The Huckold Married??

Son-in-law and In-law

Two women were sitting opposite each other, two women who initially seemed to love each other now only one of them may still feel affection with sincerity while the other even looked full of anger, there is no more affection like a mother to her child, no more tenderness that radiates from the look of her eyes, only the look of the eyes that do not like.

Should they face off like this?

Should the son-in-law and in-laws face off like two enemies who will attack each other to win the battle?

Should such a thing happen?

Don't they love the same man? the man who is on the side of a woman becomes the son and the man who is on the other woman as a husband.

Then why did the originally harmonious relationship even become damaged like this?

What selfishness that dominates the heart is really damaging the fabric of affection between humans.

"You've agreed, even you've said you're ready to help, help prepare everything necessary for Raffan's wedding, then why are you changing now?" the mother-in-law asked spicyly.

She thought her daughter-in-law had come to help her prepare for all the necessities needed for a planned wedding so suddenly, although it is only simple and there will be no festive parties, of course, there must still be prepared.

"And now you come asking me to cancel the wedding? you disagree? you don't want Raffan to get married? huh!" the woman whose face was no longer friendly continued.

Continuing his displeasure after hearing the wife of his son refuse to approve the marriage, asking him to no longer continue the second marriage of his son.

"I'm sorry Deefa, Mom," Deefa's voice really sounded so softly that countless regrets were mounting in her heart, not regretting having to ask the in-laws to cancel the marriage but regretting what she had done, regretting having agreed to her husband's second marriage to risk her own marriage.

Doesn't she only want to get married once in her life? then how could she even foolishly encourage her own husband to marry again, wishing herself even the consequences she had to get was separation.

Hayati shook her head angrily, the look on her face seemed to imply the wrath that she tried to endure as best she could even though she still ended up unable to stem the spicy words from her mouth.

"Sorry you're not useful!" jolt the woman with emotion.

"What's so sorry you could give a descendant to Raffan?!" hayati's eyes look red, certainly not because sad but more because of anger.

Angry and did not accept the request of the son-in-law who had asked him to cancel the marriage, undo his intention to remarry Raffan, asked him to stop but obviously he would not stop.

For him Raffan who remarried was an absolute decision, can not be challenged by anyone including the woman in front of him who bears the status as the wife of his child.

Deefa's nose is flushed the same as her pair of eyeballs and added with a sometimes inconsistent vibration, sometimes slow sometimes also fast so repeatedly sign he was holding back a cry that if he was only alone maybe his cry had exploded as had often happened.

In front of him at this time a mother-in-law like being eager to attack him, attacking her psyche by reminding about her shortcomings as a woman, of course she was disappointed, hurt and also angry, he said, because he also did not want to be like this, only God chose him to live this all.

If he were allowed to choose his destiny, he would choose whatever was best and happiest in his life.

"Deefa has asked mother for two years, within two years Deefa will try to give offspring to Mas Raffan.."

Hayati shook her head hard, it was clear that she did not like it and would not give her two years, because for her it was just a waste of time.

"When you get pregnant for two years, what if you don't? isn't that just a waste of Raffan's time?!" Hayati jerked and returned to venting anger with spicy words that he had repeatedly uttered but still he threw as if everything would never be enough.

"We never know what will happen in the future, because everything depends on God" Deefa said weakly.

She was tired, but she still wanted to convince her mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law who seemed very eager to separate herself from her husband, the mother-in-law who now looked at her with dislike and tucked into hatred that began to fill the niches of her heart.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim," made Deefa serighfar softly while gripping the veil she was wearing.

He was furious at the words of his daughter-in-law who seemed to teach him, Hayati felt more knowing whatever it was.

Deefa sighed after a slight jerk at her rising father-in-law's voice.

"Mas Raffan doesn't want to get married and that's what Mas Raffan has said repeatedly, he doesn't want Mom," still gives low intonation, there was not the slightest intention to let out a high voice replying to what her in-laws were doing.

As a son-in-law he still has to respect his mother-in-law, because after all that woman is now the only parent of the husband, just like her who only has a mother, but she has a mother, no father is a place to complain when you are in trouble with mom.

"You know what my son's happiness is? happy or not, I understand better!"

Deefa closed her eyes at the voice of the in-laws who even now spoke as if she was a nobody, not the wife of her child.

"Deefa's inside?" asked Raffan who had just arrived and a man opened the fence for him.

"There is Mas" answered the housekeeper, waiting for Raffan to enter the car.

He deliberately missed one course to take his motorcycle and at the same time make sure his wife remembers his words or not.

And in fact his wife still came as if she had forgotten the warning he had given, making both hands that were still holding the steering wheel of the car gripped so tightly and strongly making the back of his hand whiten.

The two women turned their heads together when they heard the stomping footsteps and got closer to where they were.

"Mas Raffan."

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