Son-in-law for Mom

(Married) - Ngidam

You are the impossibility that I have always considered

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"Safira, wait!" The woman had to stop the move. His eyes stared at Alva's hand that was tightly holding onto her wrist. Realizing the grasp was too strong, quickly the man let go.

"I'm sorry if it makes you sick."

"What's wrong?"

Alva swallows saliva. The longing of being close to the woman in front of him made the man speechless. His eyes seemed to want to reveal the feeling he had been forced to press deeply.

"Mas Al's. What's up?" Safira repeated the question. Slowly Alva grabbed Safira's hand against her chest with eyes that did not move from her face.

"Safira, say! Do you feel that thump? Say it!"

Not answering, Safira tried to take off. However, his strength was not strong enough to rebel. He felt a strong thump from Alva's chest.

"You know, the thump is just yours! I've never felt that way for anyone!"

"I have to go back. Sorry!"

"No! Before you know this feeling, you can't go back!" Alva brought her face closer to Sapphira. The woman tried to distance herself.

"I love you, Safira!" A quick kiss landed on his lips. Feeling mistreated, the woman suddenly pushed Alva's burly body and landed a slap on her cheek.

"I belong to Mas Tyo! Don't ever think that crazy!"

"I've tried to control myself and my ego from everything about you.

Don't blame me. I missed you, Safira!"

"Enough! Don't say anything more!" He wiped his wet eyes and then into the vestibule joined the others.

Thi smiled to see his wife back.

"Why long?" tanyanya's worried.

"What the hell, Mom. I'm just a little nauseous."

"But it's okay, isn't it?"

"No, Mas. It's okay."

The application continues. Initially the two families agreed to accelerate the marriage, but Alva refused on the grounds that she wanted to focus on working as well in order to get to know Gita, his future wife. The man asked for another year. For that reason, the extended family finally agreed, even though they thought it was too long.

Alva pinned the ring on the Gita's ring finger, and vice versa. There was an embarrassed smile on the girl's lips, but there was clearly no happy twinkle on Alva's face. His sharp eyes occasionally caught Sapphira clapping to welcome the engagement.

On the eve of the meal, Tyo asked his father for time to convey something. With eyes full of happiness, he announced the pregnancy of the wife in front of a large family. All welcomed with a word of gratitude, not least the family of the future wife Alva.

"Well, we're gonna be a couple of grandparents, Dad!" Santi rubbed Safira's stomach.

"And you, Alva! You will be called om!" continued again.

The man remained silent, his jaw hardened with clenched hands.

"Al's? You're not happy?"

"I-yes, Mom. Happy sure! Al happy!" he replied while looking at Safira who was throwing a look in the other direction.

***

Sapphira's pregnancy makes Miss Santi love her even more. Often he visits Tyo's house to bring food that the daughter-in-law wants.

"Al, you're not doing anything, are you?" tanyanya that afternoon.

"Why, Mom?" Alva turned his head lazily towards Bu Santi.

"Please take mom to Tyo's house. I'm gonna see Safira." Alva stared at the gadget she had been playing.

"Al?"

"Yes, Mom?"

"Can you take mom now?"

"Sir Joko where are you, ma'am?"

"Mom wants you to go, not Mr. Joko. But your Mas says, ever since he moved, you've never been there. Why the hell?"

Not wanting further his mother asked, immediately he got up tidying up his clothes, then grabbed the car keys.

"Come, Mom. Al inter!"

On the way Bu Santi asked Al to stop at the supermarket. His mother said that as a pregnant woman, Sapphira needed adequate intake of fruits and vegetables. The man simply nodded in response to the mother's words.

Alva chose to wait in the car while Miss Santi was shopping. Indeed, since the beginning of the move of the brother, he never visited the house. It's nothing, he just doesn't want bad rights to happen to Safira like when he met at home during a proposal event the other day.

His cell phone shook, so he responded. It says Gita calling, he put the object back on the dashboard, then play the favorite song on the tape of his car. Twenty-five minutes later the mother arrived with a full trolly. Sip it down and help put groceries into the car.

Car back to slide.

"You see Gita a lot, don't you, Al?"

"Yes" he answered briefly.

"Thank God. How's she? Right?"

"Good."

"You've clicked?"

Alva is silent, he raises the speed of the vehicle.

"Al's? I'm asking."

"Either, Ma. Don't ask me that first, Mom. Al's not in the mood."

Miss Santi nodded no longer asking. He knew the son was thinking about something he didn't understand.

The car arrives in front of Tyo's fence. Santi's mother rushed downstairs and asked Alva to bring her groceries inside.

"Safira! What are you doing in the kitchen? Tyo's already banned right?" Santi's mom surprised him.

