Imram And Arul And My Solid Team

Chapter 78. Can You Understand My Position.

Working for my Uncle was exhausting, I had to charge the store, which he had brought, if he could not deposit to the driver, me and my husband, equally charged.

The core takes care of the wood that the container wants to send.

Not taking care of the driver, cooking rice I always do, if the driver is hungry the rest of the watering Indomie. If I spare I also buy fish in the harbor because it is cheap. Tell the kernek to burn if you want to burn fish, or I just fry it.

I'm very fierce at times, but mostly effective.

My driver, who was almost my father's age, always threw a tantrum, if I didn't give him his salary.

"Amira quickly give me my salary, two ret only."

At that time the driver got a salary of one ret home and returned it, three hundred thousand rupiah.

"Later take it back, my uncle gets mad if I take care of the paycheck."

"Hurry over here, get the money instead of me

pellet you're my 12th wife. "

That's how Mr. Amir always threatened me, he was very funny, but what he said was true and indeed true, in my day the driver was very easy to have a lot of wives, every stopover there was a wife, every stopover there was a wife, instead of adultery, they chose siri marriage. Not all their wives are living.

And the science of pellets is still very thick, so in my day, do not ever insult the man who likes you. If he had used his pellets, you would be half mad to chase after him. Even though tomorrow you will marry your lover, he can make you crazy - sugar on him, even if his face does not match your expectations, he will easily captivate your heart.

But Amira was never afraid of Mr. Amir.

"I still don't want to, so wife to 13 cake, Wife to 20 cake, I make sure you will regret marrying me. I won't let you meet your other wife. I'll always stick like a big gecko in your body, be really cool with my life, and I won't let you get away from me for a minute. Because I'm a possessive queen."

As usual, Mr. Amir was curled up, facing me he would not win, except seduce me, I was very fragile.

"please..My son has a fever, my wife is out of shopping money. And he didn't stop calling."

"Who's wife ..?"

"My wife is first."

Amira.

"What the first wife didn't kick you right away, Mr. Amir in his life.

we're the eleven-tailed fox khan."

Mr. Amir is out.

"I'm not an eleven-tailed fox..."

"So what dong...!"

"I'm the King of Crocodiles."

"Haha.haha..."

We were knocked over, and I beat my shoulder."

All the drivers love me so much, I'm fierce but very humorous. Besides being beautiful I'm also very friendly, but if they threaten me, I'm never afraid unless they seduce me, I'm very easy, I mean easy to obey them.

"Hurry Amira...!"

"But I'll be angry later, "

"He's your uncle's khan, and he always confides in your stubbornness, and wants to fire you, but is afraid of your father. So at most you're just angry, if fired khan no."

Mr. Amir was right, I never feared anyone, I was fired, I was very unafraid, I don't know I always believed and believed that the Almighty would not test his servant beyond his means, there will always be help for me.

So if I get fired, there's gonna be a better job, the important thing is I don't steal and do other unspeakable things.

"All right....!! but this is the last one..."

Mr. Amir raised both his thumbs.

"Okey Boss..!!"

I also gave him the money, and of course I would get a long scolding, if my record, reached my uncle's hands.

Two days passed, and my note arrived, and my phone rang and my Uncle's name was on my phone.

I picked it up as usual, raised the volume, and kept the phone on the table.

My uncle was getting ruffled, angry and unable to bear my behavior.who did not want to hear advice, even my uncle often kicked me out, to stop working.

"My dear uncle, this is Amira. I wouldn't have left if Uncle hadn't come here, kicked me out directly. Even though Uncle nagged until dawn, my ears were immune to uncle."

His wife's voice was also angry, I really don't care.

"Yes Uncle."

"Amira...!!! Do you listen to my words,? Ahhh..!!! you always do not want to hear my words, do not give the driver's salary there.

That's not your job..It's been a dozen times I've been angry about this, and you always repeat, if you don't feel at home I'm angry, you just go away from it, a lot of uncle substitutes can find better."

That's my uncle is very grumpy, but fast is also good. Uncle is currently angry, five minutes later he'll call in fluffy language, if there's any other work he'll tell me.

"Your son, how much money is there. Transfer well son, a lot of needs are also here."

That's my Uncle, Done angry, his heart will plong itself. I'm not Nia and Ana, if I get angry I'll cry Bombay. If I abstain so much these tears come out. I just take your anger, it's just a beautiful song in my ear.

I'm also very recalcitrant, my salary is not payday. I have paid four times my salary. I took my own salary, but wait for my Uncle's transfer.

