My father-in-law Kang Setur

MKA 51'S

"Oh, here comes the father. The son is in anger, the father is busy happy-happy."

"That's not the story, you don't misunderstand."

"Look at your wife, Mas. She still wears minimalist clothes. There was a sign of love around his neck. Hmh! Disgusting. Dhira doesn't matter Mas like that with his wife, but is there a thought of a child? Zavier was treated inappropriately. By God, this is the last time Zavier stays here."

I immediately took Zavier out, he wanted to hold him back but fortunately there was Mr. Zaydan who was hindering Mas Rayyan.

"Don't interfere" said Mas Rayyan who I can still hear.

"Why? I also have the right to interfere."

"Who are you? Huh?"

"Dhira is my future wife, just wait for her next month's invitation."

Whahuh? Wife-to-be? I just heard it in shock, let alone them. Really, this is not the real plan. But it seems like Mr. Zaydan's words are able to silence their mouths.

Thank goodness, thought. I don't have to bother soiling my mouth for people like them.

"Haha!" Mas Rayyan suddenly laughed out loud, like a person who was losing his mind.

"You think I believe? You're the boss in the office, aren't you? Oh, you want to lie to me so I can't see my son again? No way, Sir!" Mas Rayyan continued, it seems like he does not believe in it at all.

This is the most disgusting thing. Not strong to hold tightness in my heart, I approached Mas Rayyan and then ... 'Plaque!

Just one slap, but I think it can make him sick. Huh, feel that!

"For so long, you've been trifling people, Zavier's father. The day after tomorrow I'll give you our wedding invitation, even more quickly but at least you have nothing to do with me and my son." I said it out loud, then I pulled Mr. Zaydan's hand out.

I saw the neighbors watching us. Ah, this is so funny. Mak Jaka who was there too now he smiled wryly, I know for sure he is currently jealous and annoyed with me. I saw that Madam Hanum gave me a thumbs up, which sucks! I want to see him now.

Mr. Zaydan pulled me into the car, then we got out of there. Before long Zavier fell asleep, the atmosphere still quiet at this time.

"Dhiro!" Call Mr. Zaydan.

"Yes, Sir? Uh, Mas."

"I'm sorry, because I said something like that."

"I'm the one who thanked Mas, because Mas already wanted to save me."

"On the day after tomorrow, you--"

"Sorry, Mas. Maybe this is too rushed, if Mas is not ready nor pa-pa."

"I admired you a long time ago, there's no way I wasn't ready to marry you. Tomorrow we go to the village, meet your father and mother. I'll ask them for their blessing."

"Are you sure?"

"Maybe you haven't loved me, love after marriage is more fun than love without ties."

The words of Mr. Zaydan made my heart melt, ah am I really starting to like it?

"Mother ..." Your son's voice broke the silence. He woke up from his sleep and smiled at me.

"Why smile?"

"Is it true that Mother and Om both will marry?"

"Do you like it, son?"

Zavier smiled, "Zavier was delighted to hear that, Mother. When will Mother get married? Don't be like dad's wedding, the guests are few, the party isn't festive."

"You want a fancy wedding?"

Zavier nodded his head, "Can you, Bun?"

"Of course, but first you have to know your brother."

"Sister? Does Zavier have a sister?"

"Yes, are you happy?"

"Yeeeeeey! Zavier always wanted to have a brother."

"Tomorrow we'll go to grandma's house, yeah," I'll take Zavier's head.

"We're taking the train again, aren't we, Mother?"

"Ask Om well, don't want to take the train."

"Om good, would you?"

"You dong" said Mr. Zaydan to make Zavier even happier.

Zavier's happiness is everything to me, "Thank you, Mom."

"You happy?" This time Mr. Zaydan asked me.

"Very!" while I wipe the tears that had dripped.