
"I'm sorry, Zein. I didn't expect that my presence in your life would get you into any big trouble. But I really don't intend to."
Falling again a clear circle from the corner of his eye when he looked at the wedding photos that were displayed in the newspaper and had made Zein very angry. Aliyya continued to shed tears, lamenting the fate of her very bad marriage. Unknowingly, Namira is currently watching herself from behind.
"A very good photo."
Aliyya flinched and immediately wiped her tears quickly when she heard the soft voice. Then he immediately stood up and turned towards the source of the voice.
"Sister Namira..."
"Aliyya... Why are you here? I saw Bi Sumi deliver a dress for you. Have you tried it?" asked Namira who grabbed onto Aliyya's shoulder while watching her.
"I haven't tried it yet, sister." replied the raucous Aliyya.
"Why? Try Aliyya! Because we have to know whether the clothes fit and fit in your body or not" Namira said, holding both shoulders.
"Alright, Brother. I will try it now." replied Aliyya who tried to cover up the sadness in her eyes.
"Alright, then I'll see you again" Namira said as she rubbed Aliyya's shoulder.
The reckless Aliyya just tries to review the smile so that Namira does not suspect. While Namira who had realized that her brother-in-law was crying just fell silent and continued to walk down the stairs.
"It wasn't noon yet, but it seemed like Aliyya had finished crying. I better tell Mama about this."
***
"Ma. I have good news that made Mama smile wide today."
Shafia, who had passed Zein in the corridor, now approached Sonia who was sitting relaxed in the side yard while sipping warm tea. But not long after, Namira also came to Sonia.
"I also want to tell Mama something." said Namira who did not seem to want to lose to her honey.
Sonia who was enjoying a relaxing time also seemed to frown in wonder at the behavior of her two daughters-in-law.
"What's Shafia? What's up Namira?"
Before finally telling what they had just seen, the two seemed to be fighting over the first order to tell a story and in the end, Sonia chose between the two who would tell the story first. Shafia who got the first order seemed to grin with satisfaction glancing towards Namira. While the careless Namira could only snort in annoyance. In the end, Sonia's two daughters-in-law told her everything they saw.
Sonia smiled with satisfaction upon hearing all those stories. Then he went and walked until he turned his back to his two daughters-in-law.
"You must help Mama to carry out the next mission" said Sonia who smirked cunningly while folding her hands.
"I'm ready to help whatever Mama's plan is." replied Shafia who is evil and does not like Aliyya.
"But Ma..."
"Namira's... Mama knows your thoughts at this moment. From the beginning you did look indecisive and chose to be neutral to Aliyya. But Mama reminds you of one thing!!! If your position in this house is only a daughter-in-law and you have to obey what Mama said! You should side with Mama. That way, your life in this house will be calm and safe." cut Sonia who turned sharply towards Namira.
Namira was silent. From his movements, the beautiful woman who was the first wife of Farhan was indeed doubtful. But on the other hand, he must maintain his position as a wife and daughter-in-law in Sonia's house, and try to defeat Shafia. Especially considering Shafia is the daughter-in-law of choice who will also be Sonia's favorite daughter-in-law because Shafia is, ah already. That issue need not be discussed this time.
"All right, I'll help Mama."
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