I'm Not the Dream Son-in-law

The Part 25

There was no wind there was no rain in the morning blind mama and mbak Septi came with a plastic bag I guess it must be my favorite cake. Steamed brownies. The story is about to bribe.

"Assynammualaikum?" Mama's words are soft as cotton, since when is mama good with me? Probably since I was rich.

"Waalaikumsalaaam" I replied.

The two looked at me lovingly, huek, suddenly nauseous. I realized that watching them from the front garden, Mama and Mbak Septi pushed each other to enter, I just smiled at their behavior.

"There's Mama together mbak Septi, what's up? Not usually," I asked just a pleasantry.

"Emm." Mom seemed to doubt what to answer.

"Why," I looked at her face that began to overgrow fine lines under her eye bags but did not reduce the beauty of mama Leni.

"It's Rin, mama's making brownies steamed for Farhan," mama smiled awkwardly.

Since when did Farhan love steamed brownies? Farhan doesn't like cakes that are too sweet.

I frowned in wonder. Ma'am Septi nudged Mama's arm I heard Mbak Septi whispering.

"Farhan doesn't like Mama's brownies." Mom seems to be behaving wrongly.

"I mean to you, take it." He held out plastic to me

In order to keep the feeling of my mother taking the plastic I open the plastic bag brownish scent slurping on my nose, I really like this one snack it tastes sweet and soft.

"Well, it's very fragrant brownie ma, come on in," I tried to politely lose my sense of shame on them I'm sorry Mama.

Mama went into both of her net doesn't stop staring at the whole room of my house. Mama was amazed by the smile she put on my shoulder, mama sat me on the sofa.

Lah, who owns my house, I'm like a guest like this.

"Rin, sorry Mama, all this time has insulted you," he said with a brick.

Mama clasped my hands tightly and kissed her in a row, her hatred for me disappeared instantly seeing me rich.

"Where's Mama's grandson?" Ask again.

"Who's your granddaughter's name?" His impact in search of Rifa.

"Rifa Maulana." My answer.

Mama seemed to not accept if Rifa's last name had her husband's name, but she tried to calm down I know her heart still harbors hatred against me and Rifa.

"Mama Sam, what would Septi drink" I bargained.

"We go to the kitchen yes, yes, yes, yes" said Mbak Septi.

"Can." I rushed to the kitchen that they followed.

"Eh, this house is very big, the Rina can be like that, I don't think if the wheels of the world turn." Sounds from mom and mom Septi.

"About mama asking for money to be loved, yes" the soul of mama Leni's soul thrashed.

I who heard it became amused no longer hilarious how I did the work of pardon Baim O Allah. I giggled laughingly pretending to call Yuni in such a heavy shock.

"Yun, how are we going? Whaaat! This month's obset is up?" My lies.

It's true, both of them look at each other to throw a smile, I pretend not to see them my position is still receiving a call.

"What Yun, you've transferred a hundred million!" I screamed out loud I looked at my mama's face.

"Thanks you so much!" I ended a call that no one else called.

I looked back and smiled sweetly.

"Yes Ma'am, thank God my efforts are smooth." I threw my ass on the couch.

My mother approached and sat down beside me.

"Rin, what are you doing? Farhan also planted shares right, that's capital not your money, surely Farhan took part too."

Tuh right? What I said, must be mistaken for Farhan mas love capital with me.

I shook my head quickly.

"I tried to rempeyek eel when she was Ma's girl, far away, before knowing Farhan mas." My sweet smile faded away when I heard my reply which disappointed him.

I don't want to be branded as a bad son-in-law I gave some money to my beloved mother.

"Just be calm, every month I'll transfer money to Mama."

Mama smiled as her faint smile shone back. So did Septi, he thought I'd give him money! Dong gak. I was jolted as he berated me insulting me, the wound was still imprinted.

"Thank you Rin, forgive your mother's mistakes that often hurt you, once again apologize." Mom's voice shakes with sincerity when apologizing.

I clasped both hands and kissed the back of his hand.

"Ma, the one who's sorry is me, because she can't make you happy." I said with a smile.

"Mbak also apologizes to you Rin, Mbak has not been a good brother-in-law to you." Septi came closer and hugged me.

Huh.

Oeek, Rifa was crying like she woke up from her sleep.

"Ma, I went to the room first Rifa woke up," I walked towards the room.

"Oma's granddaughter is so pretty," mama stroked her cheeks gently.

"Aunty Dough, gurgle," Ma'am Septi pinched the gaiety of Rifa's cheeks.

Rifa was crying to see Ma'am Septi.

I kept Rifa away from her afraid that Rifa would cry again.

"Sir, Rifa's crying may not know Ma'am yet."

"Yes, you never play at mama's house."

"Rifa baby here, Oma wants to carry a sling." Mama stretched out her hands to hold Rifa.

Oeeekkk. Rifa was crying again.

"Darling this is Oma Rifa, don't cry yes," I tried to calm Rifa also introduced herself to Oma and her tant.

Rifa's cry was silent as I introduced her to mama.

Haoo, her tiny mouth is round funny, she smiles.

Mama shed her tears continuously staring at Rifa's tiny face.

"Sorry, Oma just got here, Rifa don't hate Oma."

I was shocked to hear my mother's confession.