The New Honey Catastrophe

carpeting

I did not rebuke him, did not want to waste my time I did not want to talk much, he entered two hours after the incident to the room and stood in front of me but he was silent.

I ignored him by staying busy guiding my son to study while he was silent, maybe not finding a way to start the word.

"What are you doing standing there?"

"looking for clothes" he said.

"There may be clothes in the closet will come out on their own if not removed" I said.

"Then you brought it out" he asked.

" I'm sorry I'm online with the kids so I can't get up so carelessly leaving their video calls."

"Tomorrow you want to go to work again, huh?"

"Well, I won't give up on the first day" I replied.

"i still hope that you will be a good housewife for me no need to bother myself to work. I can still support you all."

"You have a wife now Mas, your responsibility is double than before, if we eat then he must eat. If we buy clothes, he has to, too," I said.

"Actually all I want to know is, do you still love me Laila?"

Hearing her strange question I was a little confused she replied.

"Of course it's still Mas, but there are some things that make me decide not to get too close to you now" I said while still helping the children do their jobs.

,"You want to put some distance into this relationship?"

"Let me think and decide ...."

"I just don't want your decision to hurt all of us, the point is I don't want a divorce" she replied with deep eyes.

"How am I supposed to make you happy, Laila?"

"You've taken away my happiness and smile how do you ask me if I can still be happy? That's impossible."

"There's no way to give me a chance to be forgiven, I'm really begging you" he asked.

"Wake up and go to your wife's room I can't take you to sleep here because we're going to study online."

"I want to make amends from you, Laila," he said suddenly dropping at my feet.

"Don't do this, Mom, I don't want to, you're happy with Adelia, don't beg for love." I pushed him and told him to get up.

"But you're my first wife, you're the first person I love."

"Now your love has been divided Mas, no longer intact for me, what can I expect to rely on half your love, Mas?"

,I'm sorry ...." The man came closer and hugged me, his body shaking as if he were feeling regret.

"Though me, Laila, I'm sorry, I really don't want to be jealous of Adel you give up, I'm really scared."

"Then take turns, Mas, fight me as a wife you deserve to fight for, lest I get bored and run away,". Cold answer.

"Don't ... Don't Laila, I can't get you this way" he said.

"Listen to Mas, ...." Our positions face each other.

"I never like and agree from the bottom of my heart, I don't want to share my feelings and love with other women, somehow you and mom don't pay attention to my rejection."

"I'm also powerless by Mother's command ...."

"What does mom want? He wants money from the girl's family, right? That's why he glorifies Adelia so much that I'm considered trash."

"Not Laila, we love you, too" he said, framing my face and looking into these eyes, trying to convince her.

"No, Mas, if you want proof, just look at our current condition, used to sleep in a springbed now only carpeted, I used to use jewelry, I used to use, but now that the jewels were borrowed to marry you to a new woman, my heart breaks. If you want, I'll just run, Mom, but I feel sorry for my son" I replied slowly.

"Don't give up, don't give up on loving me, Laila, adelia isn't necessarily as good as you, baby," she said, peeping at my forehead.

"Go to Adel's room, we'll sleep."

"No, tonight I'm going to sleep with you" he replied, laying down.

"Why?"

"I miss you."

*

The next day, the,

Early in the morning, when I opened the door to the room in-laws and my sisters-in-law were bershibah ria in the room tivi not far from the door of my room, shortly afterwards Adelia comes down and makes a drama of losing her husband.

"Mom, Mas Haris, where did you go last night?" tanyakanya.

"I'm not sure anyway, Mom, but ..." she gestured with a chin nod to my room and unfortunately she immediately sat with me, of course her reaction was nervous and misbehaved.

"Eh, Embak, I ...."

"Why?" many cold.

Today, for the first time in my life, wake up. I spread my eyes and I just let out a slow breath.

The house is still a mess, breakfast has not been served and do not ask about the condition of the kitchen that is no longer directional shape.

Dishwashers filled sinks, piles of wipes, leftover food in dirty and fly-covered pots and pans.

I just sighed softly while saying Istighfar. The glass curry then directs to the dispenser and gulps it down immediately.

"Look at the house without you" murmured the mother who came over.

"Yes, Mom, how else," I said as I opened the kitchen cabinet and took out two Indomie packs, then took a pot to attack the water.

"Aren't you cooking breakfast?"

"I'm tired Ma'am" I said without sin. Sometimes I also want to be a spoiled daughter-in-law who lives well and is served.

"What?!" He glared and I frowned, he was about to get angry and ready to open his mouth but he could only massage his chest and smile.

"Lho, why?"

"I'll cook breakfast for the children, Mas Haris will be made Adelia and I go to work all child," I replied.

"You don't think of a mother who's old and can't do all this,. Should you be a maid in your own home?"

"Does mother always think of me .. or should I be a maid in my own home?" my answer is to reverse his words.

"I never thought of you as such" he replied.

"Alright, since there's Adel too, I can call and have him clean this up, all of you make me breakfast."

I'm elapsed.

"But he can't ...."

"When can you not be taught, ma'am?"

I laughed and called my two children for breakfast.

The mother-in-law returned to the living room and was sitting limp on the sofa, while Mas Haris' two sisters stared wordlessly, Adelia ... He just stood there confused and stupid with her.

*

Mas Haris was well-dressed, and today's tumben he behaved very sweetly, without bothering him to just ask for instant noodles and immediately sat down to enjoy his breakfast, the retarded mother-in-law knew her son was eating food that he thought was unhealthy.

"Haris .. You eat noodles?"

"Yes, Mom, is it okay? I don't want to trouble Laila," she said, which made her mother-in-law swallow more.

"But you rarely eat ginian food" said the mother objected.

"It's okay, Mom."

*

"Mas, you're anterin I went to college, aren't you?" the young woman said with a frown and half-slashed the bag of books in front of our husband.

"Oh, you and Salwa, I want to take Nayla and Naina to school" he replied.

"Yes, all of you, Mom," he continued.

"But the opposite direction, if you have to nganter one of the other late where like to be stuck again ...."

The woman threw away her face and as usual she used a special weapon of a woman, tears.

But it seems that it does not work on Mas Haris proved he smiled while persuading later in the afternoon he would pick him up, but it seems that it is not enough to entertain him.

I'm the one watching while putting on the shoes, not far from them just laughing evilly.

Maybe at this time he is driven by jealousy, yes, so that it is like to have sex with someone's husband. Welcome to the reality, Babe.

Ha ha ha ha's.

We set off in Mas Haris' car while he stood staring at the nanar while waiting for my sister-in-law to pull out the motorbike.

"Da .. daaah, Auntie," said my son with a laugh and he just bit his lip next door.

It seemed like he would have to prepare a lip backup because from now on he would vent his irritation there more often.

Haha.