Son-in-law for Mom

Eps. 11 - Third year holiday

And finally the third year of vacation after Joya's rejection of Boy. This time they are not going anywhere because most of the grandchildren. They just want to spend their time with you. Huge.

Ny condition. Big is also not in good shape due to increasing age and also changes in weather. Joya continues to take care of her and take care of her after work.

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The next day when they were gathered in the backyard. Grandchildren Ms. They were relaxing in the pool, they were playing together.

Mrs. Sitting on the back porch. The atmosphere there is very cool and comfortable. The wind blows occasionally dispels the heat of the sun that begins to sting.

Joya was bringing drinks and snacks for all of them along with other ART. Sometimes Joya accompanies her grandson. Big guys want to play with him.

While busy relaxing, one of Boy's older brothers walked quickly to his mother. He sat there looking around and talking a little louder.

Brother Boy: "Mom, Boy has agreed. He wants to get married soon. We can start the preparations."

Joya, who heard clearly every word of her master, heard a thunderbolt in the clear afternoon.

He looked at Mrs. The big one was also staring at him. Joya was confused how to react, her brain immediately blank. He almost cried withstanding the pain and tightness in his chest.

But look at Mrs. Big and everyone there began to look at him, Joya just smiled and continued to clean the dirty dishes with her hands trembling slightly.

Joya put a pile of dirty dishes in the kitchen. He stood leaning against the kitchen table, pouring food into the trash.

At first everything looks normal until Joya starts daydreaming, pouring food marks onto dishes that are ready to be washed and stacking them.

Bi Ijah who saw the incident, reprimanded Joya,

Bi Ijah: "Joya, what are you doing?"

Joya: "Eh, yes bik. I clean the dishes."

Bi Ijah: "Clean dishes? That's how?"

Joya looked down and quickly improved how it worked.

Joya: "Sorry, bik."

Bi Ijah: "Aren't you pa-pa? Want to rest first?"

Joya: "I'm not pa-pa, bik. Just a little laper. It's just finished."

Joya tried to smile and act ordinary. He had been holding back his cries from the beginning.

Bi Ijah returned to work while occasionally checking Joya. Joya does all the work in the kitchen so as not to remember her sadness.

Joya: "Bi, it's all done. Anything else, bi?"

Bi Ijah looked around the kitchen that was clean kinclong. Even the floor can also be used.

Bi Ijah: "You eat first there, the others eat in the backyard."

Joya: "Yes, bi."

Joya did come out of the kitchen, she did not walk into the backyard but into her room. Joya took something from under her pillow and put it in her skirt pocket.

Joya returns daydreaming, she remembers all her memories with Boy. Only a few intimate occurrences did he remember, making him smile in embarrassment.

He still remembers Boy's touch, his sense of abdominal and chest muscles. Joya touched her lips and neck, she remembers Boy kissing her. He had little doubt as to what Boy kissed his neck until it was red.

Suddenly Boy's shadow walks into the fold with another woman, leaving Joya short of breath. He held his chest that began to pound. He couldn't imagine it happening. Especially seeing the reality.

Joya held her cheek, there were tears falling there. He rubbed his cheeks wiping away the tears that kept flowing unwilling to stop.

Finally Joya took the bolster, covered her face and screamed heartbreakingly. Everyone who saw her would cry to see Joya cry.

It was as if the atmosphere around him had become cold and frozen. Joya immersed herself until she almost fainted out of breath.

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Joya tidied up her appearance, she had to immediately return to the kitchen to help with dinner preparations. He saw her puffy eyes that he had disguised with makeup and a little water.

He will reason his eyes about the entry of water when washing your face. No one will ever know that she is crying.

Joya went into the kitchen and Bi Ijah asked her to make tea for Ny. Huge.

Bi Ijah: "Please make tea for Mrs. Big and take her to her room. Just ask if Mr. Boy wants coffee."

The deg! The deg! The deg! Hearing the name Boy called Boy's heart back jumpalitan. Joya daydreams again.

Bi Ijah: "Joya? You why?"

Joya: "Eh, no, bik. I made the tea."

Bi Ijah: "Don't get anything wrong."

