The Mistaken Son-in-law

CHAPTER 13

Pov (Aisha)

Next day.

Today I woke up without burden and fresh body, in addition to sleeping on a soft mattress, no more shouting and making, I can also have enough rest.

After praying, I went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, I plan to cook fried rice only.

Arriving in the kitchen I was amazed to see the interior. The design of the kitchen set is luxurious and of course all lilac colors, but this is how the stove is. It's different than having my mother-in-law.

I open each drawer, it turns out the cooking equipment is quite complete. There are some tu*pperwa*re as well. The fridge was so big, when I opened the door, it was full of groceries. There is meat, chicken, fish and also Frozen food. There are also vegetables and fruits. I think Fitri forgot outside. I'll take her to Hajjah's house.

'Later I ask Mas Arya how to turn on the stove, I'm afraid the use ntar even damaged again. I'd better go to my room and get Mas Arya's work uniform'. I muttered to the room.

"Assynoga". Salam Mas Arya after returning from the Mosque.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, how come Mas's back?" I asked him and then kiss* his hand.

"Yes, he finished praying, Babe talked to the gaffer - the father of the line here, all acquaintances. Thank God their response was all good. Last Babe also said that later Mom wants to invite you to study, as well as introduction". Tomorrow will be the holiday, later we go to buy clothes for you all the streets". Say

"Just know that his wife does not have a new and good, there is no way I will go to college using a negligee". I said with a smile.

"Oya Mas, I was cooking but the stove is different from at home mom, the stove is stuck on the table. Where the kitchen is really good, I want to cook not dare, afraid of being damaged. It was also in the refrigerator a lot of groceries, like Fitri forgot in the exit. I'm calling him". I said again.

"Oh planting stove, it's the same way yank yayak gas stove in general. The pressed knob continues to rotate, just adjust the size of the fire". His words explained

"Hm.. That's it, ok I understand now how to use it". I said while nodding a sign of understanding.

"Yes already if that's why you go to work first yes, well - well at home, do not forget the door is locked. Assalamualaikum." Pass and pass using his motor.

"Yes, heart, Wa'alaikum greetings". I answered while menci*um his hand.

'Gosh I forgot, ask Mas Arya's permission if I want to go to the bank. Yes, I chatted'. My mumbling patted my eel.

After making sure the fence and the door were locked, I returned to the room, intending to contact Fitri.

Tut's.. Tut's..

 "Hallo assalamualaikum, why Ais, still this morning eh". There was the voice of Fitri across like he had just woken up.

"Wa'alaikum hail, just woke up? Sorry to interrupt." My answer is not good.

"What's wrong ji, just wonder why morning ko telfon". 

"I want to ask that your refrigerator is full of contents, let it be in there, or I love to your in-laws?" My toot.

"Let's there, deliberately filled with the same mother, because she knows ko must not have been shopping. That's for ko that". The answer.

"It's a hassle uh, it's nice I'm the same Mom, it's been too much help. That's again babe wants to make me a sales pitch".

"This is again your kitchen is very good, I am afraid to use cooking, fear I love broken". My word.

'Haha. Just wear the important thing don't let it explode'. Just accept it because it has become your fortune, you are good to refuse the windfall. That's all you want to ask, you want to continue to sleep, very cold here, make you want to sleep continuously". Saying Fitri while laughing.

"We're serious, he joked, Iyo palle sleeping mi, happy resting mother Irfan. Assalamualaikum". I said then close the call.

"Wa'alaikum hail".

For my efforts later I plan to open warmindo but with the current concept so that I can make a place to hang out as well. In front of the house there is a field, yesterday when I first came here, I saw a lot of children playing there. So I had an idea to sell snacks for kids, too. So this house is in the front lane and opposite it there is a field. I will discuss it again with Mas Arya.

I saw the clock on my phone already nine o'clock past, better now I take a shower so as not to bad luck to the bank. If it was a long day, it was usual. I also rushed to shower. When finished I used an oversiz long-sleeved top combined with a culott and an instant pasmina. Don't forget to wear a liptint, then I grab my little bag and I put my wallet and my phone in.

'Mas, I want to go to the bank to make savings, this already wants to go, ntar I ride ojol aja?'. I sent a message to my husband and it ticked two.

Tong

Tong

Tong

The sound of bells outside the fence.

 'Who is the one who visited in the morning - gini morning?'

      I rushed out to see the man who hit the bell.

"Assalamualaikum son, this is Mom". It turned out that my mother came.

"Wa'alaikum salam. Mom, I'm opening the fence." I answered while unlocking the fence.

"Where do you want to go to get this neat?". He asked me to see my appearance.

"I'm going to Mak's bank, want to make new savings. A little more way to order ojol first". My answer.

"Emak come along, bored at home too. No need to use ojol, ride your motorbike. You can take a motorbike, right? You see, my mother likes to cramp her hands if you bring a motor". Said mother

"It could be mom, but it's been a long time no longer bring the bike, I'm afraid stiff ntar". Answer doubt.

"Udah bring slowly - slowly, the body of the mother is also not big - big, we are eleven twelve bodies. Come on over to Mom's house". Bring mom.

"Prophe Mak, I lock the door and the fence first". I then locked the door and the fence, and followed my mother to her house.

***

Arriving at the bank, on the screen the queue cs was the third number and I got the fifth number. I wander - wry looking at my husband's side but I can't find his figure, where is he? While waiting in line, I talked to my mother. Not long ago it was my turn to face cs, I also expressed my intention to make new savings. After passing through several prosuders, it was finally finished as well.

Until I got out of the bank, it didn't look like Mas Arya either. My mother was surprised to see me like a confused person.

"Who do you know who is Ais? From my mother's attention very restless". Ask mom

"I'm looking for Mas Arya Mak, why isn't there?" My answer.

"Oh your husband works here. Hmm, maybe again the business out was sending bank employees filling in money at the ATM, I don't know what the name is". Said mom.

"Maybe also Mak. Oya we want to go straight home or mom want to stop by where is it?" My toot.

"We stopped by to eat soto yuk, mother again wanted to eat soto. You want a no?

"I follow my mak". I said while pushing the motor.

After arriving at the soto stall, it was again crowded. We finally packed it. I intend to pay for my order but have been paid first with my mother. We go home too. All this time walking and talking to my mom, you felt comfortable and not awkward. The mother of the person is friendly, loving, meek, sometimes funny too. Anyway lucky Fitri has a daughter-in-law like him.

Seriate.