I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

Chapter 51. Widow Candidate

"I am from Yogya, only my husband lives in this city." Ms. Dito tried to start a conversation with my mother-in-law.

"Oh that? I'm original here. Oh yeah, was he said to be the daughter of my daughter-in-law's mother's close friend?" ask the mother-in-law in a high voice.

"Yes indeed. Julio is close to Hani and her son. That's why I play here, kangen the same Fahmi me."

I almost choked on hearing the mother-in-law debate and the BU dito. Bru-hurried I took a deep breath, then grabbed the hand of the mother-in-law to help prepare dinner for our guests.

"I'm getting ready for dinner, yeah, Miss Dito. Sorry, we stayed inside for a while. I call you Fahmi" I said nervously.

Despite seeming reluctant, the mother-in-law was forced to follow my invitation inside. I slowly led her cold sweaty hands.

"Did he say that?" whispered mother in my ear.

"What, Mom?"

"The kid's a close friend of yours. So it turns out you betrayed Bayu too?" accuse my mother-in-law of suddenly, her sharp gaze makes me like a self-informed person.

"Mother misunderstood. Hani was close to her son, but we knew him after I left the house, Mom," I explained.

"It's the same. You are not divorced, have dared to approach the other man what is his name if not playing behind?"

"Hani doesn't approach other men, ma'am. Julio was Fahmi's teacher. We haven't known you for long."

"Empg. I do not believe, you have a lot of heart with Bayu. Pantesan you're still fighting divorce, have found it instead." Mother-in-law put boxes of taperware containing food on the dining table with sewot.

I looked at her as I stroked my chest, my mother-in-law's disposition has not changed.

"Hani call Fahmi first, ma'am."

My mother-in-law did not answer, she pulled out a chair and sat up with her chin on the dinner table in a very angry look.

It feels bad to make Miss Dito long wait alone in the living room, I immediately call Fahmi to go to the living room first. I went back to the dining table, arranged the dishes at the table and prepared the tableware for the five of us.

Just now Fahmi came out to see Bu Dito, already heard the excitement of their laughter from the living room. My mother-in-law's face grew sour, she grabbed a spoon and dropped it on the floor in annoyance.

"Mom, please understand Hani's situation, we must glorify the guest. If you can't accompany my guest, you can rest in the room first. Hani will take her dinner to the room." I don't know if my courage comes because what, I don't want my mother-in-law to act when with Miss Dito later.

I know my mother-in-law very well. Pham was right as he had disagreed with one thing that was unacceptable in his heart and mind.

"Why don't you tell me to go home? How dare you say that." My mother-in-law stood with a sharp look.

"Mom, shame if you hear Miss Dito, don't be loud. Sorry if Hani misspoke. But Ms. Dito is a good person, so we don't deserve to be prepared to be unfriendly to her." I tried to calm my mother-in-law.

"Yes. Defend your new in-laws, he's richer than us, right? I want to call Bayu, I want to go home now." Disappointed, she was about to move into the room.

"Mom, if Mas Bayu had come home would have invited mom here. I can accompany my guest, but Hani hopes we'll carefully carry ourselves."

"I'll just go to the room."

My mother-in-law is the type of person who can't cover up her discomfort if she's not in tune with one thing. While Ms. Dito I observed looks soft and warm. I just can't bear to Miss Dito, if my mother-in-law can't help herself knowing better about me and my son.

"Nearly two months have we met?" ma'am Dito asked as I was just sitting back to see him in the living room.

"Yes, Mom. Very quickly time passed. You're healthy, right?" I smile.

"Yes. I'm waiting for you to play at home anyway. Yes, I've been here. Where's her mother-in-law?"

"Eeemm, in Mom's room. Not feeling well."

I nervously answered a question about my mother-in-law, then I asked Fahmi to deliver a cup of cake for Bu Dito's driver who chose to wait in the car.

"So your mother-in-law stayed with you? She said Hani's getting divorced, right?"

"Mother-in-law has her own place to live, Mom. It just so happened to be left out of town so stay here first."

"Oh that? You pinter take your mother-in-law's heart apparently. Looks like he still loves you, you're not willing to marry again."

"I've considered mother-in-law like my own mother, however she is Fahmi's grandmother, and I have lived at home for a long time."

"Yes, looks, really. It's only natural that your mother-in-law isn't happy that I'm here."

We talked for a while, until the prayer time arrived. We celebrated four rakaats, but the mother-in-law still did not want to get out of the room.

Fahmi pampit to do his schoolwork after we had dinner together. It's still not eight o'clock at night, Ms. Dito still looks at home in our place.

"So Julio has it been you haven't?" ms. Dito asked as she patted my thigh, we sat side by side on the long sofa.

"What's it, huh, Mom?"

"That's you want to get married when?"

"We're just getting close, ma'am. I have not officially divorced, there is still an iddah period as well. You're not shy about having a daughter-in-law's widow's son?" just polite.

"I never asked Julio to have a girl. Who wants to marry the Ijul, he who walks in who feels happy and suitable or not. If you're a widow, it's not your fault."

"But most people assume women are wrong if they get divorced. Especially if the husband has another woman, the wife is considered not to be care for the husband. You're not afraid I'm not worthy of Mr Julio?"

"Julio was once forced to marry, but we chose the wrong wife. If according to Ijul you're a good woman, me and his father are sure."

"Thank you, ma'am, I have a child, she's also my consideration for another marriage."

"Don't worry, my son will love you just as much as my other grandchildren. Make a prenup if you have any doubts."

I'm confused, imagining going into the family of businessman class Mr. Dito has made my nyaliku shrivel first. Mr. Julio is indeed a widower, but with his good social strata he can get a wife who is still a girl and more equal to him. Fear looms over me, can Mr Julio remain faithful if another woman is present among us? I don't think I know him very well.

"I called Julio, yeah. I You heard Ijul lamar you right now." Ms. Dito took the phone from her black leather bag."

"Mom Dito, I want to talk to you for a minute." My mother-in-law's voice? I looked towards the middle room. My mother-in-law was standing behind the sofa we were sitting on. His face was very sour, the streak of anger was clearly painted there.