Love Istiqomah

Part 14's. Dream Son-in-law

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Early in the morning, Filzah was sweating because she was busy preparing breakfast for her husband, children, and the extended family of her husband. Filzah was not alone unless he was assisted by his domestic assistant but Filzah who contributed a lot in preparing breakfast this morning.

The aroma of cooking that smelled from the kitchen caught the attention of Hilyah who had just set foot on the ground floor. Because already curious Hilyah directly moved towards the kitchen.

"What kind of cooking baby?, how good does it smell, Filzah?" Hilyah only realized that in the kitchen his household assistant was not alone but with Filzah, his son-in-law.

"Mama."

"This fried rice file you made?." Hilyah asked in amazement at the sight on the dining table that shook his stomach.

Filzah. "Yes Ma but also helped by Bibik, yes Bik."

"Yes Ma'am, Bibik also helped her, set her up at the dinner table, hehehe." His house assistant was irritated because he only helped prepare it instead of helping him cook.

"Well it looks so good, Mama can't wait to taste it."

Filzah smiled happily at Hilyah who was impatient to taste his fried rice.

Soon Azlan and Zaura arrive with a small family of Ergin who follows her from behind. The call of nature from within their stomachs that leads them to the dining room. The time for breakfast has also come.

"Alhamdulillah is all complete, yes already then let's now have breakfast, Mama already can't wait to taste fried rice made by Filzah."

"What Ma?" Selin asked in surprise.

"Yes Selin, our breakfast this morning was made by Filzah, Mama's new daughter-in-law, let's have breakfast."

Hilyah invited his family members to immediately fill their seats. To be honest Selin was lazy but he wanted to appreciate Hilyah as his father-in-law and Ergin also told him to stay calm.

Filzah sat down. He occupied the seat to the right of Azlan while Zaura sat to the left of Azlan and Hilyah sat in her seat which was right in front of her children.

"It's hygenic isn't it?" Shaketap Selin blatantly.

"This is Allah hygienic Ma'am Selin." Filzah assures Selin that his cooking is hygienic because he cooks it while maintaining cleanliness.

"Good then." Sahut Selin who still does not fully believe the statement from Filzah.

"Son let me get it." Filzah offers to get Azlan some fried rice after Azlan intends to take it himself.

"Why call him Father?" Tanya Hilyah felt strange.

He did not know what to answer and Filzah did not know what to call Azlan. He was afraid if calling Azlan with another name later Azlan even less like it or even even hate it so that Filzah just find peace and Azlan seemed to accept the call of the Father pinned Filzah to him proof Azlan did not comment on it but now even Hilyah commented on it.

Filzah instead answered that he gave a plate filled with fried rice to Azlan. Filzah did not want to answer it just that Filzah did not know what to answer with and if later forced to answer fear the answer was wrong and even fatal.

"Well, what do you want to call Ma?" Azlan asked as if representing Filzah who could not answer him.

"Lho yes it is up to Filzah, as long as you do not call the Father, indeed you are the same Father as the Son, there is only one." Hilyah chuckled at the end of his sentence. She found it funny with Filzah who called her husband Father as a result not like a husband and wife but like a father and son.

"Yes it's Ma, let Azlan only discuss it later, now let's have breakfast, then hunt for lunch." Azlan was not interested in discussing it in more detail so he diverted it by inviting Hilyah and the others to have breakfast immediately.

"Well, let's have breakfast." Finally Hilyah forgot the question that Filzah had not answered. He had also focused his attention on the fried rice which was now in front of him.

Filzah was sweating coldly. He watched everyone including Hilyah who had raised his spoon. And Hilyah put a spoonful of fried rice in his mouth. Filzah bit his lower lip. He was afraid that his cooking had many shortcomings, even he was afraid that someone would spit it out because it was not good on their tongue.

Instantly the look of Hilyah's face immediately brightened. He turned to look at Filzah who was waiting for him to open his voice.

"It's so delicious Filzah, savory again, Mama did not expect it turns out you are a good cook ya." Hilyah praised the merciless delicacy of Filzah-made fried rice. He even continued to eat it without pause.

"Alhamdulillah if it tastes good Ma." The words of Filzah who did not drift over the praise are because the only praise worthy is God. For his delicious cooking is upon the pleasure of Allah.

"Azlan your wife's cooking is good, right?" Hilyah sought Azlan's approval of the delights of Filzah's cuisine.

Azlan. He had tasted fried rice even he also admitted that the fried rice made by Filzah was delicious but he did not reveal it directly.

"Azlan?" Hilyah rebuked Azlan for not giving an answer.

Slowly Azlan finally nodded. Admit that Filzah's fried rice is delicious.

"Yes Ma, the fried rice is good." Azlan said later.

"It's just normal, like fried rice in general, isn't it Daddy?" Selin did not accept Filzah being praised continuously more precisely he envied and did not like of course.

Ergin nodded without hesitation. "Truly Mommy, even better fried rice in our store, professionally cooked chef, this is the chef so-genesis." Ergin said softly at the time of her last sentence which casually gave a scathing insinuation to Filzah.

The philosopher who listens to him can only be privileged in the heart. She was a little sad because her husband's family members, more precisely, her brother and sister-in-law did not like her even so they insulted her fried rice and worse, even worse, Azlan, who was her husband, was silent, and there was no act of defense for his own wife who had been blatantly insulted before him.

"Of course, you are not praising and chiding, you can cook fried rice like this?, usually just eat doang right?" Hilyah did not accept because Filzah's cooking which he thought was delicious was even insulted by his son and daughter-in-law even though they tasted it too. It does not know itself.

"Yes the end of Mama's exaggeration, floating deh chef impromptu." Selin chuckled at the end of his words.

"Chelin!" Hilyah rebuked Selin who had gone too far.

