My dear in-laws

Husband Assisted

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After my mother passed, I sat back down, calming my heart. Sighs deeply, then spends the rest of the sweet tea that has turned cold. Still not inexhaustible with the attitude of my mother-in-law like that towards me.

I heard footsteps coming from the inside towards the terrace. Why is the nini-nini here again, my mind. I just went back again.

I was wrong, the father-in-law came. Yes, I'm sorry, I've suudzon against mom, hehe.

"Why Ran, I heard from the back of the rich there was a fuss" asked the father still walking towards the terrace.

"Eh father. That's... Anu's... G nothing sir, hehe" I dodged.

"Why is your mother Ran?" his father knew exactly what was going on.

"Rania forgot to iron mother's clothes sir, hehe" I replied a little laugh so that the atmosphere was not tense.

He stopped his footsteps and stood in the middle of the front door.

"Don't take heart said your mother. He likes to be rich. Think of the wind" he smiled at me.

"Yes sir g nothing. Just a misunderstanding, hehe" I explained briefly.

"Semalem's mom said that you're pregnant, is that right Ran?" ask the curious.

"Alhamdulillah, yes sir".

"Thankful Ran, take good care of the content. Mr. G can love anything, can only doain hope everything is smooth until later birth. The child and mother are healthy, nothing less"

"Yes sir thank you for your prayers" I smiled at you.

I was deeply moved by my father's words, heart-setting. Different from mothers who don't seem to want me pregnant. Even during my stay in this house, not even though my father told me to do something for him, just to make tea or coffee. You always do it yourself. Sometimes I offer to be sure you refuse it.

The father continued his steps, picking up sandals in front of the terrace. Looks like you're traveling.

"Where are you going? How do you bring that flashlight?" ask my father who seems to be leaving.

"Father want to patrol first Ran, tonight replace the father who patched"

"Owh be careful sir, eh sir know where Galih mas g? I have not returned from the mosque" he asked.

"Hmmm not home yet. I also know Ran. Maybe stop by waeung in front of the coffee with his friend" replied the father.

"Yes sir, be careful"

"Yes Ran, you go first yes, Assalamallaikum"

"Girishal"

I walked forward to the post post post. I looked at his back until the end of the road was no longer visible. His body is getting older, visible from the wrinkles that began to look a lot on his face. Her hair began to bleach. Also the way it goes is not as upright as before. I rarely interact with my father-in-law, because his busy life in the rice fields so rarely stay at home for long.

Moreover, the relationship with Mas Galih is not so good. Hopefully by knowing that I am pregnant with his future grandchildren father's heart will melt. May Allah soften the hearts of both. The relationship between father and son will never break. No ex-children or ex-parents. Moreover, only because of the treasures, which can be sought again together.

I heard the roar of Galih's motorcycle. I picked up the phone at the table, saw the clock showing at 20:06. Where is the clock just arrived home. G. Gid the news too, I should be suspicious. Mas Galih put his bike into the garage, then walked up to me on the porch and immediately sat down on the chair next to the table.

"Assalamualaikum" mas Galih said hello

"Waalaikumsalam, now the prayer schedule isya in his mosque at 20:00 mas, the clock is as early as the new home" he said.

"Hehehe, sorry Ran, just stopped by Zainal's house. Coincidentally papasan in the mosque just want to go home, uh he even ngajak mas stopped by his house. Yes it's delicious mas galih" kilah mas Galih.

"Owhh kirain" I answered briefly.

"What is hayoo?"

"Kirain on the road met the former, trus.." I haven't finished talking hunting in the same cut mas Galih.

"Trus what? Trus mas chat with him, trus flashback to the good times first, that's what you mean?" mas Galih chuckled.

"Yes who knows mas" I look away at the highway.

"Hihh amit-amit" my lips were soaked 15cm forward.

"What do you think I am? Wong already had a beautiful wife, patient, loving gini cook is still tempted by the others" apparently mas Galih tried to seduce me.

