My Soulmate's

So ON gegara UPIL

All married women want to have a good relationship with their parents-in-law. Wanted to be loved by the in-laws like his own son. But unfortunately, there are things that make the relationship of the daughter-in-law is not harmonious.

Not yet Kalycha's daughter-in-law has shown a bad attitude in front of her future father-in-law. But Halimah is not a crazy woman to be respected, she also realized that Kalycha would-be son-in-law is too young and still needs a lot to learn and be guided to be a good wife.

In terms of age Kakycha still belongs to the category of teenagers. But he was forced to marry early for his good according to his parents who certainly did not think.

"Darling, you will be married to your child, and soon you will be a wife. A righteous wife will always be devoted to her husband. Because a wife must be aware that in order to get ridho from God, they must make their husband ridho to him. A wife should also serve her husband well. So from now on learn to call him with the proper name. It's one small thing to show your respect to your husband later." Halimah gave a little encouragement to her future daughter-in-law.

"Mother is tired of lecturing her. Yes, if he remembers that it is not, it is in vain that Mother's efforts to give understanding to him. His son was a fool like this." Inner Haidar.

"Yes Ma'am, Icha will learn slowly, ma'am."

"So cute in front of Mom, huh?"

"Yes dear. So how do you like the dress?" ask Halimah again.

"It's Om Hai Bu's choice" said Kalycha but immediately got a glance from her mother-in-law. "Eh, Icha means this dress choice Kak Haidar Bu. Icha likes it and Icha wants this one."

"Thank God she likes it." Haidar was silent when his mother gave Kalycha advice even though she grumbled. "She looks beautiful in that dress too." Haidar's view never separated from Kalycha.

"Yes, we chose this one. But please stitch it up a little bit because it still looks great." pinta Nayla told the designer.

"Alright Madam. What about the Tuxedo? Does it fit that one?" the designer asked Nayla while glancing at Haidar.

Nayla looked towards Haidar. "How does Haidar do you like that one?" Nayla asked her future daughter-in-law.

"Yes, this one." Of course Haidar likes it because he himself chose the white color Tuxedo in accordance with the color of the dress worn by Kalycha.

"Alright, now we try the kebaya that will be worn by Miss Kalycha during the marriage contract later" said the designer then asked his boutique keeper to petrify Kalycha to change his clothes.

Again Haidar has chosen a beautiful kebaya design for Kalycha. I don't know when the super duper busy man had time to choose a dress and kebaya for his future wife. All her choices Kalycha liked her very much and all of her options were white.

Those in the boutique looked amazed at the beauty of Kalycha. "You are so beautiful, dear." Nayla hugged her daughter again.

"Sir Hai is also a Bun handsome. Please don't just praise me." Inner Kalycha who was amazed at Haidar who was wearing a modern white wedding suit that also matched the color of the kebaya he was wearing.

"You are a couple that fits. The other one is beautiful." Halimah praised the bride-to-be couple while showing her pinger heart. Of course, making both of them blush in shame.

Haidar shook his head at his mother's behavior. I don't know where his mother got the code of young people today. Maybe because his mother often accompanied Helsa to watch Korean dramas, Haidar thought.

"Yes mbak, they look very harmonious." Nayla followed suit to justify the words of his iron candidate.

One of the boutique guards again helped Kalycha to change her clothes.

"By the way you guys have dinner yet?" Nayla just remembered when she saw the day was getting dark.

The sun was hiding in hiding. Replaced by the moon ready to patrol the night.

"Not Bun, it was from the office directly pick up Icha at home his friend continues to come directly here because Mother same Mother has been waiting here." Haidar said the truth, because he had not had time to eat lunch to pursue the target to finish his work before his wedding day.

"Yes, we've been waiting for Mas Pram for a while. Mas Pram has–." Nayla's speech was cut off when she heard her husband's voice.

"Are you looking for me, baby?" Pram is standing at the door. Pram had entered the boutique without their knowledge because they were engrossed in admiring the two brides.

"Mas Pram, why are you standing there? Was it long ago?" Nayla approaches her husband and Pram just nods his head.

"Since you've been busy admiring them." Pram glanced at Haidar. "Yes we have left first let Haidar wait for Icha and catch up with us later." said Pram and Nayla understood what her husband meant to immediately invite the prospective iron to join their car.

