Like Rubbish

A good husband.

Early in the morning Doni and I met my mother at her house. We purposely brought a lot of food to eat with my mother and sister.

The four of us sat on the mat to prepare for breakfast. We talked a little while chewing our food.

"Thank you, I'm lucky to have a daughter-in-law as good as Doni." Mom smiled.

"Mom don't always praise, I think this is normal." Mas Doni.

"Syarif, he said soon you'll be a young father." Mas Doni tried to say hello to my sister who had not spoken.

Sharif is quiet, he won't talk until asked.

"Yes, um." Sharif replied briefly.

"Suci said you were 21. Great that you are still young, you can take on a big responsibility. Being a husband and a father."

"Not great. I'm just trying my best for my wife and my future son."

"Yes.good that.Mas must learn from you as it seems. Learn how to have children quickly." Mas Doni.

My sister and I looked at each other for a bit of confusion. It turns out that the impressed mas Doni is often serious, can also joke like that.

While you look happy to hear it, could you also want to get a grandchild from me soon ?

"Why on diem ? not funny, is it ? I am serious again. I also want to have a child. I'm 35 years old, I should have Doni junior soon."

Honestly, my husband expressed his wish without shame in front of his own in-laws. I am even embarrassed.

We also had food without waste. Eating together does make us more savory than usual.

Sharif is now preparing to leave for Majalengka. There is a look of sadness on the mother's face because it will be far from the youngest. I am the same.

"Syarif said yes, ma'am. Take care of your health and don't think about things that aren't important." My sister kissed my mother's hand.

"You be careful on the road, son. I always pray for your happiness." Mother rubbed the head of Sharif gently.

"Mom, I'm leaving. Titip's mother." My sister kissed my hand too.

"Yes. Greetings to your wife and family there. Greetings also make Beautiful, say the same to him if mbak kangen." The sadder I was when I remembered my first sister Beautiful, I hadn't seen her in a long time.

Let alone to see his face and hear his voice, just look at the contents of his chat I can not, because Beautiful husband blocked my number. She hates me so much.

"Mas, I'm sending you Holy Mother." Syarif sungkem's turn on Doni's mas.

"You don't worry, I'll take care of them. It's for buying gasoline." Mas Doni gave two hundred thousand bills to Sharif.

"No, I still have money." Syarif returned the money but Doni refused.

"Thank you a lot. I'm leaving now. Assalamualaikum."

"Mosur." We answered the greeting almost simultaneously.

Sharif passed with his matic motorbike. Mom and I were still staring at the youngest's departure.

Mas Doni who understood our feelings immediately invited us inside to pack the clothes of the mother who will be brought to the house of the Doni mas.

After cleaning the luggage, we got into the car. Before that, Doni locked the door and then followed us.

Before leaving, my mother and I stared at the house. Although small and not good, but the house is our only treasure left.

About half an hour drive we finally arrived at the house of Doni. My husband swiftly brought all of my mother's belongings inside.

"Your husband's house is nice and big." Mother's eyes sparkle.

I smiled and took my mother into following my husband who had stepped first.

We're heading upstairs.

"Which room do you want ?" ask the Doni.

"Anywhere can."

"This room is just Mom, so it can be close to our room. So if you need anything, you don't bother." Tawar mas Doni's.

"Thank you son. You let me stay with you."

"Mom I consider like my own mother. Don't worry." Mas Doni spread a smile on mom.

I am so happy because my husband not only loves me, but also loves my mother.

Saying hello at night.

Toni came to the mini market to buy something. While waiting I took the time to shower and dress up.

I am now ready to welcome my husband.

Not long after, Doni opened the door and looked at me without blinking.

He closed it and locked the door. Doni sat next to me.

Without saying a word and making small talk again, Doni hugged and fondled me.

We also got back to making love.