Silence of a Son-in-law

DSM-31

"Thank you for marrying me even if we're married because we're being betrothed, sir. I did not expect that our Mama-Mama turned out to be good friends and we finally got married. Just like in the story of the novel, sir." 

I held Mr. Danu's hand in a friendly manner. Just now the man was saying a kabul ijab over me. After knowing that our mama knew each other and even good friends, her mother Pak Danu also asked me to be her daughter-in-law. Of course I accepted without even considering. So too with Mr. Danu. 

Being held up since then, Mr. Danu just smiled knottyly, a smile that made my heart melt. 

Oh Oh my God ....

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"Ira! Ira! Iraaah!"

I gasped as my mother's crumb went into the ear hole even as if it was about to break my eardrum. Geez, to make my ears ring loudly. Immediately I rubbed while looking annoyed at my mother who also put on a hostile face. 

"Mother, don't make me dumbstruck and deaf" I grinned harshly. If it wasn't Mom, I would have scolded her. But, if now I dare to do that it is certain that I will get a long scolding like a railroad even up to months not too wide also scolding it. 

"You've been ngalamun. Remember, Ira. We're outside and don't daydream. What about a tambet?" 

My mother's gaze was still sharp, as sharp as a dagger piercing the heart. Ow hell!

"Until the smile itself. What are you staring at?" My mom started kepo. 

I took a deep breath and drank my warm tea. Kulirik Mr. Danu. The man sat down at a table with me and was busy eating fried rice. 

Ah, so want to be bribed. Hidhi. 

Setttt bye! I don't want to imagine Mr. Danu any more, than I did. I chose to focus on eating my food. My appetite suddenly increased, I caught her in front of me enthusiastically. It doesn't matter to them that my stomach is full. 

Daydreaming also takes energy, Bestie. 

"Sukini, I didn't expect that you already had a girl this big. Beautiful anyway," praise his mother Mr. Danu. 

"Of course it's pretty. She is a girl. After all, you should know whose beauty she's descended from, Anjani." 

I turned the ball around lazily. Seeing my mother's flirtatious behavior. Just like my father who just shook his head to see his wife's behavior. I'm sure that Father has already broken in. 

"You're still the same as you used to be, Sukini." 

"Anjani, I also did not expect that you also had such a handsome and handsome son like this. I'm sure that your son must be the idol and dream of women." It was my mother's turn to speak.

I feel nauseous, my mom's very good at looking face. Praising another man in front of her own husband. Look, your face already looks sour like a young mango. 

"Haha. My son is very difficult to get close to women because he is just busy working. If only I could, I'd like to match her to your daughter" said Aunt Anjani. 

"Mama." The voice of Mr. Danu was full of emphasis. His eyes had even sharpened. I'm sure the man must be upset with his mother. 

Though my guess is correct no, we will most likely be betrothed. Haha. If it happens maybe I will accept because Mr. Danu is much better than Mas Ashraf. 

"But it seems like it's impossible because I'm not sure your daughter will accept my son." 

"Why is that?" I interrupted impatiently. 

Mother-mom, I thought. 

"Em, because your son is still a girl, and my son is a widower." 

Whatt!!!! 

Uhuk. 

'And I choked also to hear the words of his mother Mr. Danu.