The Holy Love of Amayra

Chapters 20. Many istighfar

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You gave me strength..

"Even if you want to talk like anything, I am still waiting for you" said Amayra confidently.

"Squeals! Got a son-in-law garbage boy like you?" Nilam stood up and looked at his daughter-in-law's disgust. Not enough to stare at him, he even insulted him.

"Didn't my husband's brother Satria my mother's son, it means I'm my mother's daughter-in-law. Please help ma, I will try to be a good daughter-in-law to this family.." Amayra lowered her head politely in front of the arrogant woman.

"Well! It's up to you!" Nilam left Amayra upset. Nilam went somewhere.

What a shameless woman this village is! She must have trapped Bram so much that she slept with him. There's no way Bram, my perfect son in every way, would sleep with that wild garbage outside. It's clear that Alexis is my family's dream daughter-in-law, a diamond.

"Astaghfirullahal 'adzim, be patient my heart O Allah..," Amayra swallowed the bitterness of the insults from her in-laws. He remembered his father's words that he should not fight the older ones.

Remember, son, you cannot fight an older person.you cannot argue with your father-in-law or husband. Because from now onwards they will be your family.Honor them as you respect father son..

"Dad, may I be patient. pray for me well," Amayra recalled her father.

After that Amayra went to her room which she would occupy with Satria. Spacious and clean room, lots of books lined up in that closet. Especially a book about medicine.

"Woah, there are so many books," Amayra was amazed to see a shelf full of books, she was interested in books. Yeah, he's called a nerd.

Satria saw Amayra's interest in books, "Do you like to read books?"

"Yes, sister, I like it so much, but now it's like I can't,"

"Why?"

"I don't go to school anymore" Amayra sat on the sofa there.

"Why not go to school anymore? Is there a ban on reading books? You are free to read as many books as you want" Satria picked up one of the books on her bookshelf and handed the book to Amayra.

The book she gave up was a book about motivation to learn. Amayra held the book with a sad heart. He remembered the atmosphere of studying at school.

Satria also regretted that Amayra had to drop out of school at a young age, let alone stay another 2 months to the national exam. Amayra was expelled from her school in a disrespectful manner. His heart must have hurt.

"You can continue your school. You can take a package, although the diploma is different from the school diploma in general," Satria told Amayra about chasing the package.

"Yes I know sister, thank you..," Amayra smiled gently at the man.

Why is he smiling like that?

"Just do whatever you do in this house. I'm sorry, I won't always be home, and today I can't take you to the gynecologist" Satria said.

"Why brother?" ask Amayra astonished.

"This week I was busy in the hospital," Satria replied without further ado.

"It's okay" replied Amayra with a smile. He knows how busy he is at the hospital.

"Yes, even now I have to go, because there is a problem with my patient in the hospital," Satria told Amayra where she was going and why she had to go.

"Yes, sister, do not forget to eat yes" said Amayra reminded.

"Oh yeah, if there's anything you can call me. Where's cellphone? I'll enter my number!" Satria raised her hand.

"Sorry but I don't have a cell phone,"

"Huh? Whahuh? Seriously? You don't have a cell phone?" Satria did not believe Amayra's answer. In this day and age, no one has a cell phone.

"Yes, I never wanted to buy a cell phone with my father. But, I don't think it matters" Amayra spoke with her innocent face.

"Alright, yes already.if there is anything to call by phone home," said Satria while patting her forehead.

It is unbelievable that children today do not have cell phones.

Satria went to Amayra, politely kissing her husband's hand like a wife. Satria and Amayra were both nervous about what they were doing. While Nilam just stared at them cynically.

Nilam seemed to care neither for Amayra nor Satria. He just enjoys his relaxing time at home. When Satria had left the house, Nilam approached Amayra who was cleaning her clothes in Satria's closet.

"What's the matter ma? Does your mom need anything?" amayra asked as she stood up from her bed.

"Today my friends will come," Nilam spoke in a tone as usual.

"Yes ma, then what should I do?" ask Amayra politely.

"Yes ma, I have finished my clothes immediately to the kitchen," said Amayra obediently.

Nilam glared at Amayra, "Eh... Would you dispute me? Now don't wear it for long!" nilam shouted furiously.

Be patient, O Allah. Amayra could only stroke the chest in her heart.

"I-iya ma, I'll go to the kitchen right away!"

"That's dong!" Nilam smiled cynically at Amayra.

The pregnant woman went straight to the kitchen, she got acquainted with bi Lulu and Bi Dewi, the two housekeepers in the house. Bi Dewi is seen welcoming Amayra but bi Lulu looks unhappy with her presence.

Bi Lulu assumes that Amayra is a seductive woman who traps her employer. His thoughts had been negative about Amayra from the very beginning.

"What else should I cut Bi?" amayra asked Bi Lulu, she had just cut a carrot.

"There's still garlic to be cut!" answer Lulu with a sniffle.

"Yes, I help you cut, yes" Amayra smiled patiently and kindly, she cut garlic on the kitchen table not far away.

"Lu, if miss cut everything..What do you do?" tanya Dewi was not happy with Lulu's treatment of Amayra.

"You forgot, said the big lady? He should be treated the same as us, yes it means he's our subordinate dong," Lulu ninyir.

"Miss Amayra is pregnant again, you know, we can't behave like her!" The goddess defended Amayra, she looked at the pity of Amayra who was peeling the onion with difficulty.

"You want to be nice to her please! That means you're not afraid of getting fired by the big lady" Lulu warned Nilam's threat earlier, that if they do good to Amayra. He will be fired or

juristic. The goddess was speechless hearing the warning from Lulu, she felt a dilemma and pity for Amayra.

After that Lulu went to the backyard to water the flowers.

Suddenly Amayra was nauseous, when she began to switch to cutting onions.

"Saw..wekk.."

"Miss Mayra why, non?" asked Dewi while approaching Amayra anxiously.

"Nothing bi Dewi, I'm used to nausea rich nausea gini kok every morning," Amayra held her tummy churn again.

"Non must be morning sickness. Yes, not just shut up! Let me cut the bag!" The goddess took the knife that Amayra was holding, she wanted to replace Amayra's work.

"Nothing bi, no need. Later aunty in anger mama Nilam," Amayra did not want to make others distress because of her.

"It's okay, Lulu's not here anyway. I help a moment, non Mayra to the bathroom first yes," Dewi helped Amayra gently.

Thank you, God, because there are still many good people in this house.

"Thank you Bik" Amayra was grateful that there were still good people in the house, even though being hated by one person was also heavy.

When he finished spitting out all of it. Amayra helps Dewi serve snacks and food they make. Seen some of Nilam's socialite friends sitting on that luxurious and cushioned sofa. They looked at Amayra with displeased looks.

Without saying anything, Amayra served the food on the table. His intentions wanted to leave immediately, as he felt there was a bad premonition from their gazes. But someone grabbed his leg until he fell to the floor.

Brugh!

"Astaghfirullahal 'adzyme!"

The goddess approached Amayra and helped her stand up.

"So this is the woman who seduced Ms Nilam's son? How can a woman like this tease Miss Nilam's child?" asked a middle-aged mother who was wearing a red shirt.

"His name is also a seductive woman, like anything is still a teaser," said another mother mocking Amayra.

"Biasalah, his name is a poor man who wants to go to class. Yes rich gini?" Nilam added, he mocked Amayra in front of all her friends.

Astagfirullahal.. The goddess was inwardly surprised that Amayra was being treated badly on her first day at the house of in-laws.

Amayra clenched her hands, she tried to hold back the limits of her patience.

Dad, what should I do?

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