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6. Ma Arman

"Why did it come?" ask my in-laws.

I who just entered the house-in-law was surprised, but I can calm down.

"Newly, Mom." I answered as if. In fact, I took the time to write before coming to the house-in-law.

I saw that many brothers had come to help in-laws want to study. My husband's family is like this, it still goes well until now. But, for me introverts are certainly very uncomfortable.

"here, La. You clean this toge root, yeah." Said the husband's cousin brother and I just nodded and started working on removing the root toge. Sensitive vegetables were near me who had not been pregnant.

"It's a lot toge. You'll eat a lot to get pregnant, again."

Not to mention the thought of the sensitive vegetable, someone has issued the most sensitive sentence for me. "Yes," that's all I can say rather than make more noise.

Inadvertently my eyes glanced towards the entrance to the kitchen. There, Dani. My husband's sister was standing leaning on Didin with both hands resting on her chest staring at me. The look that always makes me uncomfortable.

"Arman where, La?" ask Bude mas Arman.

"Still working Bude. Just got home in the afternoon" I said politely.

We took royong to make soto Medan. My in-laws are also good if I'm near them. I don't know if it's behind me.

"Make Dani eat, La. From morning have not eaten your sister," my light-in-law discouraged me.

How not?

I myself am very reluctant to interact too often with my sister-in-law.

Dani is 27 years old and does not work.

I got up and walked towards my sister-in-law's room in slow steps.

"Dani's.. He told me to eat with mom" I said lazily. I didn't hear any words from inside that room.

"Dani," call me again a few times but it doesn't sound good enough yet to upset me.

My eyes glared when Dani's bedroom door opened and saw Dani's appearance that should not be shown by women, what else I was her brother-in-law.

Dani's appearance was bare-chested and the towel was wrapped around her waist.

"I'm taking a shower, La. What the hell?" dani asked still standing at the door. While I was back in my body turned my sister-in-law's back.

"I told you to eat with mom." I just passed from in front of Dani. It feels reluctant to be close to sister-in-law. In addition to avoiding slander, I also feel ilfil.

In the evening Mas Arman picked you up at the House of In-Law. I served her dinner well. I feel like my husband has been getting better this month. No longer forbid me to follow the study, several times apologizing to me despite small mistakes. I don't know, when I think a small mistake doesn't need to apologize. But, from the corner of my heart the others thanked me for my husband's change.

Mas Arman also for a month has several times asked my desire in making love. At first I was surprised and embarrassed to say my wish from the beginning. Although I admit my husband has not been able to fulfill my desire for lovemaking, still I am happy. For me, let's slow down as long as it's not passing by.

"Want to make some tea?" ask me gently when Arman's mas is still eating dinner.

Mas Arman shook his head. "You just sit here with me" he said, and I followed.

After we finished dinner, we both went home to my mother-in-law and Dani who kept looking at me with a strange look.

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"I'm leaving. You take care of the house, yeah. From now on your money is in your hands." Arman said when he was going to work.

Tumben.

Ordinary, mas Arman rarely say goodbye when about to leave. Hardly ever. And what was that? I'm holding the money from now on?

I was amazed because it was not as usual. My life has been fulfilled since I was married by Mas Arman. But, for the kitchen and my personal needs are always in the ration. The rest of the paycheck, I never know where it's going.

"Why am I holding it, mom?" ask me to be brave.

I heard Arman's words. It feels like an oddity, but I don't know what an awkwardness it is. I just nodded too.

"Mas go, deck. You take good care of yourself" said Mas Arman then went to work riding his flagship Mega pro motorcycle.

After Arman's departure, I felt like my heart wasn't okay. But I don't know what caused it.

I passed the time as usual. Doing homework while stealing your writing time. Until after Zuhur prayer, heavy rain hit our area. Lightning and rumbling are mutually unpretentious. I also dare not continue writing.

I saw the rain falling from the window. Worries struck the heart thinking that Arman had not yet returned and must have been rained.

My head turned to see my phone vibrate and my husband called.

"Assalamualaikum, deck."

"Waalaikumsalam, mas."

"Your motor has been entered? it's raining heavily."

"It has. Here too. The rain?" ask me to worry.

"Yes. But it's okay. I came home late, yeah."

"Yes." Yeah." I answered just like that because I understood that Mas Arman would be late to come home. Especially when it rains.

Without feeling the time continues to roll until the afternoon. I rubbed my face after praying to the Almighty. Heavy rain, lightning, and lightning continue to decorate the sky until now.

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"Astaghfirullah," I said in surprise.

My steps swinging peeking from the window saw the weather was still as bad as it was from this afternoon. The face I was wearing was still attached to me. The worry is still the same as I feel.

It was getting dark but I still hadn't left where I was. I have no idea about hunger, either. The weather has started to improve, but Arman is not home yet.

Until one of the people I knew was the foreman coming to my house.

"Assalamualaikum," he said.

I, still wearing my face, rushed out of the room and opened the door. "Waalaikumsalam, Mr. Mandor."

The foreman looked tense as I answered the greeting.

"Look, La. Arman went home," said Mandor lirih.

"Oh, you're going home, huh? Where are you going Arman?" Ask me in a row still confused why the foreman should tell me if my husband is going home.

The foreman still looked confused to want to explain something.

"Arman came home with a lot of guests. Your in-laws will come too. You clean this thing up, huh? Let's help you" explained the foreman who still makes me confused.

But I still obey. Given that there will be many guests so it is not wrong if our living room tools enter the back room that I use for prayer only.

After the living room was clean, I boiled the water preparing making tea for my husband's guests.

I heard siren ambulances echoing so close. I turned off the stove after the water boiled and walked quickly out of the house to see whose scary car stopped at whose house.

My heart started pounding hard as the ambulance and several motorcycles behind me began to approach my house.

My heart began to worry when I saw my husband's proud motorcycle driven by Dani. There were also some of my husband's coworkers.

"Mas Armaaannn," I was hysterical when the ambulance stopped in front of my house.

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