My father-in-law Kang Setur

MKA 14'S

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Seconds pass, days change and months go by. Zavier is now eight months old. My little baby is already big. I didn't think he could crawl. Zavier is my life, my life and my happiness. His presence makes my life colorful, he's my only reason to stay in this house.

Today my sister-in-law came. A great welcome has been made by everyone in this house. It's only natural that he came from abroad. His name is Oca.

"How are you, Dhira?" She hugged me.

"Alhamdulillah, good news, brother." I returned his embrace. "How boy? Big Brother's content is healthy, right?"

"Alhamdulillah. The doctor said, My son again. Pray it'll be healthy!"

"Surely, Brother."

Yes, Brother Oca came because he wanted to give birth. She decided to give birth in the capital to be close to her mother. Huh, I miss Mom. How are you doing Mom?

I can't force my will, I want it to feel like I told Mom to come here. What power, Dad and Mom are busy selling. Besides I live in my in-laws' house, it's really weird that I bring my parents to this house even if I only stay for a week.

Seconds pass, days change and months go by. Zavier is now eight months old. My little baby is already big. I didn't think he could crawl. Zavier is my life, my life and my happiness. His presence makes my life colorful, he's my only reason to stay in this house.

Today my sister-in-law came. A great welcome has been made by everyone in this house. It's only natural that he came from abroad. His name is Oca.

"How are you, Dhira?" She hugged me.

"Alhamdulillah, good news, brother." I returned his embrace. "How boy? Big Brother's content is healthy, right?"

"Alhamdulillah. The doctor said, My son again. Pray it'll be healthy!"

"Surely, Brother."

Yes, Brother Oca came because he wanted to give birth. She decided to give birth in the capital to be close to her mother. Huh, I miss Mom. How are you doing Mom?

I can't force my will, I want it to feel like I told Mom to come here. What power, Dad and Mom are busy selling. Besides I live in my in-laws' house, it's really weird that I bring my parents to this house even if I only stay for a week.

This was our first meeting after I got married, because we only met once when Ijab qabulku was held. "Sister, how's it going there? Excited huh?"

I deliberately opened the conversation, although it seemed embarrassing but for me this is a good topic to start a conversation. Oca nodded with a smile, "When you go there, I take a walk. Wouldn't you?"

I replied with a smile, actually I wanted to answer 'Yes', but I was aware of the income given by my husband. To get there maybe I have to collect a lot of money because the cost there must not be cheap. Oca's sister is very good, I immediately connect when talking to her. "Dhir, what are you scholars?"

"Economy, Brother."

"Graduate?"

"Well, it could be your analyst!"

Instead, work. I know at the end they told me to work. Holy hooch! I want to feel like I'm yelling while I say try you guys who say that to my husband!

"Dhir!"

I flinched, "Huh? Hm! Yes, Brother?"

"Jeez, are you daydreaming?"

"Gee, hehehe!" I scratched my nape that wasn't itchy.

'Prangs!

"Dhiro!" Again I heard the screaming, I was already puffing with his tone. It must be Mama Rima!

"Yes, Ma." I left after saying goodbye to Brother Oca.

When I was in the kitchen, there were a lot of broken dishes. What the hell's going on? Why does a house like a ship break?

"Why shut up? Helpin!" Jerky Mama.

I nodded, I quoted one by one the fragments of the plate. Before long, Mama Rima even left me who was still focused on the broken plate. 'This is my name!' muttered.

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Blurbs:

Gilang, a young man still sitting on the High School bench likes a widow with three children.

He fell in love at first sight. And the first time they met at an inopportune time.

Can Gilang, melt the heart of a widow who has just separated from her husband because of domestic violence.

Can Gilang melt the hearts of the three widow guards?

Or did Gilang choose to retreat?