The Sweetest Feeling's

Mother-in-law

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Now they are in the largest fabric sales center in Jakarta. Sofia took him to several suppliers and saw thousands of examples of the fabrics she needed to design her clothes.

The woman entered among the scrolls of cloth and she immediately pointed at some of them to be seen.

There are satin fabrics with some striking colors, then silk whose softness level is the best. And other types of fabrics that Nania did not know what her name was.

"From the first Mama always choose their own materials for our clothing products. Besides being more satisfied later when you see the results, so it is also comfortable because most of what we wear comes from what you make." Sofia touches the edges of the fabric to feel soft or rough as a benchmark of quality. 

Although the seller said that what they brought was the best quality fabric, but Sofia wanted to find out for herself. 

"I also if there is an order like to shop alone to the market rather than buy to the suplyer. More satisfied because we can choose what we think is good." Nania chiming.

"Well, the concept is the same. Mom hasn't been to the market in a long time. Since when? It was after Dimitri was born." said Sofia.

"When did you like going to the market?" Nania laughed at the thought of her elegant-looking father-in-law walking through a traditional market and carrying groceries like herself.

"Eh, you don't know what Mom used to be like, before meeting papi we were also difficult." The in-laws said.

"We?"

"Mama and Dygta."

Nania looked frowned.

"Widow mom when she meets papi who has a wife."

"Ohuh?"

"Just like that."

Nania listened to her in-laws tell her a little story.

"Eh, why is it storytelling?" Sofia laughed softly then returned to the cloths in front of her.

"Sir, I order this one, this one, this and this ten meters each first huh? As usual, I'll order again if I need more?" The woman pointed at the cloth scroll in question.

"Good Mom." Then the man in front of him ordered his employees to immediately do what was asked.

"You guys with the same color?"

"Good, Mom. I'll prepare."

"Thank you, the delivery will be a little late in the afternoon, sir." Then he made the payment.

"Yes, Mom."

"Where are we going after this?" They walked out to the car that was ready in front.

"No idea, maybe go home? The cloth shopping is done." Nania answered.

"Ish, it's not cool of you. Let's go out, let's go for a walk!" They got into a car that immediately drove away from the place.

"Where to go? Would it be okay to go home?" Nania.

"It's only been a month as Daryl's wife have you been like this? Before you get married, you are free."

"And he said that marriage is different."

"Yes, but it's drastic. Like something pressured you to be like that?" Sofia looked suspiciously.

"Umm .. in my mind, if the closest people say the same word over and over again sometimes it seems to be a must for me to obey him. Like the mother who always told me I should recite the same favor."

"Lho, why is that?"

"I don't know, maybe a habit?"

"You're used to being yelled at or yelled at? so would you say if someone did that to you?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"You know, actually your situation is worrisome, and it may require a doctor's treatment."

"I'm not sick." Nania chuckles.

"It's not about pain, it's about your psyche that may need to be restored."

Nania speechless.

"It's okay to go to the beach? Looks like the atmosphere is suitable for us to talk." Sofia spoke again.

"But not swimming, right?" Nania asked.

"Of course not, Mama doesn't like swimming in public places. Could've upset your papa if Mama had." Her mother-in-law laughed.

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"We have to take a photo here first." Sofia photographed herself with Nania in front of a beachfront building.

A kind of outdoor cafe with a thick tropical island atmosphere nuanced Bali which became one of his favorite places.

Not long after, his phone rang.

"True, must have called right away." He swiped the green button and then pressed the loudspeaker button.

"Yes, honey?"

"Shop the cloth already?" Satria's voice sounded from across there.

"Here, it'll be delivered a little afternoon."

"You gonna be there long?" The man asked again.

"Maybe. You're still with Arfan, right?" Sofia asked back.

"Yes. Then I'll just go home in the afternoon, with the kids."

"Be careful, dear."

"Yes, you too." Then the call ended.

Nania looked at the woman with a smile. It feels good to see this kind of interaction, and he is lucky to see it every day.

"You know, that's your papi. Not much different than Daryl." Sofia takes a sip of her cold drink which she and Nania order.

"But maybe Daryl is more extreme. In the past, Mama and the children were allowed to leave the house only if accompanied by Arfan. Anywhere can go even without Papi, but Arfan must always be there."

"Sir Arfan?"

"Yes, Ara's dad. He was Papi's assistant."

"Oh …."

Sofia looked at her daughter-in-law's face fixedly.

"Nna, did Daryl treat you well?" Then he asked.

"Hum?"

"Daryl treated you like a husband to his wife?"

Nania frowned.

"Mama's worried she's not treating you well. Seeing the way he talks or sometimes yelling at you, makes you think no."

"Oh .. yes. He's good."

"Related?"

"Yes. She gave money, kept acting like a husband in general. No way should I explain how, right? Because all those who are married must be? Mama must have known." Nania chuckled with a blushed face.

"Ah, if that's Mama also understand, haha." Sofia laughed too.

"But I mean, the way she treated you was good? She's not against you?"

"Well right. When it comes to shouting, from the beginning know it too. Now mengingan, but in the past where judes just like angry no longer clear. But keep coming to the store and ask me to make some food. Weird?"

"Ah, he is indeed the most unique among his brothers. Mama doesn't know why, it's just that lately Mama's been watching her make you tie the shoelaces." Finally the sentence came out of his mouth.

"On that …."

"We must submit to the husband, but if he does not treat you well, especially if you do not stay silent. We won't defend the wrong even if it's our son."

"Eh, .. no." 

"Mama's mind is ugly after seeing you so to Daryl, let alone this morning."

"Mama must have misunderstood." Nania shook her hand.

"So that's Daryl's shoelaces come off, before that I pick it not tight."

"You've been tying Daryl's shoelaces? Since when? Since you've been married?"

"Mh …." 

This woman must not know about abnormalities in her child. So how should he explain it, while Daryl desperately hides it from everyone? How thought.

"Have he done? Just like a king?" Sofia grumbling.

"It's okay, isn't that part of the wife's job?" nania said, find it safe.

"Yes, you are his wife, not his slave."

Nania was silent for a moment. There was no way she was telling the truth because it would hurt her husband's self-esteem.

"Emang if the wife does not take care of her husband can ya? This is one way to make your husband happy. Daryl's happy that I want the same shirt to tie his shoelaces."

"Shirting the shirt too?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"You're exactly Miss Lily who didn't let her dress herself. You deserve to fit in!"

"Mom Lily?"

"His parents before going to Moscow."

"Oh .. Take it. Haha."

"Well, Mama's worried she's doing nothing to you. Just watch out, if you really can't defend him!"

"No, Ma. There's nothing. It's just some kind of obligation the wife takes care of her husband. I wasn't told, but if it makes my husband happy, what's wrong?"

"Truly, you're one step ahead of Mama on this. Nicely." Sofia nodded her head.

While Nania smiled, and she felt relieved after answering her in-laws question.

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