The Love Of A Nurse

Chapter 140

"If Abian delivered her own story differently ma'am, this mother brought Aneska without her husband's consent and it should not." Mirza advised his wife.

Desi's mother just quietly listened to the advice given by her husband. He didn't want to think about the problem.

"Mom wants to cook." Missi is back cooking for her family.

Seeing his wife who was not indifferent to his words. Mr. Mirza understood that his wife did not want to talk about the matter.

The night had come and Desi's mother had finished cooking. Mr. Mirza's family started eating his dinner at the dinner table. Only Aneska wasn't at the dinner table. Aneska had eaten before her family had eaten. She enjoyed her dinner in the room.

No talk at the dinner table. The family forgot all about the events of the day. Until someone knocks on the door.

"Did you say mom came home?" ask Desi's mom.

"Say to whom?" ask her husband back.

"To Bu Tarno." Sahut.

"From that day the father at home where there was a father out. Maybe Tarno saw mom coming home." It was clearly the middle-aged man.

"Cyra if Tarno's mom is looking for mom, just say she's asleep and say tomorrow's massage too." Obviously mother.

"Yes ma'am." Cyra moved from her chair to the living room. He opened the door and saw that there was a figure his mother was talking about.

"Cyra your mother exists?" ask bu Tarno.

"There's mom, but I'm sleeping."

"When you want a massage." Said the middle-aged woman.

"Tomorrow the massage ma'am."

"Yes, tomorrow morning, say to your mother." The middle-aged woman came home.

Cyra closed the door again and continued to eat dinner. Not yet feed the rice into his mouth the door of the house back on tap.

"Have you told me that mom's sleeping?" ask the middle-aged woman.

"Udah loh bu, Tarno ma'am went straight home earlier." Obviously his youngest.

"Who is that then?" her husband and son immediately shrugged both shoulders, they could not guess who was in front of the house.

Cyra moved out of her seat and opened the door. Seeing that figure, Cyra immediately shouted to his father and mother.

"Mother mother!" shouted Cyra.

"Sir Cyra why." The couple ran into the living room and both were shocked to see Abian had reached their home.

"You!" mom Desi instantly shows a face she doesn't like.

In contrast to her husband, Mr. Mirza is very friendly to welcome his daughter-in-law.

"Son Abian please come in." Said Mirza.

Abian enters into their home where their living room is as big as Abian's bathroom in the palace.

Desi's mother glared at her husband but Mirza pretended not to know. Abian entered the house without opening his shoes which made Desi's mother sewot.

"Please take off your shoes, this isn't the highway." Syndicate mother Desi.

"Mom...." Mr. Mirza clenched his teeth.

"Sorry." Abian took off his shoes. He was confused about where to put his shoes.

"Cyra seems like the young master is confused where to put his expensive shoes, get the crackle." Mother's word.

"Cresek ma'am?" ask Cyra confused.

"His expensive shoes don't fit in our shoe rack. Give me the crackle." Mother's word. Cyra went into the kitchen and took the crackle at her mother's behest.

"It's brother." Cyra handed it to Abian.

"What's the recipe for?" asked Abian confused.

"In the swallow." Ceplos mom Desi.

"Sit Abian, the shoes don't think." Mirza invited her daughter-in-law to sit down. Abian occupied a chair made of rattan.

"Cyra get me a pillow." Tell her mother again.

"What's mom for?" ask the young girl confused.

"Our seats aren't as comfortable as the palace seats so give them a cushion so don't heat their asses." Obviously Desi's mother. Cyra wants to run into the room but Mr. Mirza is holding his son.

"Cyra is not necessary." Cyra went back to where she was standing next to her mother.

"Are you rough?" ask Mirza sir.

"Yes sir, I got to the village at the end after there I just knew from the merchant who happened to pass by.

"Racaine." Timpal mom Desi ketus.

"You can be quiet." Mr. Mirza said by tightening his teeth.

Desi's mother was silent, actually she wanted to scold her daughter-in-law but her husband's gaze was more frightening than anything.

Because Desi's mother was lazy to leave her husband and daughter-in-law, the middle-aged woman pulled her youngest child's hand. They resumed their dinner.

"Mom, Abian's brother isn't offered a meal?" ask Cyra.

"Gapain, let him eat outside." Mother's mouth. In the living room, Mirza talked to her daughter-in-law.

"Father has heard of your problems and Aneska, Aneska should not have made up her own mind." Sorry sir Mirza.

"I'm guilty of this sir, I'm too emotional and won't listen to Aneska's explanation." Abian said with a feeling of sadness and regret.

"No Abian, the mistake was with Aneska, it was his initial intention to give a surprise gift to you but after knowing the fetus was not developing he should have made a decision together because it was your flesh and blood." Mr. Mirza apologized for the mistake his son made.

"I was also wrong sir, insulting and scolding Aneska and mother, I shouldn't have said rude." Abian Sesal.

Mr. Mirza nodded his head, because Abian had admitted his mistake.

"Regarding mother, do not think mother did that because of her conscience as a mother." It was clearly the middle-aged man.

"Yes sir I understand."

"You haven't eaten, have you?" ask Mirza sir.

Abian just smiled, he had not eaten from lunch, the incident made him forget the hunger.

"Let's eat." Mr. Mirza took his daughter-in-law to the kitchen, seeing the figure of his daughter-in-law made Desi's mother look straight at him.

"Sir why was he brought in here?" asked Desi's mother confused.

"Help us hungry." Mr. Mirza gave a plate to his son-in-law.

"Let's eat don't be shy, our food is not as luxurious as in the palace, if in the palace the food is diverse here there are vegetables and sambal can eat, hopefully you can adjust our food." Obviously Mirza sir.

"Yes sir." Abian put the rice into his plate and poured all the vegetable soup into his plate.

The family was dumbfounded and stared at each other, Desi wanted to reprimand her daughter-in-law but her husband immediately gestured by shaking his head.

Abian picked up the spoon in place of the spoon but he was still looking for his spoon mate.

"Why Abian?" ask Mirza sir.

"Where's the car?" ask Abian.

"Haha." Desi's mother laughed.

"Bas with the rich, we eat not using forks, forks only to eat noodles, but if you want, you can get them." Obviously Desi's mother took something inside her dish rack and put it on the table.

"Are you with mam parang?" ask her husband confused.

"The rich always eat with a full cutlery, we only have spoons and forks because we don't have a dinner knife so I replace with it, hopefully the machete can perfect your meal." Ms. Desi spoke with her teeth tightened.

Seriate...