"Mom's here why didn't you say?" Tyo helped carry a bag of groceries from Alva's hand.

"Can't you? I want to see Safira, make sure her nutritional intake is also nutritional for future grandchildren."

"It's not okay, Mom. We can welcome your mother's arrival. Safira can make mother's favorite milk pie," explained Safira while kissing the back of her mother-in-law's hand.

Ms. Santi shook her head quickly, saying that she wanted nothing more than to accompany and feel the happiness of Tyo and Safira as well as their future child.

"Al, how are you? Speechless, you're finally home." Tyo thrust a glass of guava juice at him.

"Thanks, Brother. Sorry, the job was very time-consuming, so ...."

"No problem, I'm glad you're finally doing well."

Alva nodded with a smile. Momentary silence.

"How's Gita?"

The brother shrugged his shoulders and then shook his head.

"Have you talked about this to Mom?"

"I don't want you to get hurt again, sister!"

"Then?"

"The only hope is Gita .. she's the one I'm going to ask to cancel that wedding plan! As soon as."

Tyo took a deep breath.

"Didn't that hurt her heart? Eum, I mean, Gita's heart?"

"He'd be hurt more if he knew I never loved him" Alva replied.

Back to the silence. I heard the sound of Safira's voice joking with Miss Santi. Alva glanced at the older brother then said, "Congratulations, Brother. I'm happy too. I'll be called om." Soon."

"Thanks, Al. You know ... It's something amazing. Never even thought so soon. Marrying a girl like her is beyond expectation, but it's from her that she gets happiness!" tell Tyo.

Alva nodded trying to pull her lips.

The sun was rising, the heat stinging anyone that afternoon. Miss Santi undoes the intention to go home. The woman wanted to rest in the house of the son.

"After we go back, Al. I want to take a nap here. Oh yeah, we'll have lunch first!" Ms. Santi poured orange juice and then sat in the dining room.

Alva took a deep breath, she looked troubled. The longer he stayed in the house, the more his eyes looked at Sapphira.

Lunch is available. Simple dishes of asem vegetables, fish and fried tempeh complete with sambal are available. Santi's mother deliberately cooked for her daughter-in-law. Sapphira was not allowed to touch anything in the kitchen.

"Mom, Al go first huh. Later mom just call if you want to go home," pamitnya when the others are ready to enjoy the dish.

"Where are you going?" The mother looked at him sharply.

"You .. meet ...."

"Gita?" cut Miss Santi. Al was silent, his eyes caught a glimpse of the figure of Sapphira tying her long hair.

"Al's? You why?"

"Ah .. yes, Ma'am. Al wants to meet Deva .. uh Gita means!"

"You better have lunch first. It's a cooking mom."

"Eum, but ...."

"But it's okay if you want to meet Gita. Give her my regards."

Alva breathed a sigh of relief. Without waiting for long she got out and left in her car.

***

The events during the Alva engagement event some time ago made Safira a little disturbed. He endlessly cursed himself as the flash flashed across his head.

He could not deny that there was still a small space left in his heart for the man. However, the affection and attention that Tyo gave her had been able to close it down.

The wise man had made himself sure of his feelings. However, Alva's courage to express his feelings when it has managed to make the space a little gaping.

Safira took a deep breath. His fingers gently rubbed his still flat stomach.

"I'm sorry, Mas Tyo. Believe me, I will never let you down" he whispered, "there's our love here."

The knock on the door made him wake up. A smiling man looked at him.

"Dreaming?"

"No, Mom."

Tyo clasped his wife's shoulder for a long time. As if to shed all happiness.

"I'm happy, Safira. Very happy!"

"Me too, Mum."

***

"Loe's crazy, Al!" Deva patted firmly on the shoulder of the man sitting beside her.

"Yes, Dev! I am crazy. I'm crazy."

Deva patted her forehead while shaking her head.

"Loe mending go far away, Al! Loe realized that it could damage your brother's relationship with his wife?"

Alva did not answer. He had gone far away before to his father. But not allowed, instead his father gave the trust to manage the business in this city. In other cities, there are already occupying.

"Yes, if so .. loe mending fasten loe's wedding day!"

"But you know that I'm ...."

"Not in love with Gita?" cut off Deva, "the love will show itself, Bro! Sure you!"

Alva rubbed his nape, picked up a cigarette and lit it.

"Gue didn't think I couldn't escape him!" frangipani.

"Gue has to meet Gita means ...."

"And tell me you want to speed up your marriage!" greet Deva.

"Is that a good idea, Dev?"

"Sure! If you love your sister Loe and if you love Safira .. let them be happy!"

Alva did not answer. His eyes looked up and puffed cigarette smoke into the ceiling of his office.

***