That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Throw mangoes

"Milly, what's wrong with you?" Ratih asked confused when he found Milly who appeared with a deathly pale face. While his breath was breathless like he had just run.

Ratih who was slicing fruit immediately approached the daughter-in-law with a curious face. "Why you?" he asked again with his left hand shaking his son-in-law's shoulder, while his gaze darted towards Milly's back, as if looking for something there. "You just chased a ghost?" guess the original Ratih. "But this house is not haunted, when there are ghosts." Then with a charming tone.

"Not a ghost, Mom. I'm just-just scared of straying." Milly replied quickly with a stuttering voice.

"Nasar?" Ratih looked more astonished. "Can't ask the same service, Milly, they're everywhere."

"Ah yes, true also ...." Milly confirmed while showing her wry smile, while her clenched hands condemned her stupidity. Wear the wrong reason again, so you tell her lies if it's like this.

Sighing slowly, Ratih looked relieved. The middle-aged woman then grabbed Milly's fingers and then grabbed them. "Drink first yuk, let you feel a bit calm." he asked while pulling the daughter-in-law's hand. Pulling one of the chairs in the pantry, he hinted his daughter-in-law to sit there. "Saking was worried, I carried a knife with me" he said, pointing out the knife in his hand before placing it carefully on the table.

"He he he sorry." Ringis Milly scratching her non-itchy head.

"No papa, no," Ratih replied in a light tone as he stepped towards the refrigerator not far from the pantry table, then took a bottle of cold mineral water from there. Stepping back toward Milly, the middle-aged woman was so deft as she opened the bottle and poured the contents into a clear glass glass. "Drink." He said as he handed the glass filled with water. Then sit down and dunk his ass in the chair opposite Milly.

"Thank you ma'am" Milly said as she received the glass and then downed it with nothing left.

Ratih flabbergasted in astonishment. "Are you thirsty?" her tan was accompanied by a slow puckishness that escaped her lips. "Again?" He asked while giving a bottle that still left water in his hand.

Milly shook her head while rubbing her wet lips. "You've done, ma'am, that's enough." Resist it with a subtle tone.

"Oh yes already." Reply Ratih while nodding his understanding, then close the bottle again. After putting it on the table, he looked at Milly with a curious face. "Milly to the kitchen what's going on?"

"You help me." replied Milly quickly.

Reviewing the happy smile on his lips, Ratih's hand moved to pinch the anxious cheek of his son-in-law. "Sweet child." Praise delighted. "By, deh aidedin." He said as he moved from his place. Taking a tear from his storage, Ratih looked at Milly before finally asking. "Milly can make some hot sauce?"

"That's what Mom can do, it's Milly's job every day" replied the batik-clad girl so excited. His face no longer showed any tension, while his body language was no longer awkward.

"Snake." Ratih messed up his thumb.

The two then together prepare the necessary materials for the celebration. While chatting and telling stories here and there, even laughing together during the chat they discussed something funny.

Standing by the son-in-law's side with a smile, Ratih noticed Milly who looked deft and shrewdly puffing the spice.

"Have you been selling rujak?" Ratih asked breaking the silence after a while both of them fell silent.

"Almost three months, Mom. Started from the puff." Milly replied with a timid smile.

The two of them both threw smiles at each other as their gazes met.

"You're a strong girl baby, I'm proud of you." Said Ratih sincerely with full affection.

"Thank you, Mom." Milly spoke in a full tone. Then the look on the girl's face immediately turned serious. "Eh but, what are you proud of me? I don't win the race anymore. I also got a medal. I was so short, item, chubby, eating, farting again." explained Milly with a series of vices that he deliberately made up.

Instead of ilfil, Ratih just laughed loudly at the words of his daughter-in-law. Where is there anyone who talks about his own ugliness in front of in-laws if not this Milly somplak. "Mom loves kids eating a lot of tau! So I have a guinea pig when I get a new recipe. Pray that you never fail to practice yes, let you not have stomach pain." He said on the sidelines with laughter.

"Mom, can I be a rabbit?" clenching his lips, Milly looked at Ratih with a sliced face.

"Hahaha, but it's the rabbit that I love." she explained later while embracing her little daughter-in-law, and carrying the girl into a hug. And a scene of blue haru was coloring the kitchen.

After finishing with the hugs of affection, the two returned to the main mission, making rujak.

"Milly didn't see Dad?" Tanya Ratih who has not seen her husband's nose since.

"No ma'am" Milly replied shaking her head.

"Where is it? He said he wanted to nemenin, uh mother even in living loh. Tega nian the Father. Mom so gaunt want to hug him deh." muttered Ratih slowly while arranging the fruit on the plate.

"Such a romantic mom." Milly said after hearing her father-in-law mutter. "Again want to hug, what if again baby? Usually people if again the sprains want to perform. I'm just angry if it feels like I want to slaughter people through tau Bu ...."

"That kasian guy passing by dong! You're angry why is he the victim? No morals, same passersby."

"Kesel tau Bu, when they say I am a gini," the long-spirited girl put the yoke she held on top of her tear. Then cleared his throat, demonstrating similar body language of someone he was telling. "Milly's beautiful, Milly's sweet, '" she said in a voice she made different. "But how are you rich monkey again nongki,, that's ma'am ...."

"What?! You're a monkey?!" Train ride pitam. He even rolled up his sleeves then ruffled his waist. "Who said it was like you, son? Tell me who's mom who's been doing mother-in-law like a nongki monkey, who does she think she is?!"

"I swear I want to throw tuh people using mangoes that I hold if not dear same mango ma'am." Milly said with a sad tone.

"Tok mango throwing?" Ratih asked because he felt something was awkward. "What are you doing again?"

"For the mango tree."

"Jassalam ...." Said Ratih while patting his eel.

Seriate.