Hugging Memories

Showdown

"Good night, sir, Miss, please come in" Bi Nur greeted his young master. Not to forget Nasyra handed over the cake that had been purchased at a famous bakery when leaving.

"Good night, Bi." Nasyra replied with a friendly smile, while Rama only nodded faintly at Bi Nur.

The couple went inside, swinging their steps towards the living room located in the corner of the right room.

"Night, Pa, Ma." Rama approached his parents, and Nasyra followed her husband who was shaking hands.

"What a beauty to my son-in-law" said Fira in pleasantries. He stood looking at Nasyra from top to bottom. Do not forget once in a while the woman flicked the hand fan she was holding.

Nasyra only commented on the thin smile mixed with nervouse. All this time his mother-in-law always behaved sweetly in front of Rama alone. Unlike when Nasyra was only alone with the middle-aged woman, there must always be a remark that would eat her heart.

Fira and Irsan immediately invited the child and his daughter-in-law to rush to the dining table. The clock shows at 19:30, they should have come early, because the streets are crowded enough to make them late to their parents' house.

"Oh yes, Mama Sama Bi Nur cooked your favorite food, dear. Let's eat!" take Fira to Rama. He loved that only boy.

"Yes, Ma."

Rama also walked while wrapping his right hand to Nasyra's waist. Arriving at the dining table, Fira and Irsan sat side by side, while Nasyra and Rama on the opposite side also sat side by side.

At the dining table there are various kinds of menus that are served, such as rendang, broccoli, grilled gurame, and also squid, complete with a variety of sambal in the middle.

"Take ya, the food?" bargain Fira on Nasyra.

"No need Ma, thank you. Nasyra can take it for himself."

The plate in front of Rama was diangakat Nasyra and poured enough rice, and took the favorite side dish of Rama, namely rendang, and spicy calamari.

The simple dinner of the Irsan family was enough to create a warm atmosphere between his son-in-law and also his father-in-law. Irsan is indeed a man who does not talk much, even to his daughter-in-law once. He only spoke as necessary. Not because Irsan did not like Nasyra, but Irsan rarely communicated with the old type since adolescence.

After the dinner was over, they rushed towards the lounge, there was a television and also a massage chair that had always been Irsan's favorite place in the tired after work.

"Pa, her son Dian is already pregnant again. He now has two grandchildren. I'm envious, Pa." Fira said to Irsan while looking at the photo on her phone screen.

"Look, it's Pa!" Fira showed a photo of the friend in question, who she said already had two grandchildren. Though his intention just wanted to make Nasyra hurt.

Rama was seen indifferent not responding to the chatter of his mother, he focused more on the newspaper he read, while Nasyra, he focused on the television broadcast in front of him.

"Ma, don't be noisy!" Irsan said with a puff.

Finally Rama spoke up after he was uncomfortable hearing the voice of his mother who had always chattered about children.

"Ma, we've also been working. So just wait for the results," said Rama ended the discussion about children. He understood that at this time Nasyra's feelings must have been troubled due to discussing the matter of pregnancy.

"Rama, Papa and Mama really want nimang grandchildren, actually among you who the hell is in trouble?" chirp Fira with a rough.

"Ma, stop. Don't keep pushing them, pity. We are patient." Irsan snapped, he really didn't like to hear the commotion.

Irsan and Rama then talked about the development of business in their company. Rama as the sole heir is expected Irsan to be a worthy and armed leader like himself.

Nasyra and Fira who had been silent since before while playing her phone did not understand the chatter of the men. Moments later, Fira suddenly invites Nasyra to come with her to the upper room.

"Nasyra, come with Mama to the room, yuk!"

Nasyra with a face full of doubt as if he wanted to refuse, but there is no way he was disrespectful to his mother-in-law.

"Ah, yes, Ma." Nasyra went up and followed Fira up the stairs.

In the room, Fira immediately showered Nasyra with questions that hurt him.

"Where is Rama's wife? Yes it must be good dong, my son is rich, you ask for anything must be loved!" Fira grinned, her eyes looking very sharp looking at Nasyra.

"I mean Mama, what?"

"Devil, don't pretend to be innocent! I know you only want my son's money, right?"

"No, Ma. I never thought about it."

"Instead, you are not pregnant yet. You were intentional, right? So that you do not want to bother taking care of the child of Rama? Intentionally want to drain my son's treasure?! You took the Pill, right?!" The woman continued to corner Nasyra.

Connect ....

Don't forget the traces, my friends...

Thank you for stopping by.