"You can't be like that, Filzah is your brother-in-law, you should be following him, not even scorning."

Selin. But his heart was boiling. How dare his mother-in-law distinguish herself with Filzah who is still a new daughter-in-law. This can not be allowed, Selin was already hurt with Hilyah.

Brugggs

Selin moved from her seat so hard that the chair she was sitting in pushed back, to the shock of everyone, including Hilyah who had just advised her.

Selin immediately invited her husband and daughter to leave right now. He was no longer able to enjoy his breakfast in the morning even he instead tasted his breakfast instead he was even fed spicy advice by his mother-in-law.

"Yes Mommy let's go." Ergin accepted his wife's invitation even he dared to give a cynical look to Hilyah, the woman who had given birth and raised him wholeheartedly.

"Yes Mommy, Grizelle also wants breakfast outside, fried rice is not good, not suitable for the stomach of Grizelle." Even the little Grizelle was already disrespectful to the elder by participating in insulting Filzah's cooking.

Hilyah can only shake his head to see the departure of his children, daughter-in-law and grandchildren who do not appreciate him even disrespecting him as Mama, In-law and Oma for them.

"Pardon Filzah Ma, for Filzah-"

"No Filzah this is not your fault, their tabi'at is like that, Mama hope you can understand it yes and do not put it into the heart." Hilyah's Letter to Filzah.

Filzah. He will follow orders from Hilyah to understand the despicable nature of the Ergin family not even to put it in the heart.

A few minutes later the breakfast was over. Filzah rushed to clean up everything on the dining table but Hilyah immediately forbade it.  

"No need for Filzah to let Bibik take care of everything."

"It's okay Ma, let Filzah take care of it."

Hilyah could not forbid it anymore and Filzah took care of everything and put it in the kitchen. Zaura quickly helped bring dirty dishes.

"Where is Zaura going?" Tanya Hilyah prevented Zaura from going to the kitchen.

"Zaura wants to help Mother, Oma." Said Zaura directly following the departure of Filzah to the kitchen.

Hilyah shook his head while smiling in admiration. He did not expect that little Zaura had taken the initiative to help her Mother.

"Azlan you did not choose the wrong wife, Filzah is the daughter-in-law of Mama's dream, because she is good at cooking and does not mind going into the kitchen at all, especially in today's times most housewives want an instant, or they send a maid who cooks when she should be the one to cook for her family."

Hilyah ceaselessly praised Filzah even according to him Filzah is the ideal son-in-law. Azlan who heard it only went silent without a word but his brain was thinking hard. After witnessing for himself how his wife's expertise in cooking has certainly kept Azlan a sense of admiration in his silence but he did not want to show it. He still wants to see the other side of his wife until he really falls in love on his own and with time.

Now after Filzah and Zaura settled in the kitchen they came out of the house with Hilyah and Azlan. Filzah and Azlan will take Zaura to school today.

"Zaura salim same Oma used to love." Filzah reminded Zaura.

"Yes Mother." Replied Zaura who immediately kissed Hilyah's hand.

"Oma, Zaura went to school."

"Yes dear, Zaura's a diligent school huh."

"Ready Oma." 

Now Filzah kissed Hilyah's hand to say goodbye because it would take Zaura to school.

"Isn't salim the same as Oma?" Zaura asked when she saw Azlan was silent.

"Oh, here, this is Yandah saluting Oma." Hurry Azlan kissed Hilyah's hand when usually he never did the commendable thing. But from this moment on he will try to do it. He wanted to set a good example for Zaura.

"Then we go first Ma."

"Yes, you guys be careful, Azlan brought his car that just doesn't have to speed."

"Ready Ma." Azlan paid his respects to Hilyah.

Azlan quickly opened the rear car door for Zaura. Then he also did not forget to open the door and close it again for Filzah who would sit beside him.

The car is also moving at moderate speed. Leaving Hilyah who waved her hand to her son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter.

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On the trip Zaura focus by staring at the beautiful scenery that is presented at a length of the journey through the side window. While both of his parents, Azlan and Filzah focused on staring at the streets in front of him by drowning each other in silence. No chatter at all. Silent as the atmosphere in the wilderness only the roar of each breath was heard filling the atmosphere in the car. I don't know until when this awkward atmosphere will end. In fact, the two people who have been united with the sacred bond of marriage do not start a conversation to make the two closer. Filzah is the type of woman who does not talk much and Azlan is also not a man who easily mingle so the two can not be familiar like a married couple in general.

"Zaura studied diligently yes, and passion." Azlan gave an injection of spirit to the princess in studying at his school.

"Ready Yandah." Azlan replied, saluting Azlan just as Azlan had done to Hilyah.

Before entering the school, Zaura kissed Azlan and Filzah's hands in turn. Then unexpectedly he united the hands of Yandah and his mother. Azlan and Filzah looked at each other. The gazes of the two of them hinted at each other in shock. But in the next second Azlan clasped Filzah's hand tightly. And he commented a smile when Filzah looked at him in surprise.

"Well so dong, Yandah same Mother holding hands, like her parents Zaura friends."

His gaze immediately turned to look around. It looks like children of Zaura's age are being delivered by their parents while holding hands.

"Yes dong Darling, Yandah and Mommy will always join hands, if necessary Yandah will kiss Mother's hand." It was unexpected that Azlan actually kissed the back of Filzah's hand and looked at the owner of the hand with a gaze full of sincerity.

Filzah's heart rate was instantly irregular even more after he received a sweet and romantic treatment from Azlan, his halal lover. Even a shower of sweat began to drench his face. Filzah could no longer contain his nervousness. Naturally, because after seven years he did not come into contact with those who were not mahromnya. Filzah is like a virgin who has just entered a new page of marriage.

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