"Thank God if you remember the same house, hehe"

Mas Galih does have the most beautiful ex in his hometown. Plus reportedly a few months ago his ex had changed status to a widow. Akn added worry made. They used to date a long time ago, even already fiancee too. According to the story, the old man was almost getting married, but g. I don't know for what reason I don't want to know too deeply, let that be their past. Because now the future of Galih mas is me and our future son.

"Have you fallen, chilled on the porch? Alone anyway" continued mas Galih.

"To be inside, trus want to take a mas also g back and forth earlier. Yes, I did it myself"

"Hehee sorry dear. Why is my face buckled?" ask the Galih.

"Why, tired"

"Don't lie, I know that you're tired of being rich too gini very, why hayo, same story mas"

I looked towards Mas Galih, between hesitating to tell a story or not. I'm afraid if I tell you later in the thought my mother-in-law I'm a ngadu with husband. But no matter what I thought, I took out this. Rather than upset themselves.

"That's my mother, from earlier the grimness g clear. Just because I forgot not ironing his clothes so long as to ranting rich that" I'm upset.

"God, mother to. Rich g memorized the habits of mothers. He is that rich. Little things are exaggerated" bela mas Galih on his mother.

"Yes, but I'm tired. All the work in this house I do, right? Is it wrong that I'm tired?" my tone began to rise a bit.

I'm annoyed because Galih instead of believing I even belain his mother. His mother was wrong. The child mami.

"Yes I have to take heart, Ran, mother is so. The older also the nature of the parents turned into rich children again. It is we who are young that must understand it"

"Yes but I am.." Not finished talking, again Galih interrupted him.

"Yes now go in yuk, rather than add kesel" mas Galih stood up and pulled my hand.

I finally got into the house. Towards the kitchen put the glass into the dishwasher. Then I went to the living room to pick up mom's clothes. But right up there I didn't find my mother's basket. I scrunched my forehead.

"Hemmm nini-nini what the hell? He said tell me to do some clothes, he said it's been put here, but where g is, you senile" I grumbled softly, afraid of the one in the room there heard.

I was thinking of knocking on my mom's door, asking where the clothes I had to iron were. What may have ironed itself, my inner. Ah but the rich g may be, it's my duty. But later if disturbed even added to be - so sorry the same I. Hadheh.

I finally decided to go to my room. Tomorrow morning I'll ask mom about her clothes. Tomorrow I can iron him before he leaves.

How surprised I was when I opened the door. There I saw Galih's mas ironing mom's clothes.

"Well, why are mom's clothes here?"

"Well, it was just as you were in the kitchen I took it here. Intentionally neutralize it in the room so that I look the same mother, hehe".

"Geez my husband is so sweet anyway" I blushed to see the behavior of Galih.

"And he said he was tired, yes, I helped him. Here you sleep in the bed. Don't forget to lock the door let me get caught"

"Ready boss, hehe"

Since her regret yesterday, my husband has changed drastically. He was so considerate of me, really took care of me. Sometimes when I'm busy in the kitchen, she helps me do the dishes or do the laundry. Without my mother's knowledge. If the willpower is surely g will accept seeing the only boy treated like that. I can be told from A to Z.

I immediately put my body on the bed. It feels so comfortable that this body. The body feels crumpled. Every day the housework is endless. I don't know since when I started to fall asleep, suddenly Mas Galih woke me up.

"Ran wakes up, this is Adhan. I went to the mosque first yes" Galih wiggled my body.

Mas Galih left the room, I started to open my eyes, only then did I remember my mother's ironing shirt. I looked around the room, looking for her whereabouts. But I didn't find him either. Where do those clothes think I am. It's finished not last night Mas Galih ironed it. Waduh can be sprayed if not finished as well.

I immediately stood up from the bed, looking for the basket of mother-in-law's clothes to various corners of the room, still not finding it. I rushed out of the room, towards the middle room. Yes Rabb, Galih almost made my heart fall out. It turns out that mom's clothes are neat. I let out a sigh of relief. Thanks husband. Calm heart will be the nagging of the queen mother, I thought.

I immediately took the water back to perform the morning prayers before my husband reached home again.

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Sorry for posting late. G can think. Out of ideas. Hehehee. Readers can give chrysanthemums. Moreover, this author is still new in saying the writing of this novel. There must be a lot to fix.