NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTERS 70. ADHISTY DESIRE

A few days later.

Asha still has not much activity other than physiotherapy to improve the health of his legs and body, so Denok focus on helping Ghala. He was getting more and more keen to take care of the livestock on the application pioneered by the employer some time ago.

This afternoon Maghala plans to monitor the development of his joinan business in the office area. However, when he was about to say goodbye to Asha, he saw his wife bend her knees to almost touch her chest. The thick blanket was interested in forming a clear indentation of that slender body.

Maghala approached the side of the bed, she found many grains of sweat as big as corn on Asha's forehead.

"Astaghfirullah, why Asha? it was fine after the Asar prayer" Ghala said, sitting on the side of the bed and wiping a trail of sweat from his wife's forehead.

"Sick, Mas," complained Asha softly as she held both arms in front of her chest.

"Where's the pain, honey? show me" said Maghala. He rubbed the curled back of his woman.

Ashadiya no longer answered, he tried not to complain and chose to enjoy the pain in the lower part of his body.

Maghala could not bear, he went out of the room to the kitchen to fetch warm drinking water in order to reduce the pain that has not been known the source. Unintentionally, Ghala's impetuous move almost hit Adhisty who had just come out of the pantry.

"I'm sorry, Ma" Ghala said, taking a few steps back.

"Why Ghala, hurry up. Asha's sick?" ask the mother-in-law. Slowly, Adhisty gradually changed his attitude to be gentle and considerate, since several events hit him.

"Likely yes. Nguhuh sick to cower like that," Ghala replied, then, rushed to the kitchen and then ran small to the room back.

Adhisty followed his son-in-law's steps and then headed for their bed. She sat on the edge of the bed and touched Asha's forehead, then slipped her hands into her daughter's lower abdomen, massaging gently there.

Sensing a touch from her mother, Ashadiya loosened her arms, she began to look calmer.

"Get it, Asha?" adhisty asked gently, his left hand washing away the sweat that soaked his face.

Ashadiya nodded slowly even though his eyes and mouth were tightly closed. Adhisty understands the habits of the child, once in a while Asha will be like this if the month comes.

"Asha gets her first day, Ghala. Try to take a cooler bag in the drawer, fill it with warm water and then put it on the lower abdomen as well as the waist of Asha," said Adhisty describes the condition his daughter is experiencing at this time.

Maghala nodded quickly, she then went back out of the room doing what Adhisty asked. Before long, the handsome man returned with the needs of his wife. Madame Cyra hugged Asha's upper body and lifted it so that Ghala could position the pillow.

"This is how" said Adhisty when Asha was lying on her back. He placed a warm water pouch over his lower abdomen, occasionally pressing it gently into the hose by wiping his waist.

"Well, he'll sleep again and the pain will subside. If Asha wakes up, ask Denok or anyone to make a decoction of herbal medicine from turmeric and tamarind, mix betel leaves one sheet ... he occasionally experienced this kind of severe pain when it came to the moon," explained Adhisty still rubbed the lower abdomen of Asha.

Maghala nodded her head, she looked down, hiding her smile. Asha knew how to take care of herself.

"OK, Ma. Thanks much. Sorry to bother you," Ghala said as Adhisty rose.

The handsome man sat on the edge of the bed and replaced his mother's duties. Sure enough, not long after, Asha fell asleep. Plans will go to the angkringan sales place had Ghala postponed that afternoon.

Bada Maghrib, Asha's condition has been better. He has not complained of pain so he can do his personal business independently. Ghala only faithfully accompanied and waited for him at the bathroom door.

A warm herbal medicine has been waiting for Sakha's mistress, Denok, who escorted all Ashadiya's needs to the room and reported Alka's arrival.

"Alka's coming? with who?" ghala asked, just as Asha opened the bathroom door.

Maghala asked his wife to sit on the sofa so that she could comb and tie Asha's matted hair.

"Miss Aisel. I think they want permission to get married" Denok replied while arranging a dish on the sofa table.

His spring fingers reached for the small glass of yellow liquid that he used to consume during the monthly guest's arrival.

"Oh yes, Den Ghala and Non Asha, were asked to go to the big mistress's office," Denok said again, stepping out.

Maghala nodded. He waited for his wife to finish finishing all the special dishes today.

"It's mandatory, honey?" ghala asked when she saw herbs, vegetables, tofu and steamed chicken in small portions, warm water and cold rice in the tray.

Ashadiya nodded. This is the rule of Adhisty for him when entering the menstrual period for the next three days. "Yes, said mama consumption of this menu until the day after tomorrow. You can't eat spicy, hot, fried, cold drinks or soda" Asha replied while enjoying her meal.

Maghala assessed that the woman sitting next to him had a patient nature, not much to argue with. If the body's reaction is fine then Asha chooses silence. He rubbed his wife's head dearly, salute her with patience and was very obedient to Adhisty's rules all along.

Before long, Cyra's couple headed for Adhisty's study. When they arrived, Alka was talking about Aisel's proposal.

Adhisty just silently listened, he looked at Aisel sharply for influencing his son to cheat and making Cyra almost collapse if Ghala did not come to help.

Alka's testimony against Sade's case, made Adhisty a city prisoner. While waiting for the full file, Maghala also gave assurances to the authorities, that Adhisty will not run away so that the mother-in-law can still move as usual.

"Aisel still had the guardian of an uncle, Ma. I've visited him to ask Aisel. Now, our family's stay came to confirm my intentions" Alka explained, looking towards Adhisty and Ghala.

"You set it. Mama left. The company's business is also unfinished. If you're in bui, how will Cyra?" adhisty asked, staring alternately at Ghala and Alka.

Maghala lowered her head, she was reluctant to interfere. Ashadiya was the same, he was not interested. Asha wishes to even move into a simple house, ride a motorcycle anywhere together with Ghala and become a young mother like most other women. Take school children, hang out, mingle with neighbors, join the police and more.

Ashadiya smiled sweetly imagining all that. She just wants to be Maghala Sakha's wife.

"Where? why silent?" insist Adhisty again, still fixed looking at the two men.

"Silver, Ma. I kept it this way, selling as usual before meeting Asha," Ghala replied steadily, glancing at the woman beside her.

Ashadiya nodded quickly, his smile flashing as Ghala understood his wish without having to say much.

"Alka, dengerin tuh. You can swing. Mama tipped Cyra, would just ride live with Asha later after out bui ... Ghala, can you, mama come with you?" adhisty asked his son-in-law.

The Cyra couple looked at each other. It's not wrong to hear them, about Adhisty's wishes. "Can, Ma, can. As long as Mama holds it with a perfunctory treat later," replied Ghala, smiling knots.

Adhisty nodded faintly, his twinkle emanated eyes clearly signaling he was happy. "Alhamdulillah ... Alka, don't buy a house, stay here. Tomorrow, you're gonna have to sign the grant papers. Mama wants to retire, just want to encourage grandchildren," he added.

"Aisel, take my son. Keep Alka to remain a good child, I will not interfere with your household life even though Alka still has an obligation to me to serve. As for the marriage, Mama knew it was all right" Adhisty said, looking at Ghala, hoping her daughter-in-law would understand her wishes.

"Good, Ma. Forgive us for making such reckless decisions. Thank you, "Aisel replied heartily, Adhisty has changed a lot when compared to Alka's story about him, long ago.

Maghala caught Adhisty's signal. He nodded until a smile re-expanded on the dusk face of the in-law.

Everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief. One by one all the work was done. Time to meet a new life like a sheet of paper as white as cotton, which will only be traced with a lot of goodness.

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