Silence of a Son-in-law

DSM-43

Duhai happy newlyweds. Lobalta ...

I chuckled to myself hearing the song. Especially when I think of the first very long night, which I went through with Mr. Danu. Mr. Danu's touch was so soft. It was very different from the crude Mas Ashraf and just wanted his own satisfaction.

Ah, I shouldn't compare Mr. Danu to Mas Ashraf. Of course, the two men were very different. I'm grateful to get better than Mas Ashraf and my life feels happier. I hope, this happiness is not just happiness for a moment.

When I woke up in the morning, my lips smiled widely when I found Mr. Danu who was still sound asleep. His face looks handsome and sharp. I did not expect to have a husband this handsome to make me always clamps.

Without feeling my hand touched Mr. Danu's face and rubbed it gently. Very soft because I don't want to make Mr. Danu wake up. Unfortunately, I was wrong. Mr. Danu clasped my hand tightly even in just a matter of seconds the man had already kissed me deeply on my forehead.

I dare not look in the mirror to see how red my cheeks are right now.

"Good morning, my wife."

Oh my God, Mr. Danu is so sweet. It can make me misbehave because of it. Not getting an answer from me, Mr. Danu immediately showered my face with many kisses. No matter if I refuse.

What happens next. Me and Mr. Danu repeated the romance last night.

***

Two months passed.

My relationship with Mr. Danu is getting closer. Likewise with Aunt Anjani who is now my Mother-in-law. That woman was very different from Mother Sumarni. Aunt Anjani really treated me like her own son. In fact, more like a friend.

After marriage, I stopped being an employee of Pak Danu at the store. My job now is to stay home, take care of Mr. Danu's needs and sit back and wait for his return. Sometimes I still go with Mr. Danu to the store if I feel bored at home.

This morning, I was very upset with Mr. Danu. The man went to work without waking me up. Not preparing breakfast, driving to the front of the house. I feel like there is less to my life. Until finally, I called my husband and nagged. The first thing I did and I don't know where I've had the courage to do it.

Even when I was angry, Mr. Danu did not return to scold me. However, the man actually apologized and said that this morning was very rushed and did not have the heart to wake me who was still asleep. Finally, I turned off the call and continued to lie down in the room. There is no mood to get out.

"Ira, are you still sleeping?" I heard the knock on the door and the sound of my Mother-in-law. It doesn't feel good if I pretend to her.

Slowly, I got out of bed and opened the door. I saw my Mother-in-law coming with a tray of warm tea and breakfast. Seeing what my Mother-in-law did instantly made me feel unbearable.

"Already, Ma. Sorry, I have not left the room because it feels very lazy," I said softly. Feeling bad.

"It's okay. You better have breakfast first because Danu will be home for lunch later" he ordered.

I really want to refuse. However, seeing her struggle of bringing breakfast into my room made my heart feel unbearable. I went in and immediately ate a plate of fried rice and eggs on it.

However, only two mouthfuls of rice entered the mouth. I feel like there's something wrong with my stomach. It was so mixed that it made me want to vomit. In a hurry, I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. I spit out all the food in my stomach.

"Ira, are you okay?"

I felt my Mother-in-law's hand patting my neck slowly.