Joya: "Good, bik."

After the tea was over, he took her to Ms.'s room. Huge. Joya swallows her saliva looking at Boy there, sitting next to his mother.

Joya walks quietly, pretending never to hear anything that hurts her feelings. He served tea to Mrs. Big and asked Boy,

Joya: "Sir, want some coffee?"

Boy did not reply, ignoring him completely. Joya's heart was sliced to see him, now she's heartbroken.

Mrs. Great : "Make it up, Joya. You're crying?"

Joya spontaneously held the corner of her eye and shook her head. He saw Boy glancing at him.

Joya: "So the water entry, ma'am. The time I wash my face. Excuse me."

Joya closed the door to Ms.'s room. Big and Mrs. Big staring Boy.

Mrs. Big : "Joya crying, Boy. Shouldn't we tell the truth."

Boy: "Patience, ma'am. Tomorrow he'll know everything. Boy can't wait, ma'am."

Mrs. Big : "Bad kid, just ask mom to be patient first. Now you're impatient." Mrs. Big pinching Boy's arm.

Boy: "Mommy, too! Teach Boy uda almost 30 has never been in contact with any woman. Candidate wife uda in plain sight, where can last longer."

Mrs. Big : "Watch you make Joya cry yes. I pinched until I cried."

Boy: "No crying, ma'am. Which has a delicacy."

The plot! Tell landed on the head of Boy who immediately screamed in pain while grimacing.

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In the evening, Joya walks to the 2nd floor. He clasped something in his hand, disguising it with a magazine he was going to put in the television room on the floor.

Joya put a new magazine on the table next to the television. He glanced at the balcony of the 2nd floor and walked up to the balcony.

That night, the sky was very beautiful, the stars and moon were in a very precise position. Forms a very amazingly beautiful blend.

Joya stood on the balcony of the 2nd floor of the house, looking out over the sky on a clear night without clouds. The dark black sky was decorated with stars, like a black velvet cloth decorated with jewels.

And the moon illuminated part of the courtyard of the house. Great to make Joya can see everything there. He truly admired God's creation, wanting to smile appreciating the work of the Creator but he could not.

Her beautiful face looked sad and tired. He was tired of pretending that nothing had happened and hearing nothing. He tried to keep his heart from breaking into pieces.

The first time in his life he fell in love, his heart broke. He can't stand it, he's not as loud as what people see. Joya suffers greatly from her love for Boy.

In Joya's hand is a picture of Boy that she took secretly from Boy's empty room. Joya will return it after tonight. Joya stroked Boy's face in the photo.

Kissing the photo softly and long, holding it as if Boy was there.

Joya : “Boy, it's been 3 years you ignored me, don't want to talk to me. During that time I always talk in your picture. I guess time will kill this love, but still can't.”

Joya let out a long sigh, upholding Boy's photo in front of her.

Joya : “I'm like crazy, Boy. I don't know if I can see you with your wife later. I'm just gonna run, boy. But I can't leave Mrs. Great, after what Mrs. Great give for my life, I must serve forever here.”

Joya wiped away her fallen tears without being able to stand it.

Joya: "Help me, Boy. Help me forget about you that I should have done three years ago. I will keep memories with you just for me. That's all that's left after you marry another woman."

Again, Joya imagines Boy sitting at the dinner table with a woman whose face she does not yet know. Looking friendly to each other, Joya's tears increasingly flowed down her cheeks.

His nose was back in water, he took the tissue in his skirt bag and cleaned his nose. Feeling that his cries would be heard all the way to the next room, Joya rubbed her eyes firmly.

He was sure that his eyes would be swollen tomorrow, but he didn't care anymore. The pain, the tightness, the heaviness, all the feelings of loss that were very deep were stronger than the sense of loss of both parents just now.

His first love will run aground, go with other loves and leave him alone. Joya covered her face with a tissue, she screamed while smothering her own face.

His body shook violently, as if an earthquake was hitting the balcony, knocking out a pool of tears in his eyes.

Her cries sounded faint but very heartbreaking. Painful of the heart, Mrs. The one standing quietly beside the balcony. Keep an eye on Joya since she went up to the 2nd floor.

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