Taking Care of Smart Acting In-Law (Empiring Ikhlas)

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Nita chose to leave her husband, if she continued to reply to Arman's words, it would only make her more emotional and could have said things that did not need to be said. Nita returned to the room, tidying up the food that was strewn on the floor of Maryati's room.

"Mom... Change the clothes first, right? If it's not replaced, it'll catch a cold..!" Persuade Nita slowly to her mother-in-law who is now still a thousand languages.

Nita tried to hold back her anger at Maryati, because her mother was always as if she did not know thanks.

As there was no answer, Nita started talking again. "Mom in the future don't make me and Arman misunderstand again. I've had enough patience with mother, taking care of mother as much as I can. I never hurt my mother even though I could, even though it's still in my heart a long wound. Don't you remember how my mother treated me and my children when she was healthy? I should be grateful that I'm taking care of a sick mother, only me Mom. Where are the children of mothers whom I have always been proud of? There isn't one, is there? They don't care about mom at all. So please behave better if I still want to take care of..!" 

Miss Maryati remained silent, but she could hear everything Nita said. He does have high blood so easily angry, and his fault again, he even vented it on the son-in-law. Not to his son who became the cause of his anger. Ms. Maryati was emotionally recalling the last time Dela took her home forcibly from the hospital.

Although there was no answer, Nita hoped her mother-in-law would understand. Submissively Miss Maryati did as Nita ordered, making the process of changing clothes that night quickly finished. There will usually be drama first.

***

The next day, Arman forgot what happened last night. He was just acting normal with Nita. It sucks, but Nita always tries to be patient with everyone.

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"Who is visiting this early in the morning? Try opening Mah!" Arman pad Nita.

At this time they were having breakfast, Riki and Nabila stopped eating, they also wanted to know who had come. Looks like their aunt and cousin are coming, they come with a big suitcase.

"Loh mbak Dela, what's with all the suitcases?" Ask Arman.

"Hiks.. hyks... , Azis was arrested Man," Dela replied in tears. It made Nita and everyone who heard felt shocked instead of playing.

"Can't you?" Ask Arman. That question represents the question of everyone who is curious.

But Dela even harder crying to make Miss Maryati out of her room with difficulty. Miss Maryati walked slowly, Arman saw the mother who turned out to be able to walk she was still focused on paying attention to the mother.

Nita who saw that, on the one hand she was grateful because her husband could trust her words first with this state. Nita ran over to her mother-in-law and helped her walk closer to her daughter's Dela, although her mother-in-law often hurt her heart, but she could not bear to see her mother-in-law walking in distress at times like this.

A mother's heart will not be willing to see her child sad. Must have been crying when her son cried, Miss Maryati walked so fast when held by Nita, maybe if healthy she had run fast hugging her child.

"Why are you, son?" Miss Maryati asked in a soft voice, but it could still be heard.

It was seen Miss Maryati stroking her daughter's hair. Nita was so sad to see this scene, when her son needed then his mother would always be there. But when his mother needed it, his son was indifferent.

Dela hugged her mother tightly, the feelings of Bu Maryati were now mixed. The existence of this disaster did make Dela sad, but delivering her daughter closer to him, even being able to hug tightly like that.

***

It turns out Dela's husband was arrested for misappropriation of funds. Making all the property was also dragged and seized by the bank.

Dela crying did not stop, of course she did not want to live all the shortcomings because all this time she lived quite comfortable with all the facilities available. While his son named Fadli just sat down while daydreaming. The man thought about his work out of town, he couldn't get out of work at a time like this.

For a while, Arman allowed Dela and Fadli to stay at his house. Of course Arman feels sorry for his brother, he will try to protect his family.

When Nita came home, she was very surprised by Arman's decision. It was nothing, he did not want it to be more stressful.

"Why would Dek if Mbak Dela stayed here for a while? Ma'am Dela can help take care of mom too. You can be more calm working," persuaded Arman.

Does Dela want to? I'm not sure. It must be me in the end who did it all, Inner Nita.

"Are you sure that Ma'am Dela wants to? All this time, right," answered Nita.

"Yes I know, but give me a chance to mbak Dela..! I also love being close to my son. Didn't you know all this time that mom misses her kids who are out of town and never come home or visit her?" Arman.

Nita nodded in agreement, she could not ignore the pity in her heart. If he is in the position of Miss Maryati, he will be happy when his biological child comes and takes care of it.

"Then Fadli?" Ask Nita.

"He'll be back tomorrow, he says it's a shame the job there is comfortable. He will send money every payday to mbak Dela," replied Arman.

"Oh, yes that's it. Gapapa kok sak Dela lives here," replied Nita.

"Still on Deck" said Arman with a smile.

Yeah, how about it again. I don't have a choice. Hopefully in the future there will be no problems, inner Nita.

Two days passed by Dela's good attitude, nothing strange. It made Nita feel relieved and put away her negative thoughts. Until Arman permits overtime and returns home late, Nita is shocked when she gets home from work.

His heart really couldn't accept this. He was emotional, but tried to hold him back. "Prophe Nita, be patient!" He muttered softly while stroking his chest.

But this cannot be left alone, it could be even ease, inner Nita.

He rushed to find Dela who was in the guest room. Of course Dela did not want to if the room with her mother, fortunately there was still one empty room. Nita walked with a hunting breath. 

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