Husband, If Your Father Is On Your Mother, Your Sins Are On Me

Episode 17's

I have severe nausea and vomiting. For some reason, my sense of smell became very sharp and my sense of taste became very sensitive. I can't eat everything I want. If I violated then the effect is not kidding.

Mas Yandri always prepared all my needs before leaving for work because most of the day I could only lie down. This condition is not every day. Sometimes when I wake up in the morning, I feel fresh. If so, I can diligently clean up all the abandoned homework. But yes, this condition is not every day.

Like this morning, I woke up with a light body. After cleaning the house, I went out to breathe some fresh air and waited for the greengrocer. The mothers who used to sit across from my house have also gathered.

"Vegettes...."

After the figure of the vegetable maker I was waiting for was seen, I opened the fence and went out. Not yet arrived at the place of the vegetable maker, the voice of Bu Jejen was heard filling the eardrum.

"Tumben Re, you're out. Doesn't it hurt anymore?"

I took a quick glance and refocused my sight on the merchandise.

"Who said?"

"Loh, yes I said. You haven't been out of the house in a few days, let alone trying if you're not sick?" chetus

"Sotoy's mother."

"Sotoy? What's sotoy?!" Ms. Jejen looked at me curiously.

"Ah kepo Bu Jejen mah, all you want to know." I chose not to serve him.

***

"Don't eat carelessly, Re! Plenty rest! Vegetable fruit do not miss! Vitamins from doctors are drunk! How the hell, already want to be a mother still have to be iningetin! You forgetful son-in-law!"

I smiled broadly at my mother-in-law's chattering. Yes, Mas Yandri's mother was not a gentle human type. Her ugly face and piercing words would make people think she was a cruel woman. Though not. My queen-in-law's mother-in-law was an observer in silence. He was not the type of person who could clearly express concern or affection. He has his own way. This is what often makes misunderstandings. Point is? Communications.

"Yes, queen, Neng Denger. Neng's ears hurt, mom says it's loud."

"Yes you, so the installment's son-in-law! Where do you believe you can be relied upon! Anyway don't be afraid! Not much behavior! At home, sleeping! Yandri told me to eat outside for a while!"

"Yes ready queen mother, Neng understands."

I was silent because I remembered something.

"Who's mother was helped there? After Neng moved, who cooked? Holy ones? Which is sorted out?"

Mother-in-law laughed. "Yes Ana and Lita dong. After you and Yandri moved in, they asked me to help you. If the cook remains the mother, because the mother is still obliged in their food affairs. At first, the mother did not accustom them to work at home to help. Because they need to focus on school. Now they are big and can manage their time. Yes, their mother ospek so they can do household work. Not your rich! First move the males for mercy! Nyuci every day nagging, but not more than ten clothes stel!"

I laughed considering the early moments of moving into the mother-in-law's house.

"Yes Neng before marriage think there will be a housekeeper for help," I defended myself.

Ms. Rere, wash it once a week. Mrs Rere, the cooks I can. Well, if so, how would you like?! Even if you are helped by a thousand ARTs, you are still the commanding officer, you are the queen!"

"Hahaha," I laughed after hearing the words of my mother-in-law.

***

"Neng, drinking coffee reduced huh?" Mas Yandri said to me after dinner.

"Make Mas?" I asked back.

Mas Yandri chuckled at me, "Yes for you Neng, you are pregnant, a bit less scrapped in his coffee. Change the milk."

"Yes, Neng will buy milk."

Mas Yandri sat on the sofa and called out to me. "Neng, come here."

I handed him a glass of Mas Yandri's coffee and sat down next to him. "What's up, Mom?"

"Mas wants a story. But this is just a story."

I nodded in understanding and started to look at him intensely.

"Si Bagas ketauan make money office, Neng. The nominal is good."

My eyes must have glared without me noticing because Mas Yandri suddenly laughed.

"It's his face, usually" he laughed.

"Your suspicions were real yesterday. You see OB office this morning story, if he is often told to be the same Bagas to enter something into the drink Mas.

Bagas said, it's Mas's medicine. Bagas reasoned that Mas told him to prepare the medicine because Mas was very sick. Until just this morning, the OB said fit again nganter tea, if the mas medicine has not been entered because the Bagas did not ngasi to him."

Mas Yandri sipped his coffee slowly.

"Yes dong, what does it mean. And OB is the story of all."

I was stunned in disbelief. I don't think Mas Yandri's men will go that far.

"But why not?" I was afraid something would happen to my husband.

"Why not Neng. In religion we are encouraged to always say Basmalah every time we will do something. A little bit of it affects. Because whatever we do, want to work, eat or drink or whatever always mention the name of God. So the bad things will stay away." Mas Yandri explained.

I thank and say Hamdalah in my heart because my husband is still being protected. Allah is the best protector and the best guard.