My father-in-law Kang Setur

MKA 1'S

"You're so good, you have a career daughter-in-law. Before going to work outside he had done his homework first. Lah me? What is a college degree but unemployment? Her job can only ask for husband's money, never thought to find a job." Said a middle-aged woman who was gathering at a neighbor's house. It was so loud that my ears heard it all.

Yes, that middle-aged woman is Mama Rima, my mother-in-law. The words kept ringing in my ears, even though I was the one who did all the homework all this time, including cooking. Sometimes I think, What have I been doing all this time that doesn't include work?

Adhira Ulya, my name is. A 23-year-old woman, a graduate in economics. It does not feel like I am pregnant with the first child of Rayyan Hakim who is currently an employee at one of the private companies. Our marriage started out very unique, because everything just went so far. Not because we were married, not because we were forced. But it is destiny that cooperates with the universe.

My memory goes back to a year ago, when Mas Rayyan sent me a message on one of my social media accounts. "Assalamu'alaikum, Adhira Ulya. Sorry if I was presumptuous, but your photo that suddenly appeared on my homepage made my heart moved to get acquainted with you. My name is Rayyan, here I include my CV to you. Honestly, I'm not looking for a boyfriend. If you are pleased, I will come to your house to ask you to your parents in a good way. Thank you, Assalamu'alaikum."

The man introduced himself very kindly and politely. I gasped in shock, only this time there was such a man who was so gallant and brave to meet me. Then I opened a document sent by the man named Rayyan, my eyes made me smile when I saw the biodata he sent. "Rayyan, a very handsome man." I looked at the picture of the man.

"Why smile, son?" I flinched when my mother was right behind me.

"This is a loh, Mom. There's a guy who wants to bed Dhira. But strange, Mom ... He doesn't know Dhira yet, why would he sleep?"

She smiled, "That's what you have to keep! Send him home if he's serious. Now it's rare for such a man, son."

"But, Madam ... Dhira just graduated from college, Dhira also wants to work first to please Mom and Dad."

"You don't have to think about your Mom and Dad. If your soul mate has come, don't delay anymore son."

"But Ma'am, she's different from us and Dhira will automatically move there."

Mom smiled, "it's a wife's job to follow her husband, right?"

"Keep Mom and Dad?"

"There's still your brother, son."

"Son, whenever a boy will belong to his mother. So even though she's married, it doesn't mean she doesn't belong to her mother anymore! Your brother also lives next door.So no problem, honey!"

As time went by, Mas Rayyan came to my house only alone. At first he came just for the sake of friendship, but his intentions changed when he saw my family who greatly appreciated his arrival. "Sir, Madam ... Let me marry your daughter, I promise I'll make her happy."

'Deg!

All of this is so sudden, even I just don't know the plan yet. I saw you smiling, "How about, Adhira? Did you accept Nak Rayyan to be your husband?"

I lyrics Mas Rayyan at a glance, I feel there is a swish there. Instantly I was hypnotized by him, "God, sir." Answer shy.

The speech just escaped, finally at that time Mas Rayyan gave us a ring as our binder. "In two months I will come with my family to Ijab Qabul."

Two months is not a long thing, Mas Rayyan has also sent my offerings and dowry so that our family can prepare their marriage calmly. Mas Rayyan is a good man, I am very lucky to have a husband like him. Even the man also said that after marriage I do not need to find a job anymore.

The clock is turning, the seconds are running until now all plans are going well. In the yard of the Father's house is quite extensive, we will run the wedding process. I prepared everything even the show according to my wishes and dreams all along. Unique decorations in outdoor venues such as this will witness our wedding.

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Adhira Ulya bint Abdullah Vishnu with the mascavine, cash."

'Overclang!

My daydreams ran out when I heard the sound of the pot falling, I suddenly heard someone calling my name. "Dhira! Adhira!" He shouted repeatedly.

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