My Wife is a Letter Blind

The arrival of Sofi

After finishing arranging all the breakfast on the table.I immediately called mas ikhsan.I saw my husband was chatting in the living room with Mama Lena and Papa Zoni.

We ate in silence. no sound was heard, the atmosphere was Cold. I did not dare to look them in the face.I was like a stepson who was so scared by his stepmother. I would feel protected if the mas ikhsan was with me. I felt like I wanted to go wherever my husband went. Because I felt like he was the only one who cared about me in this house.

After finishing breakfast, I followed mas ikhsan to return to the room.and mash ikhsan immediately picked up his office bag, he was already preparing to leave.

"Nia, I left first yes.you are good2 at home. If there is an attitude of your mother or family that offends you. then I hope you to be patient yes! hopefully over time they can accept you." mas ikhsan messages me. It seems like he already knows how his family behaves if there is no him in this house.

"Okay mas. I will try to remain patient. mas ikhsan hati2 ya work." I immediately reached out to greet him. and he was like nervous. soon I kissed the hand of my Imam.

He soon left me still standing at the door of the room, hoping he would come back and kiss me on the forehead. Ah, Nia. do not fantasize.I hit my head slowly so that my brain does not fantasize anymore.

"More."

I jumped when I heard the sound, and my face reddened when I found out that mash ikhsan was standing in front of me. My heart was pounding again.I really had fallen in love with my husband, myself, so that every face to face with him my heart always thumped uncharacteristically

"Yes, I. Is there anything missing?" I answered with an uncertain feeling.

"May I kiss your forehead?"

The deg!

"It feels like my heart beats only once.if not out of shame, then I will faint right then and there in the arms of mas ikhsan. but how could I dare to do such a shameful thing.if the soap opera is clear the actor get the money.lah, I? it's definitely getting embarrassed. huh.. no. it's so embarrassing!

Mas ikhsan is still looking at me to ask for an answer. somehow to answer yes.or just nod, it feels very difficult.this question is very happy.I think I want to hear the question again. O Allah, why are you like this Nia. let's give your answer immediately.do you not know that your husband has waited a long time.

I looked at the handsome face of mas ikhsan and slowly nodded my head as a sign that I wanted it so much. Even if he asked for more than that I was very sincere.

Slowly he approached me. he kissed my forehead deeply.don't ask me how my body reacted at that time.I was very happy.

"I go first yes.you're good2 at home. Don't get too tired" she said, maybe she knows that I do like to do things.

After the mas ikhsan left, I went back into the room and I sat in front of a fairly large mirror at the dresser.I looked at my face which was still red. I can't hide my happiness this morning, I hope it's a good start for me.

***

Now I'm back to help mbak Siti to do the task in this house. lamup-sayup I listen to mama Lena is calling near the pool in the backyard.

"Honey, you believe me, same Aunt. for now let the woman enjoy the comfort in this house. calm down! ikhsan would not be likely to fall in love with her, because Auntie knows that you are the only woman she loves!"

I must be patient, God, do not let me be weak before them. I know their plans that will make me mentally weak so I give up and leave this house. No. I will never give up I am his wife mas ikhsan. so I'm gonna get out of this house if my own husband wants it

***

This afternoon Siti and I had finished business in the kitchen.I immediately arranged the dishes I cooked earlier on the dining table.

When I was arranging dishes.I heard the sound of laughter mama Lena and Sofi. it turns out that the woman actually came. and not how long ago mbak Dewi also came out of her room. and followed by Mbak Sinta with his two children.

Now they have sat on the dining table chair, except for mas ikhsan and Papa Zoni are also his two brothers-in-law because they are doing their respective activities. the only ones at the table are the women.

When I was done, I allowed them to eat, and then I immediately left before them. "Nia, you don't eat all of them?" ask Sinta who stopped my steps

"No Ma'am, I'm not hungry yet" I replied.

"Have let him go anyway if he sits with us. Mama's appetite is gone" said Mama Lena

"Some of it is Auntie. my daughter-in-law Aunty" said Sofi chimed in Mama Lena's words with a smile mocking her

"Tante never thought of him as a son-in-law. That aunt wants you, only you're Aunt's daughter-in-law."

Nyess...

My heart is so sick. It's really so bad. I try to be casual. I'll put that word2 out of my right ear and I'll get it out of my left ear.

Come Nia, you must not cry.you must be strong.I immediately go from before them, I immediately go to the room.it feels like this place is the safest of all words that hurt my heart

After arriving in my room. I could not hold back my tears to not fall. I remembered the words of Mama Lena. so hate her with me? why can't he accept me as his son-in-law.

O Allah, strengthen the account. I must not cry, Rabb. I wipe my tears and immediately go to the bathroom to take ablution. I pray Zuhr. there is no place I complain, I will not be, except to my Lord. Yes, I cannot be weak, for I am not alone. God will always be with me and take care of me.

after I finished praying I immediately laid my body on the bed. I want to sleep to eliminate all the feelings that raged in my heart.

May Allah open the doors of the hearts of Mama Lena and my sisters-in-law, may they accept me as part of this family.

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