I'm Not the Dream Son-in-law

I'm Not the Dream Son-in-law
Part 2



My heart seemed to stop when I saw a man I admired now with another woman. The beautiful woman clasped tightly onto Mas Farhan's hand. But he brusquely brushed her off, upsetting her and stomping her feet on the floor.


"You why the hell Mas," I still heard his spoiled voice.


"You are why! I don't like your aggressive attitude." Mas Farhan's voice was slightly stifled fearing that everyone was listening to him.


Mas Farhan my husband left the woman. I saw mother and Septi greeting the woman, the three were so familiar what was with them? Is it true that Mas Farhan cheated? What was it, as if she was worried about him? Or he knows I'm here, but I don't think it's possible, do I wear a veil.


"Lin, where's Farhan?" Ma'am Septi asked softly, in contrast to my high shrill voice tone in the ears


"He's gone Ma'am, Aunty" he said in a disappointed tone.


I continued to observe the three women, at a glance mama glanced at me. There was a sense of anxiety enveloping this heart.


"Huhn?" Call Mama when you see Farhan's about to come out.


"Where are you going?" He asked again as Mas Farhan approached and kissed the back of his hand.


"Farhan wants to pick up Rina ma, he must have waited a long time." His word.


"Si Rina did not come, Mama has invited her but she even nyolot with Mama and Mama."


Waw. Very cool acting mama, she was bad at me apparently. I really want to give them credit for acting perfectly, unfortunately, Farhan understood what his mother said.


"Ma, I know Rina's true character and nature, she's not who you say she is." Strictly again and leave them.


I saw my mother's face angry and upset. But my heart was happy with my husband's defense that my husband preferred his wife over his mother's words.


"Mas! Uhh! I how? Don't go!" Pinta Lina whimpered asking mama to prevent Farhan from leaving.


I smiled and shook my head, it turned out that Farhan was not at all tempted by a woman named Lina, indeed, her appearance was okay bohay and plump, rarely a man in a goldfish treats plump but rejected.


One word for mas Farhan 'goodjob' husband resist the temptation of another woman.


"Catch there! Don't let Farhan come home and come again with his wife, Aunt doesn't have a ghost like him, Farhan's eyes are blind times yes, there are beautiful women, sexy and highly educated career again do not want, no, what's so special about that Rina," he said with his face.


"Yes Lin, Mbak is also embarrassed to have a brother-in-law really, really," Mbak Septi said.


I do not mind the babble in-laws and brother-in-law better I go home before the first Farhan mas who reached home. I reached for a sling bag to pick up the phone then I tapped it with a smile etched beautifully on my lips.


Until my parking lot saw Farhan turn his head to look at me who passed him without blinking his eyes.


I wondered if he recognized me, so he looked at me without blinking.


"Mas, a bit speeding yes," I asked because I saw from the rearview mirror of the motor if mas Farhan followed us, what happened to pass or? My heart was getting scared, afraid that it would be discovered.


"Mas, is there no other way," I asked again.


"There's Ma'am. The rat road."


"We're going through there just let's get there quickly."


Mas ojol nods his head, finally we parted I turned right into the alley, while mas Farhan drove straight.


Safe.


I entered through the back door so as not to be discovered bi Atun.


Uh. Relieved it.


Tok


Tok


Tok


The door of my room was knocked by someone must be Farhan mas," fortunately I have gone home first," I said in my heart by stroking my chest.


"Come in, not locked," I cried without looking.


"Darling, how come you're not ready?" Ask by walking towards me.


I looked at the stern and handsome face that was smiling at me. I returned her charming smile, "duh? Whose husband, this. Very jolly." Godaku by stroking the chest of his field.


"Who's wife, who's flirtatious and smart, teases,"


"His wife is the honorable Mr. Farhan" I replied with respect to him.


We both snickered in a hugging position.


"Ih. We look like Teletubbies."


"Yes." Yeah." Sahut Mas Farhan's.


"Udah ah, don't hold a hug on kebablasan. Kan, we're going to Om Gani's show."


"I'm not coming ah."


"Why?" Ask wonder.


"Atit?" Knockabout.


"That part of your head is always going there. Can you go home, honey?"


"Wants now, doesn't want to later," he plucked his lips.


Mas Farhan shook his head to see the behavior of his innocent wife whose validity was flattened.


"Esanya do not mostly read the novel rate 21 so gini right, the contents of his head slide a little." His whisper was right in his ear.


"Ih. Sebel. I haven't read a novel all day? Ahem-ehem time just have to read a novel, not really fun you Mas." He said with manyun.


Farhan just smiled and kissed the lips.


"Sugary."


"Mode! Where there were sweet lips, there were also-" Rina was speechless unable to continue her words.


"Also what, you answer." Farhan.


"Oh ah dark!"


"Light knows!"


That's how every night a couple of newlyweds behave. Every night was full of smiles of happiness.


"Rin," call her.


"What?" The answer.


"So going to Om Gani's show isn't good if we don't come?" Mas Farhan reminded me, with a tangled face I also took off my hug and walked towards the bathroom to just wash my face.


Fifteen minutes of twitching in front of the mirror was finally done as well, putting the makeup tools in place.


It turned out that Farhan mas had just left this afternoon to buy new clothes that were very beautiful fitting on my body.


"Mas, thank you the game is good," I said.


"Do you like the game?" He asked with a beautiful smile.


I just nodded.


Om Gani's show is almost done because we're new until it's understood because Teletubbies are so late, then? Who's in the wrong?


We were both wearing our favorite color of taupelan, the color of coksu mas Farhan flanking my hand he did not want to be far from his bar-bar wife.


"Happy birthday Om, sorry we're late" Mas Farhan shook his hand to Om Gani and kissed the back of his hand.


"No papa Farhan, Om knows. It's hard to persuade a rich man's camp wife." He said with a quick glance towards Rina.


"His words are so incredibly perishing that they pierced into the recesses of my heart, soul steady if you all knew who I was, you would surely bow down to me." His vow is in the heart.


"Han, how do you work, all right," asked Om Gani.


"Mas, I went to the park anyway" I said honestly I'm sick of all this, here it's free only in cuekin no father, not his son is equally willing to insult people who don't have it.


Mas Farhan seemed to understand the situation is not good for his wife.


"Yes, my dear not long after we're done coming home."


From home I have prepared polite words for Om Gani, uh it turns out in cuekin gini, swear by Alek really hurt my heart.


Now I sit pensively in the park that befriends the dim lights, many times I exhale boring because too long wait for Farhan mas. Most likely Farhan mas detained by Kala Gondang so as not to go home quickly.


"It's boring to be alone just befriending the sound of a cricket." Curse it by rubbing his palms that are starting to cool.


Lina did not realize that she was being watched by someone. The man smiled at Rina's chatter.


The man followed Rina since Lina inside. I don't know what it means to follow Rina, whether it's Om Gani or someone else.


"Rina, I'd love to give you some warmth, but I don't have the courage to! I can only see you from a distance. I really want to forget you Rin, why is it so hard, the more I forget the more I remember you. Please answer me, Rin! I have to how," he shouted making Rina look back.


"Who's yelling here?" His mind by stroking his hand.


Srek.


Rina walked towards the source of the nurturing voice, but her feet stepped on the plastic bottle that made a sound.


"Hey. Bottles. You startled me, thankfully I don't have a heart history." Resenting.


The man left the park before meeting with Rina, he did not want to have to hear rejection from Rina enough to be rejected twice not to hear the word 'decline' the third time.


Seriate.


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