I'm a royal figure, thinking money is just plain paper. I am very easy to help people in distress. I am very helpful in spirit. So do not be surprised, six years of work no savings even minus.

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Fortunately my husband is very indifferent, sees me eating, and laughs he is happy, he is a patient man.

My current husband is eighty percent different from the early days of marriage. Right now was only the remaining twenty percent of his nature, which he had at the moment

I really miss my old husband. You know how good my husband was.

My husband got married early, we lived in a narrow rented while he worked in a small company, I sometimes came to visit him with a little Aryan, but it couldn't be long, sometimes only one week a month, sometimes, because my mom and dad can't be far from little Aryan.

Do you know how good my Dad and my mom would be if I wanted to see my husband.

My father and mother, will go straight to the grocery market for me, cake and money. My father and mother were so afraid that my husband could not give me and Aryan good nutrition.The two doses of Indomie full of groceries, and kitchen spices, had been tied up by my father.

Sometimes I refused, but of course my mother was even more angry, and said.

"How much is your husband's salary, to eat him anywhere is enough, you should be grateful we are still considerate of you, if you are married to our choice, your life must be happy. Big house, car, and waiter. But let's talk about this for mom to be just emotional."

If I fight her, know khan myself, Mama will not hesitate to use her kitchen utensils, or take the ultimate weapon, the rica pedis.so silence is the best opponent for my dear mother.

Even my son's milk should be the most expensive milk. The one in the big can packaging cans. I don't have a lot of Asi, even just a week is dry, I don't know my Asi is so poor.

Although my Parents are disappointed with my choice, But Me and Husband always understand and if there is my Husband, He can't both hide the face he doesn't like my Husband.

But for my husband and I are very understanding, because all parents in this world want to see their children live happily. So my husband is angry with me, if I say bad things about my parents, if always pouting to see my Husband because my Father and Mother have not been able to accept my Husband well.

But my husband never took issue with it, instead understanding that getting me was much more valuable to him.

To my husband I am a very dear queen. Four o'clock in the morning. He cooks, washes and cleans the house. Even if he told me anything, he immediately left, even if he was asleep I woke up, he would rush to get up and immediately obey my orders.

I sometimes deliberately told her many times, expecting her to be angry, and rejecting me, but she always obeyed me patiently and happily.

He didn't let me work, to help wash my clothes, he doused me with water, so I wouldn't come any closer. Leaving for work in the morning and coming home at three in the afternoon, he also after eating directly washing dishes, and carrying his child until he would sleep even he who swung it. Little Aryan did not want to sleep in a mattress, he was used to sleeping comfortably in a swing.

I'm sometimes messianic with her, but my husband doesn't let me work.

He loved to kiss my whole face and really liked to kiss my lips, he was very pampering me, even massaging my hands even though his eyes were closed so tired. He's a really nice guy.

Working at my uncle, he was so tired. He's a hard worker, though not considered by my family, he's a patient man, and knows his position. He was always humble and positive-minded and always scolded me, if I defended him.

But now that he's so different, he's become a man I don't know anymore, but those memories are what make me always patient with his anger, he's tired of our husband-wife relationship, he's tired of it, he was very happy to hurt and yell at me. For almost ten years I have been patient with his selfishness. But I just hang on with the memories of our wonderful past.

Only tears, which became my most comfortable medicine, and positive thinking. After I almost gave up because my family did the same thing.

I really want to go far away from everything but the Almighty won't let me.

When I just always cry remember Arul and remember Dad, and miss them so much, Imram is present in my life even though I have to leave me too.

Whether you can understand my position, I have always been a favorite, currently a person who is hated, and easily accept the harsh words and even slander that has become a decoration in my life today, he said, even color my days.

So it's natural khan, my sadness is this. When I found Arul and my father in Imram, losing him really took me a hit.

But the Almighty loved me so much, he knew I couldn't survive, I was broken to pieces, HE was my creator, bringing Ardi back into my life, because I really felt a pain, and so hurt and sad and down so that I could rise again, see this beautiful world for once more, and have hope, she said, patience will always be sweet.

May my family, who once loved me so much, love me again .Amin YRA 🤲🤲.

Right now I understand my Aryan, can't help me, he's at the beginning of college very much a task, which makes it very difficult to sleep he got.

Even Imram became his helper, until whenever we will not forget his services, even though he has forgotten us.

Hopefully one day Imram will trust us again, if we are good people, love him as a true friend, and there are no bad intentions. Amen 🤲🤲

Seriate.