HANA LOVE STORY'S

Chapter 61

"It's still not up your favorite daughter-in-law, Dad?" I heard Mira's voice. Randy slowed his pace until he stopped behind an open kitchen door.

"His son-in-law, Mom. She's her husband our only child. If you love the same child, learn to love his partner he also "ralat Pak Hadi reminded the wife.

"Yes, deh. But the dad who fucked up had his daughter-in-law, the mom's not so bad."

"But Mother, who liked him first. Wong our child is a spoiled manut aja in soul mate." denied Mr. Hadi.

"But that was before he had our son's polygamy. Mother still not willing, my only son became a second wife."

"St! Keep your voice down, Mom. Someone will hear."

"Let him be horrified! "

"Oh my God, Mom. Don't make me feel like I made a wrong decision. Don't hate him so much.

Randy's son, that's not what he wants, 'cause the girl's sick. It's also good, although for most women in the polygamy world it's something that should be avoided and prevented."

"Well, why did you even kill him, instead of our son?" mira repet.

"Who is defending? Our children willingly volunteer. That means she has prepared her heart, her husband shares love with other women halal. I just look at it from a male point of view. From Randy's point of view. Moreover, polygamy is allowed by religion, and on condition that it does not make the right of the wife absolutely lost. And most importantly, he did so not out of will, but a family demand. She loves her mother and foster sister."

"But that's not the way either, Dad. Huh, same thing turned out. He wants that guy. Watch out if you have polygamous thoughts, will you not sunatin?" pak Hadi's reflexes held the lower part of his stomach slightly bulging.

"Wow, I'm horrified to be angry. Nay! If he's missing, I'm home to Nyai! Mother is also a loser!" mama Mira is cheating. Mr. Hadi smiled seductively at his wife who sulked, the tail of his eyes looking at where the step of Mira who opened the refrigerator and took some vegetables.

"With that in mind, do not think much less about the intention to make polygamy. No loss also Mother if you have a father circumcised again. Instead of it being shared, just disappear! " mr. Hadi sighed. The coffee was a little cold, and he sipped it. His wife, if she gets angry, her talk isn't filtered. But that's only for husband and children. Outside the house, his wife is good at maintaining her husband's image.

" Why yes, honey is delicious and healthy as well. But if the woman in the honey, the tip of the end of the pecking not accept."

"What?" pak Hadi jumped in shock, the sharper the look of Mira maam on her husband. Realizing the atmosphere is getting hotter, Mr. Hadi shifted the theme of the conversation.

"Eh, make Randy a coffee, ma'am. He went to the mosque with Dad! Then go up again.Let me bring it to his room." want to run, continued surely the end will be a quarrel. So, Mr. Hadi thought it was better to leave soon, than the roaring lioness would skin herself again. Undisputed orders, Mira. Slowly the middle-aged woman headed for the flask she had just filled, but a moment later fell silent digesting the husband's speech.

"Eh, why was he taken to his room? Dad's an old man, looking?" stop, do not pour hot water on the coffee glass, and look at her husband.

"Astaghfirullah, Mom. Mind it, mbok ya healthy. Ngapain ngintip son-in-law. Mending also practice alone, already memorized, do not need to use the tutorial. While the bristles can also. Want now? Who's afraid!" said Mr. Hadi originally, then sipped his coffee until it ran out. A pair of ears that heard from behind the door, holding back laughter will answer Mr. Hadi.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Mira's mouth that almost answered, stopped and only a moment later clenched again, seeing Randy into the kitchen.

"Eh, hail waalaikum. Yuk, coffee for Randy. Come on, mom, pour that water! " pak Hadi's orders, but immediately prevented Randy.

"No, Dad. Later aja. I'm here to ask Mom, there's turmeric, isn't there, Mom?"

"Kunyits? There are! Make what?"

"There's more stomach pain, said Hana usually mom make turmeric if she's that again."

"His stomach acid rose again as it seemed. Don't eat late, don't stress, it's hard. This turn will be. Yaudah, I made it first, I'll take you to the room! " mrs Mira was nagging. Randy nodded in disagreement. And smiling imagining himself in the position of the father, and Hana nagged herself.

"Let me, Mom. I'm used to it, make my sister herbal medicine. So it doesn't matter let me make it." Mira was silent, showing the place where she keeps turmeric and other rhizomes, then away. Sit near Mr. Hadi.

Mr. Hadi and Ms. Mira sat down with cooking ingredients on the table, saw Randy who was so deft and painstakingly peeling turmeric, slicing his slices and then put in a small pot that was appointed by Mira to poke herbs.

Doesn't take long the turmeric nodokan is ready. After giving a little java sugar, and poured into a glass, Randy took him to the room after saying goodbye to his father and mother-in-law.

"Drink, deck! This is the herbal concoction made me. Hope you can reduce her stomach pain!" randy said with a glass in his hand.

Hana woke up still holding her stomach. Occasionally he hissed because of pain in the heart.

"It hurts, huh?" Hana nodded. And immediately drink after saying a prayer, so that the herbal medicine that is drunk gives a healing effect.