"Let's go first." take Nayla. Halimah also knew the meaning of the couple's husband and wife. They purposely left the two of them, wanting to make their child even closer. Halimah agreed to come with them. Leaving behind Haidar and Kalycha who were changing their clothes.

"Haidar you just follow, we eat in restaurants usually."

"Good Dad–."

Pram, Nayla and Halimah choose to wait for their children at the restaurant. And it doesn't matter how long Haidar has been coming along with Kalycha. They also enjoyed dinner together.

After finishing dinner with Pram, Nayla and Kalycha return home. Halimah and Haidar return home together. Halimah came to the boutique to be picked up by Nayla's driver.

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Kalycha is currently resting her body on her bed. The tiredness he felt made him want to immediately fly into the dream world.

But before he was completely washed away in a dream his phone vibrated signifying notification of incoming messages. With a lazy gesture Kalycha grabbed her Handphone and opened her eyes slowly seeing who was sending her a message.

"Ngapain the heck WA night-night gini." Kalycha muttered when she saw the message from Haidar, while it was only 9 p.m.

"Udah sampa?" ask Haidar from WhatsApp message.

"Udah "brief Kalycha reply.

"Udah studying?"

"Udah."

"Well asleep?"

"Udah."

"Well, how can you reply to a message?"

"So already want to sleep but the HP jolt is shocked so wake up."

"Tomorrow morning I'm anther to school.

I'll take her home too."

"Hmm."

Haider POV

I've tried to show him my attention but he's still jutek and ketusi me.

Like the reply to his message last night who answered with a short answer even cleared his throat. That's a message not a chat why it should be throttling.

I reached his home page. As usual, I went straight in after saying my greetings first. I also deliberately did not eat breakfast from home because surely Mr. Pram aka my future in-laws would definitely force me to have breakfast at home. If the morning has double breakfast can be like a drumben player later my stomach.

"Haidar have you come? Let's have breakfast first." As I thought, my future-in-law must have invited me to breakfast. To reject it, I cannot.

"Good Dad–." Then I sat facing him.

"Darling, call Icha let us have breakfast together." My father-in-law's future father asked his wife to call Kalycha.

"Let me just Dad, pity Mommy if you have to go up and down the stairs." I offered to call him myself. Because I knew that my future mother-in-law was pregnant.

"All right, you're right. You call yourself, tell him to come down quickly. On the door of his room is his name."

Without waiting for long I even half ran up the stairs and I immediately stepped two steps at once so that faster until I thought.

Tock....Tock.... Tock....

I knocked on the door of his room but there was no sound or answer from inside.

I held the handle of the door turned out that the door of his room was not locked. "Not enter?" I asked myself which of course was the answer I chose to enter.

I opened the door of his room, I saw the contents of his room neatly arranged, although still a boy turned out he was neat too. I admire the arrangement of the room. Very simple and unique.

It turned out that the boy liked the white color, visible from the interior of the room and the design of the room was dominated by white. It's worth all the dresses and wedding kebaya she likes because everything I choose is white.

"Aahkkk.." came the boy's scream from behind me. I opened his mouth to not scream.

"Don't yell." He nodded his head. Then I took off my hand that covered her mouth.

"Om Hai, what's in my room?" The impact with half a voice held.

I breathe heavily. Again he called me that name.

I was also surprised to see it, early in the morning I was presented with a beautiful scenery like this can-can dizziness my head up below. How could I turn my eyes away from her using a towel that only covered half of her beautiful body.

"What about Om Hai in my room?" He asked back.

"Daddy asked me to call you breakfast together. Hurry up and put your clothes on." I said, but my sight did not escape him.

"How can I change clothes if Om Hai is still here."

Cup. Without even knowing it, I kissed her lips.

"What did Om do?" He yelled at me he was so angry that I kissed his lips.

"What have you done Haidar? Why did you kiss her?" the Angel was very angry at me for my carelessness.

"What's wrong with kissing your own future wife?" the Devil came to defend me.

"But they haven't officially married Upil Oon?" Snapped the Angel who was very obedient to religious norms.

"Look you call me Upil." The Devil was angry. "But they, too, have kissed more hot than that Angel (Saying with the Indonesian spelling)." Damn the Devil reminded me back to the incident when Icha took the medicine per*ngsang that night.

"Damn Lo, Lo Upil base. Why do I want to know the same thing happened that night. It'll be ON me UPIIILLLL."

That was how it used to be. Hanyalan Author not yet nyampe jauuuuh 🤭

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