I'm Not the First

Chapters. 19

Ms. Inggrid smiled in front of her grandchildren, "if that's the case, in the afternoon we return to Jakarta, but you should spend a few days here again so that you soon have a baby dede," obviously Bu Ingrid.

Asti who heard the words of her mother-in-law was made to blush in shame and immediately lowered her head so embarrassed to hear her in-laws.

"Thank God, thank you very much, God.I am very grateful that my husband, in-laws and children of her husband my grandchildren treat her very well, may they always be good and love Asti until the end of time, I hope their marriage lasts, sadinah mawadah warahmah to grandparents," inwardly Bu Aminah Asti's adoptive grandmother.

Yudha smiled wryly, "It seems that Mama's plan can not be a reality because I have gotten a call from my boss, if the problem for the baby dad and mom can be at home in Jakarta, Jakarta,what do you think, baby?" Ask Yudha while holding her hand Asti with affection.

Asti smiled before answering a question from her husband, "if according to Asti it does not matter to me, I leave everything to Mas Yudha only, I will leave it to Mas Yudha, because for Asti all decisions whatever it is I leave it to Mas to decide it because I believe it is the best" Asti said.

Bu Inggrid smiled seeing the compactness of the two of them as a married couple, Bu Ingrid was happy because Asti was a woman who did not demand much on her husband.

"Thank God, my son has a good wife, kindness, care and compassion, I have absolutely no wrong choice to make Asti my daughter-in-law and I wish Asti was different from her former wife Amelia," the Inner Bu Ingrid.

"Then, Asti pack your clothes dearly because after the prayer of the dzuhur we will depart" asked Yudha in front of his wife.

Asti who heard the order from her husband immediately said goodbye to those who happened to be in the room.

Yudha was a little agitated because her phone had been shaking thankfully she had always not activated her ringtone.

"What the hell does Andien want! Though I have told him repeatedly to never contact me if not me first," he said a little annoyed with the behavior of his wife.

Bu Inggrid who saw the restlessness of his son only occasionally glanced at his son. While the one stared by his mother did not feel at all if he became the center of attention of several pairs of eyes.

Yudha immediately sent a chat number Andien," baby, little patience why I'm not possible after the completion of the marriage directly back to Jakarta to meet you, besides you will have rations and turns so now it is time to be with Asti," the contents of Yudha's chat and then immediately deactivate the phone.

A few moments later they returned to the capital Jakarta. Tears of sadness and tears of sadness color the departure of Asti and their large family entourage.

"My granddaughter, I love you so much but now the responsibility is in your husband's hands son and hopefully you can meet your biological parents soon too," Ms. Aminah sat down while wiping her tears which represented her feelings so sad to take off for the second time her granddaughter to the capital city of Jakarta but with different reasons.

Asti used to go to the capital city of Jakarta to work at the house of Mrs Inggrid on the basis of a solicitation from her aunt Ani and now because Asti became a wife and new daughter-in-law in the Yudha extended family.

"Grandmother, pray that Asti will always be a wife who is always obedient and respectful to my husband," asti's great-grandson while staring at his Grandmother until they could no longer see the body of his Grandmother who stood in front of the wooden fence of his house.

Their marriage is like any other normal wedding out there. Sometimes they eat together at home or choose outside with their three children. Asti woke up this morning because she would serve food for breakfast for her husband and his children.

Yudha blinked both eyes she looked to her side but, no longer finding the whereabouts of his wife.

"Asti where? What time is it?" He muttered as he glanced towards the clock firmly attached to the wall of his house.

The clock shows the number six, id immediately got up from his sleep then rushed into the bathroom because he had to rush to his office because today he had to hold and follow a meeting in his office.

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