My husband became my sister-in-law

My husband became my sister-in-law
Episode 4



Since the fight that night, mas gibran increasingly showed a change in his attitude to me, I was really confused to face the attitude of mas gibran, warm attitude all this time I never get again.


I looked at a wedding photo of the two of us, in the photo appeared mas gibran smile with both hands coiled in my stomach, at that time I felt very much how much gibran loves me.


But for now, the attitude of mas gibran becomes very cold, even the coldness in ice cubes alone is nothing compared to the attitude of mas gibran, there was no more laughter that he gave to me and the king, even now it is very rare to get a gibran mas playing with the king.


I wanted to feel like I was talking to both my parents or my in-laws, but I was afraid that it might trigger a big fight in my household, I really love mas gjbran I am sure someday mas gibran will change again as usual.


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Tomorrow is our wedding anniversary, I've rented a place to hold small parties, my mom and dad and my two in-laws are busy helping to arrange the decorations to seem very romantic.


Usually every will celebrate a wedding anniversary, mas gibran will be very enthusiastic in choosing the theme to be chosen for the party, but not for now mas gibran indifferent as if reluctant to celebrate it.


But I still want to celebrate the historic day for us, I also made a video in which there are photos of the two of us from the first meeting to the presence of azka, he said, I hope that after mas gibran saw the video he will change again like the gibran mas I knew.


“Finally finished also” I said to myself.


Suddenly my mother approached me and sat down beside me.


“Gibran where nak ?? kok only you are busy making all this alone” asked mama to me.


“Mas gibran is busy ma, he wants to do his work so that later fitting the show he is calm” answered me with a lie.


I know my answer is unsatisfactory to my mother, because almost every mother asks about mas gibran I always answer if she is busy, but I see her smiling while hugging me tightly.


“Nia promise yes same mama, if nia again there is a problem nia will tell the same mom and dad, nia do not pendam all alone !!, for mama and papa nia remain our little daughter” mama's words very piercing the recesses of my heart, if you know that at this time her daughter is again on the verge of confusion, mama said, but I don't want to make it all fight, I know that papa won't be quiet if mas gibran hurts me, so I prefer silence.


“Iya ma, nia promise to tell you any nia problem to mom and dad, thanks because mom and dad really love nia” I said still in mom's arms.


Mama let go of her embrace, then mama kissed my whole face like I was still her little daughter first.


After that mom parted to continue the decorating event, it was almost soreh and everything was almost 90% complete, not much I invited only my friends and his friends mas gibran.


I always saw the entrance, I was waiting for someone but not mas gibran, I was waiting for my sister zara, after I remembered it seemed like zara was avoiding me all this time, is it because he's an adult so he's not that close anymore I thought.


“Let's go home son, everything is done, the king's office at home just the same aunt aja” said papa surprised me.


“Eh, yes come home” take me later.


I got up from my seat, and took a small bag, after which I walked towards the car and immediately got into my car, my mother and father and my two in-laws followed me from behind.


“Kok feeling I'm not good gini ya” murmured me in the heart.


I don't know why there was such a strange feeling, I don't know why, but I'm so excited.


“Ah maybe because tomorrow is my wedding party as mas gibran so I go like this” said encouraging myself.


30 Minutes later I got to my house, I put my car in the trunk, I saw next to the gibran car, it means he's home.


I immediately went down and ran into the house, I missed the king very much because almost all day I left him at home, after I entered I saw the king again playing with zara, and then I saw the king again playing with zara, but not only zara but there is mas gibran there.


I walked closer, Zara who had seen me go home immediately stood up.


“Kakak has gone home” asked zara to me.


I just nodded, I noticed the three of them.


Mas gibran turned his head towards me, there was no smile that he showed me, he immediately stood up and passed from before me.


“Mother, mother” The voice of the king surprised me.


“Eh baby mother, already fragrant, bearti already shower dong” said I was anxious at my son, and I kissed the cheeks of his bully.


“Udah, earlier shower cama aunty ala (Zara) cama dad, bun”


Deggg


What is the king of baths with zara and mas gibran, what is this?? why are they so close, I know that zara from the past was a bit close to mas gibran but not so close, and why mas gibran only three at home, yes although there is a king but he is still a child, not his from the past if there is no I mas gibran reluctant to be at home, and this mala bathing the king along with zara.


“Loh his aunt king mana” asked me again, while zara has gone somewhere.


“Aibi came home unda, there is a father nemenin aja(King)” my son's answer greatly made me shocked I sat on the floor still holding the king.


Not long after my mom and dad arrived, seeing me sitting limp on the floor they ran to help me.


“Nia, you why nak” asked my mama so hard.


But I didn't respond to my empty gaze no matter how long I fainted.


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1 hour later I opened my eyes slowly, I saw my mother crying while covering my hair, my father was also sitting at the side with mas gibran.


“You've realized son ?? what do you feel ?? is there a pain” asked mama bertubi-tubi.


I just shook my head and smiled, I held my hand.


“Nia no papa ma, pa, maybe nia exhausted” I replied limp.


“Yes you rest first yes, if there is anything call mama and papa” said my papa, then they passed leaving my room.


The two of me left with gibran mas in the room, I turned my face away, I was reluctant to look him in the face.


“I told you, do not make the party unclear like that, you are tired right, see if you are sick who will take care of raja” said mas gibran.


I shed tears, the words mas gibran hurt my feelings so much, why he didn't understand me at all, that's not the word I wanted, I want mas gibran to explain why he's at home and not following me where I'm going to have a party.


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