Red Line
14: Family is not worth it
Note author: sorry if there are many shortcomings in the story, because the author is still a beginner 🔰
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The atmosphere is shahdu, after prayer everyone meets and shakes hands in the street, not least with Marsel and Wulan.
Their old neighbors are very happy to see Marsel who is married, some are heartbroken because they failed to match their children with Marsel.
"Okay, sorry born and inner ya. Not his wife yet, Sel? " ask the neighbor.
"Not yet ma'am, do'ain aja soon my wife ngisi" replied Marsel gently.
"Petatan ngisi yes, so it can follow the Sela. After all, do not lose with him" said the neighbor.
On the verge of balancing his wife's feelings, Marsel just nodded his head while embracing Wulan.
"Darling, don't laugh to the heart, will you? " ask Marsel with a worried tone.
"Papa kok bang, let us not forget. Later if we forget, even we are alone" replied Wulan with a smile.
Thomas's family returned to their home, they first bowed before doing any other activities.
"Papa, if Wulan bang Same Marsel has got it wrong, Wulan apologizes yes, whether it's from our nature or our behavior is less pleasing to papa, we apologize" wulan said shaking hands with Thomas.
"Yes son, papa and mama also apologized to you and Marsel for last year and now, may our family relationship remain good and you are happy to continue together"
Wulan unhesitatingly embraced Thomas, as she had assumed Thomas and Salma were her parents.
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After shaking hands, the family ate together in the kitchen, joking and laughing as they enjoyed their meal.
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat... "
From outside the door there seemed to be a guest, Salma walked forward and welcomed the guests who came.
"Hey, really eat it, don't you want to take it? "
Marsel knew the voice, it was Enrico and Arinska.
"Gosh, you two, let's eat the same" said Marsel.
"Well, the pregnant Arinska is already great, when is his prediction, sister iska? " ask Misella.
"Yes, if it is calculated by the doctor soon, about 2-3 weeks again. How is your content now, Sela, healthy just right" replied Arinska.
"Healthy, just haven't kicked him yet" said Misella.
Among the chatter of the two pregnant women, Wulan felt she wanted to get pregnant quickly so as not to feel left behind by the two pregnant women who were chatting in front of her.
"Lan, we stopped by Lebaran at your cousin's house, huh? "
Marsel came and approached Wulan, Wulan was surprised, Wulan then pulled Marsel's hand and took him out of the kitchen.
"How do you know if Wulan has a cousin? " ask Wulan.
"Tau, you know you still have a cousin's family, it was told from Santi's mother" replied Marsel.
"No need to bang, Wulan does not want to stop by his cousin Wulan's family home" declined Wulan.
"Lan, whose name is Lebaran, we should be the same people after a month of fasting, this is the momentum once a year we have to obey the people closest to us, Wulan" explained Marsel.
Wulan began to think, he then nodded his head and asked for a THR card on Salma for him to give later with a cousin or nephew of his cousin's family.
"Mama, Marsel asked for a THR dong card to be filled with money, wanted to stop by his cousin Wulan's family home" call Marsel.
'Yes, take it on the television, mama naruhnya there earlier' said Salma from the kitchen.
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On the way, Wulan only mused, realizing that Marsel immediately called his wife.
"Lane... "
"Yes, why bang? " ask Wulan.
"You don't do that, the cousin's family also includes your family, you can't stop by and tell your cousin's family the same news" replied Marsel.
"Yes bang, Wulan will go there, brother help Wulan yes"
"Yes dear." said Marsel.
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Arriving at the home of his cousin Wulan's family, Marsel and Wulan get out of the car and walk into the house.
The door of the house is open, it is seen that there are people in the house, Marsel and Wulan say hello and enter the house.
"Gosh, mama, there's a handsome bule stopping by here with Wulan! "
The young woman who immediately ran slowly hugged Marsel, it made Marsel uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry, I'm Wulan's husband" said Marsel.
