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Party Wedding... Part 3

I just kept quiet, then I got out of my seat and rushed into the house, I didn't like outsiders taking care of my husband. Maybe I'm too sensitive to his question, but I don't like his attitude.

I met my husband who was still lying in our bedroom.

" Bang, tomorrow After the party, I'll go home with you!", I said possessively.

" Said Adek want to spend two nights here to nemanin grandma", asked bang Izal was surprised by my decision.

" It's not so bang, nothing ntar nemenin Abang at home" I said while hugging him.

" Alright baby", he said while kissing my forehead.

When the adzan magrib reverberated, we prayed Maghrib congregated in the prayer room, because the house of my aunt's parents was quite spacious, who occupied this house only my aunt's parents and brother Khadijah. Khadijah's father was my aunt's older brother. Khadijah's parents have long since died in traffic accidents.

After the prayer, we ate together, the neighbors had gone home, before the adzan magrib. I didn't know they were coming home, because my husband and I were resting in the room.

At the dinner table, I brought rice and side dishes for my husband, and also for myself. I saw the surly Najwa look at my husband. I don't have an appetite to see that behavior. I only spent half of the rice and side dishes I took, while my husband and others ate it with great gourd, because my aunt's cooking was delicious.

After dinner, we discussed Khadijah's wedding which was attended by the closest people and the neighbors. I asked the groom's name, but no one wanted to tell me, so I was curious to know his name

" Let's just say, Grandma, what's the groom's name" I told my grandmother.

I grew curious, but my curiosity disappeared in an instant, seeing that Izal was chatting with Najwa, I saw Najwa's eyes, twinkling with the twinkle of my husband's response.

I stared at them fiery, maybe if there was smoke, it had come out of my jellyfish. " Ani doesn't need to be jealous so Izal talks to Najwa" said the grandmother to me,

" Men do not like possessive people, negative thinking, you so often fight because of trivial things later, do not let Izal be illfeel with you, because of your jealousy. If you often fight, the easier it is for a third person to damage your relationship, believe in your husband, he may not betray you, let alone you are carrying his child, pity your child, pity your child, if you are stressed out just because of blind jealousy" my aunt said.

" Bi, bang Izal has never expressed his love for me, I don't know how he feels for me" I said sadly, because that was the reality.

" Sometimes that love doesn't need to be expressed in words, enough deeds, maybe Izal doesn't know how to express his feelings to you, but auntie knows, if Izal loves you too, Izal does, so positive thinking, son", said aunt advising me.

I just kept quiet, trying to digest all the advice of my grandmother and aunt, sometimes my thoughts and my heart are opposite, sometimes in line, I get confused, maybe it's because I'm pregnant, so possessive and sensitive like this, I got tired of myself.

" Sir, bi, I sleep, I want to sleep first, justin aja bang Izal chat until the same morning the odd man" I said as I passed to the guest room.

I purposely passed from behind them, so that Izal bang did not know, where I went.

Upon arrival in the room, I lay down this tired body, my mind was also tired. I didn't lock the door, because I didn't want to make Izal misunderstand me. Finally, I fell into a deep sleep, not realizing that...

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