Husband Crazy. (Sad Hurt)

Chapters 12. I'm Not Mandul!

At nine o'clock in the morning, Mala Rahajeng came to his son's residence. Maybe his determination was completely round. He prefers to win the ego.

"Research ... Rest ... Where are you, Restu?"

"Mom, Mas Restu again in the kitchen, Mah. Let's sit down, Mah."

"What are you making to drink, Mah? So Rain call me Mas Restu?"

Mala refuses to answer her daughter-in-law's questions. He even stepped into the kitchen leaving Rain with a million questions.

"Restu ...," he cried as he walked.

Restu who felt his name was called He immediately went to the source of the voice.

"Mammy? Why the hell is yelling?"

"Here come mamah," he said.

"Restu, you want to get married again soon!"

Rain who heard about it began to feel trembling in both of his legs. He was like he was struck by lightning. He hoped his hearing had just been impaired. But this is real what her in-laws just said.

"I-I mean, Ma-mamah?"

"You're deaf, yeah, Rain. I want Restu to get married again. I've been waiting too long for the grandchildren to come!"

"Mama please be patient. Mas Restu and I are also trying, in fact Allah has not yet entrusted the sustenance, Mah."

"Can you give me a grandchild? Can't, can you? Yes, obviously you can't. You're a cripple, you're barren, Rain!"

"Well, whenever you want, you will have no children. You're barren, Rain!" snapped it.

"Enough, Mah! I'm not barren." Rain began to meet with higher intonation.

"Already, Rain. He said you are a godly wife, if it is true, you should allow your husband to remarry dong!"

Then Rain looked to the side, trying to break her husband's daydream.

"Mas Restu, please say something to your mother, Mas. Tell the truth if Mas Restu never want to be invited to therapy. Please say, Mas."

"Easy! You are barren so you have to accept the reality! I don't need permission from you because my son's Restu!"

"Did Mamah forget, if Mas Restu was also my husband. Mah, please understand. I don't want to be a bad son-in-law. But please, Mah. Do not judge me like that, all this time Mas Restu never wanted, to be invited to therapy. So does Mamah know who's barren, me or Mas Restu. Please Mah, stop don't judge me like that. I'm also human like Mamah, I can be hurt too."

Apparently the woman's defense collapsed. Her tears could no longer be held back. His heart really hurt. How not, after being asked to allow her husband to do polygamy after that her in-laws insult her all out.

"Enough, Rain! What do you mean say that? You're accusing me of being barren?"

"I'm not accusing Mas Restu. No one knows who is really in trouble. This is kenyaataan, Mas. It's true, isn't it, if Mas Restu never wanted me to take him to therapy?"

Restu did not respond to the words of his wife, he was upset. He left the two women who had just made his mood fall apart.

Both of Rain's hands were focused on drowning his face. Just yesterday it felt happy. Just yesterday he got a giant dorami. And now, everything had changed wounds. This fast?

"La tahzan, this is ma'a sobirin."

Instantly, Rain immediately raised his face, "Dik Yordhii?"

"Don't grieve. God is with those who are patient. That's, isn't that what Brother-in-law always told me?"

"Yes, Brother. Thanks for reminding me."

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