The Thorn in the Family

Bagpack From Mother-in-Law

After the return of his father-in-law. Dance quickly back into the room. He sat down in front of the dresser in his room. His fingers were busy squeezing flat objects given by his in-laws. His eyes began to stare at the small object.

Chequek...

Door opens. Rama followed his wife into the room. He felt there was something different about Tari, after the return of his parents. Not usually Dance, will leave Ms. Marni to clean up alone in the kitchen. Especially when they had just eaten together, where a lot of left dirty dishes.

Dance looked up slightly at the reflection of her face that was in front of the mirror. Fearfulness

back to meet the recesses of his heart. Trauma in the past began to re-emerge that night. Just got married three weeks ago had to get a testpack from her in-laws. While at his previous marriage, almost six years more he did not get a baby. What else if you remember the diagnosis of several doctors he received.

“What's up?” rama asked, he held his wife's shoulder when he saw Dari's gaze look empty and sad.

Quiescent.

Dari did not answer, he chose to be silent and slightly shook his head.

“Do not lie. I know you are sad. What is it?” Rama grabbed the small thing

in the hands of dance.

Huft...

Rama's breath sounded loud and heavy. As if he had found the answer

the anxiety his wife felt.

“From Mom?”

Dance nodded her head without daring to look at her husband.

“Why.sad?” Rama grabbed Tari's chin, carrying his wife's face to look at each other straight.

“I'm scared? Just try first”

“Mas already know how my condition” Tari getting down and squeezing his fingers

fretfully.

“Why should be afraid. If not, we can try again and again. Even if you want to

we can try now, mumpung Risma has fallen asleep” Rama smiled and teased his wife.

“Mas, I'm not kidding. I'm being scared”

“I know baby. There is nothing to be afraid of and to deal with. Didn't already

I told you right from the start if I wasn't going to take this matter. We've been

got Risma between the two of us. But what's wrong if you also try the tool. Is not the power of God infinite by whatever dear” Rama whispered and wrapped his hand on his wife's belly. He hugged gently.

“But what about Ibu Mas?”

“Mother, have no right to demand something beyond our capacity dear. Mother's duty in this matter is to pray and support us. Without demanding anything. He has no right to interfere too deeply in the affairs of Gusti Allah”

“Don't be sad. Whatever happens, I will be there for you. Never be equal

Rama, chose to turn his wife's body. Now the two face each other at a close distance.

“If.you are not comfortable with this thing. You can throw it away. I don't want to

make you sad”

“But Mas?”

“Our happiness has to create for ourselves baby. I am a child but I am not

that means all orders from my parents must be followed immediately. We are encouraged to obey, obey and be devoted to them, but we are also obliged to choose and decide about this life. While not

contrary to religious rules.

I don't think it's a problem if we don't comply with’s wishes”

“So.I beg you not to be sad. Just make this tool part of do’a from Mom. Who knows this tool brings a good sign in our married life dear”

Tari.diam did not give the answer.

“We'd better take a break. You must be tired, right?”

Not much talking anymore. Rama chose to take his wife. Guiding towards

to bed. He immediately covered the body of Dance with a blanket and gave a glimpse of the kiss of affection on his forehead.

“Hari.ini holiday first yes mas” said Tari, when the husband began to turn off the room lights.and replace with a sleeping lamp. Since marrying Tari, no longer have regular sleep hours. She should be ready whenever her husband asks her to worship. Even these few weeks, he only had three hours to rest

of calm.

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Early in the morning.Tari, who is busy to cook and prepare provisions for children and

her husband, had to run to the living room. He ran quite fast when he found that his phone did not stop to sound.

Alleged.Dance, miss. He thought if the one who contacted at that time was his employee at

the store. As usual in the morning they will be busy to ask Tari, prihal additional tasks goods when there is a change in the type of order.

With a hand that shook violently, he grabbed the flat object. Shift emblem

green and started to close in his ears.

“How was the result?”

Degs...