My husband is possessive

Go Home to Mom's

Coming home to the parents' house has always been a precious and pleasant moment for me, for Ren as well.

Either to mom's house or to the house

mama, there's nothing different.  Now

they are no longer mothers or in-laws. But it's all part of my life. All my parents. Because marriage is not about two hearts that are attached, but two families that unite.

To this day I also always get a report from mom or mom if they

meet and spend time together. Tell their version. But strangely what they speak is also compact. Ah, true soulmate. Two friends who were found in an extraordinary way by God. My household is a part of their destiny that they never thought or talked about before. The soul mate is a divine mystery.

God's destiny binds hearts and love. Singles never get tired of praying. Pray with determination and confidence.

Back to the routine meeting of mom and mom. Metime Cool language, if you say mother, let sane mother-memak also need a picnic. I laughed at the words my mother used. But it's true that, once in a while, getting out of the daily routine and doing something fun for yourself is necessary. Whatever it is. Because the one who knows best what makes you happy is yourself. Metime doesn't have to leave the house. Metime doesn't have to cost you anything. Sometimes happiness comes from simple things.

I'm glad they got along, I'm jealous. If only I had one

the child who is a match with my college friend's child must be a mother and mother. Hehe.

“ Why smile?” Ren glanced while remaining focused on driving.

“ Honey," I want to pass on my delusion to her. " I imagine that later we have a child and it turns out to be a child

we're dating one of our friends must be funny huh. Kayak mom same mom.” I keep telling my story about my college friend. Mention their names. " Some have children, some have not, some are even newly married." The destiny of our colorful life. Sweet and sour life journey. Ren chimed in on my babbling. Just imagine being excited like this, especially mothers and mothers who live it. I'm really envious.

Car in front of the gate. The security guard pushed the door and greeted politely. " Everything's gathered." Uh, who's gathered.  I can't talk, Ren's driving.

I saw the car parked neatly when entering the parking area of the house.

I counted. I memorized Ren's brother's car. What is this. Why is everyone gathering like this. Ren

pull car.

“ Why?” I noticed I was taking hp. I didn't answer, I was looking at birthday notes

family member. Just in case there's one of Ren's sisters or brother-in-law's birthday. Nonexistent

coke. Look at the list of nephews, nephews, too. Mama and papa's birthday I memorized out of my head.

“ Ren why all at gather. I didn't miss anything, did I?” Don't

until I forget to bring a gift or something for today. Uaaa, I can be embarrassed.

Our wedding anniversary alone they remember all. I got a lot of gifts from them.

“ Nothing. Everything is at home.” He's down first. I

squinting suspicious eyes. It seems he did not intentionally tell me. Ren opens

back door and take the food we bought. “ Come in.” I

just lowered my left leg. Ren's nephew greeted us with a shout of their spirit. Their voices were even heard until the front gate for sure.

“ Aunt Aya equals Om Renan come!”  yelling while

turned his head.His hand was still caressing at the door. Calling friends. And as I thought, as I thought,

then came the other heads.Lumpat-legged and ran towards me and Ren. I haven't seen their behavior for a long time. One of the things I miss when I gather at my mom's house are these kids.

I flooded kisses and hugs from them one-on-one.

“ Habits move aside there, guys already big can not kiss Auntie

Aya.” Ren spread out his hands full of grocery bags. In front of his nephew

the biggest. His first brother's son. He's serious. But his nephew

" Om Renan still hugging my mom. Week. Spoiled." Igniting coals.

" Hey, that's a different story. I'm moving out there." Strong drops forbid.

“ I'll still be SD Om.” Not pinched when Ren's hand was still trying to prevent, he hugged me. I don't know

how is his facial expression behind my back. The face facing Ren. All I heard was Ren growling annoyed behind me.

“ Nih take, eat with others. Move, move, hus,hus.” Giving one bag containing a snack

I bought it earlier. He shook his head.

“ Indeed I boy tell play with the babies.” Nahlo. He was still an SD boy.

I laughed as Ren began to ignite and hold his nephew.

“ Boy base, your mama's descendants here.” I grabbed the cake in hand

Ren is afraid of being destroyed. He was holding his nephew who was curled because he was tickled. They are so funny.

Like their mother who loved her only brother, their children idolized Ren. I also received love and affection from these wonderful children. They're scrambling to help me carry my shopping bag.

“ Aya already arrived yes.” Everyone came out to greet us because of the voices of the children.

“ Brother I'm here.” Ren sulking.

“ Haha, my dear sister here brother hugs.  You don't bother your wife, do you?”  Ren grumbled while rebelling, unwilling to be in

hugged the first brother long ago, who treated him like a boy.

I kissed the hands of all the family members.

" Greetings to come with us." The second brother pulled my new hand to touch the sofa. " Mama, come along too." I don't know anything, follow their steps. Climbing stairs.

" Hey, you're taking me where my wife is going." Renan who had just dropped off his nephew had already caught up to the stairs.

“ It's a girl's business, you chat with the gentlemen there!” Ren looked sad. " Hey, don't be weird." It seemed like Second Brother saw Ren was about to pretend to cry. " Aye."  Put both hands on my cheeks. Wiggled. Why this, Second brother looked at me with an anxious look.

“ Kak Lati so more beautiful after wearing hijab." The others have entered my mother's room.

Three of Ren's sisters got a wonderful gift from God a few days ago. They are very compact, although with a different hijab style. I remembered what Ren said when he touched my hair. What he provoked ya with the new appearance of his three brothers.

" Hehe, I have something funny for you to try." Pushing my body into my mom's room.

I'm sure what I mean I know.

Right, right, everyone is unpacking groceries.

" Brand Morela just pulled out funny clothes for jilbaber, once see fit for Aya. So we unconsciously bought it." Everyone laughed happily. I'm the one who's horrified. I don't have to try it all, do I?

" Look at this, the size is very fitting for Aya. Huaaaaa, if only I were as beautiful as Aya."

" Just look at this hijab, I'm sure this is made specifically for Aya." jreng.jreng.

" Mama also made a cute hijab brooch for Aya." Mama too!

So they always say that my body shape is perfect. Tiny beautiful. Haha, sorry I described myself excessively. So every time they shop see clothes that do not match the size of their bodies but really funny. Finally it is like this.

" Aya try it all. Later Renan must be surprised to see Aya wearing a hijab." Uh.....

Welcome to my sister-in-law's world.

Seriate

What do your metime usually do? Watch the drama while eating boiled instant noodles whose sauce is mixed with a lot of chili ^_^