"Udah, lay again gih. Let the spit recover." Randy painstakingly enveloped Hana who was lying down again with her legs bent to the stomach. Mlungker.

"False, Brother. I want to take care of me! Make me a jamu."

"same. It is our duty to take care of each other, because from the time of jabul yesterday, we are part of a unity."

"You're sick, I feel, you're happy, I'm happy. You're sad, there's my shoulder for where you lean. I am the place where you complain, and vice versa. So, don't hesitate." Hana nodded, not refusing when Randy rubbed his black mane.

"Sister, how's Yuri?"

"Here, don't think of him. He must be fine with Mommy now." replied Randy calmly. Hana got up and sat down cross-legged, her hands resting on a pillow on her lap.

"Inshaallah, I'll work on it. I love you both to a different degree. I love her as a sister, and I love you as a wife. God willing, even though I'm with you more often, that's what he told me yesterday."

"Certainly, where will I live? Here, or the three at Randy's?" there was a bitter tone in Hana's words. Home with honey. Which woman would, maybe a million to one. There will be more pain. Oosera.

" I want you to be comfortable. I want you how. I'm not going to make three lives, but please don't burden me, either." Pinta Randy really.

"If I stay in this house, what?" hana's suggestion that makes Randy quiet.

"Sleep again, Deck. We will think about it while walking. Yes, because it was all too sudden. And if Dek Hana's healthy, I want to take you on the road." Hana nodded obediently, and lay down again.

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The sun was bright, the young man and middle-aged man with the status of son-in-law and in-laws were sitting opposite, in front of him presented some snacks on the plate that had partly moved into the stomach of both.

"Salman has paid off all expenses incurred for the reception yesterday. We don't spend a penny, it's all borne by Salman and his parents." Mr. Hadi looked at his son-in-law.

"I'll give you the money back, Dad. Immediately. Let me not feel indebted to him." replied Randy quickly without a doubt. Salman set the concept of marriage and all the bad teknya, but Randy who enjoyed it. What a great pleasure he got. When he gave up and gave up. God gave us a way to reach his love. Now the girl he loved was legitimately his.

"Thank you son Randy for saving us from shame. Although the unpleasant gossip must still exist, it is natural. Let nothing bad happen, something good is not even separated from the scorn and gossip of people. Either because of envy, or because of hate."

"Yes, Dad. There is always wisdom behind all this. It's God's destiny with an unexpected path."

"Please keep your trust with me, son. Treat your son well. He loves you, I know that."

" God willing, Dad. I also love Hana very much, I promise I will treat her well, will try to always make her happy, and be fair to her and Yuri."

By the way about Yuri, Randy so remembered until now from yesterday he did not know the news. He also suspected that the woman must have been invited to the orphanage and stayed there.

"Sorry, Dad. I forgot something. Permission to the room first, see the state of Hana. " Hadi sir nodded in agreement.

Arriving in the room, he did not find Hana in the bed. There was water in the bathroom. Maybe he's taking a shower, Randy thought.

Threw hape on the table, after scrolling the name contacted, he also pressed the call button, while walking towards the balcony. Connected but not lifted.

Is Yuri still sleeping?

Pressed again the call button, still unanswered. He then called the name of the contact Mother.

"Hello, assalamu'alaikum. "

"Waalaikumsalam, how are you?" the one across the phone laughed, but it sounded strange.

"Tumben morning call nanyain news Mother, who asked the newlyweds again, of course the news of Mommy is healthy, Ran. "he replied later, Mother like hiding something.

"Thank God, mm Bun. Want to ask, is Yuri with Mother? What kind of parlour did she go to in the same house as Sindy and Bibi?" for a few moments there was no answer.

"Bone! " randy's feelings are starting to get bad.

"Mm, uh yeah, Ran." The voice across there stuttered.

"Yes, Yuri with Mother at the Panti. Don't worry, Yuri's fine. Enjoy your new bride's time, yeah! Hail to Hana."

"What is he doing, Bun? How come I didn't pick up the phone?" Randy cut off his foster mother's speech.

"She was sleeping, she did say she didn't want to interrupt your day with Hana. That's why, he's silent on his phone. Never mind, trust Yuri with Mother yes, greetings to Hana! Sorry, Mother is busy. Mother close first, Assalamu'alaikum." Ms. Hilma turned off the phone unilaterally.

Unwilling to make matters worse, Randy closes his phone, and turns around, and finds Hana watching him from behind the bedroom door, fully dressed.

"Call who, brother?" Randy smiled watching the very wife who strengthened the aroma so fresh and seduced his desire.

"Are you better, Dek? How's her stomach healed?" Randy did not answer, Hana just nodded, her lips were muddled because Randy approached her, only a few inches away in front of her. And stared at him unblinking.

Restoring soul body. Complain Hana.

"What a beauty my wife. But, it would look even more beautiful if this was in front of her husband!"

"Ah, Brother Randy! No!"

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Hayoo, flanked by Hana and Randy.