The woman immediately frowned, she removed her embrace from Marsel and folded her hands together.
"Sia... "
In front of the living room, the old woman and the old man came out from the inner room, they were speechless looking at Wulan.
"Sister Wulan...! The THR money dong...! " shouted the boy.
Wulan smiled, it was her niece and her smallest cousin, she then took out the THR card from her bag, it made the young lady look directly at the branded bag belonging to Wulan.
"This is THR for you, hopefully you are cool." said Wulan.
The young woman who had been hugging Marsel thrust her hand towards Wulan, happily Wulan gave her THR card as well.
"This is Rena, this is THR for you yes" said Wulan.
"Honey, let's greet your aunt and uncle" asked Marsel.
"Good bang" said Wulan.
"Sir Wulan, that's his bag ori huh? Bared ori bags? " ask Rena.
"Eh, you don't know, you can see" replied Wulan.
While Wulan and Marsel shake hands with Wulan's aunt and uncle, Rena looks envious toward Wulan's bag, because the bag is a branded ori bag.
"A pricey bag can be bought, THR love time for the same pounding cousin cousin himself very little? Intention not thanks anyway? " devil Rena.
The insinuation is heard in Wulan's ears, Wulan feels his cousin's family has not changed at all when welcoming him, let alone his cousin's cousin.
"Where is the bathroom? " ask Marsel.
"Oh, it's in the back, left in the kitchen" explained Wulan's aunt, Sania.
"Well, I'll excuse you for a moment" said Marsel.
"Well, this is Di*r's expensive branded bag, huh?! Crazy, the price is almost 50 million! Got who?! "
The noise behind Wulan, it was her cousin again, that was Caca.
"His daughter, Mr. Wulan, is very expensive for sure, because it is oriental" replied Rena.
"Sir Wulan can actually get good goods, even though he used to live in a home" said Caca.
"Obviously, Wulan's sister was married, her husband was there, at most her husband was rich" said Rena.
Wulan could only be silent, because his cousin always envied that he had new items, especially the bag he brought was a gift from Arinska, not he himself who bought it.
"Sir Wulan, I borrow for a while yes, I want to take a picture first" said Caca.
"Oh, please, please" said Wulan.
Caca and Rena photographed Wulan's branded bag, because they deliberately photographed expensive items they encountered, whether they were theirs or not.
"If the post in the sosmed continues to be seen with your friends how, ca? " ask Rena.
"Ah, tell me it's our bag. Wouldn't have his sister Wulan it's also ours, wouldn't it be sister Wulan? " ask Caca.
Wulan nodded her head, whether she agreed or not which surely she has not agreed to her rights can be claimed also belongs to others.
"Wulan, how many months have you been married? How was yesterday not? " ask Sania.
Just then Wulan heard Sania ask her, Wulan then responded to her aunt's question.
"That's half a year, bi, sorry yesterday I forgot to give you the invitation letter" Wulan replied.
"Udah ngisi? " ask Sania.
"Not yet, we're trying again" Wulan replied.
"Efforting quickly, do you want to be humiliated by your husband's extended family if you don't want to love your husband's children? Ntar is said to be childfree or not barren, it is the danger of your big family name because of your actions" Sania said.
Feeling uncomfortable because of her cousin's family, Wulan could only hold back while waiting for her husband to come back from the bathroom.
After Marsel returned again from the bathroom, Wulan then stood up and approached Marsel while giving the code.
'Bang, Wulan wants to go home, there was a promise with Misella' whispered Wulan.
Marsel responds to his wife's request, he then permits with Sania and Yudi, the aunt and uncle of Wulan.
"Then, we excuse you, my parents, thank you for your service" said Marsel.
"The same"
Marsel and Wulan immediately decided to go home, Wulan immediately took her bag from her two cousins and immediately left the house, for her own family is not worth like the family of her husband who really sincerely loves her rather than his own family.
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