
Coincidentally the full moon, the view of the sky from the backyard of the Asrul parents' house is very beautiful, the bright moonlight brings a very sad atmosphere, so beautiful, this is certainly the best moment for all couples, this is what is in the head of Asrul.
But Asrul had to hold back his steps to approach Risda who had been there first, Asrul's steps were held back by his father's arm that held his shoulder, Asrul shrugged and understood his father's head, arm, something appropriate as well, let Risda be alone with Haris, her father.
Asrul smiled thinly, shrugged back and stepped back to follow his father back into the house, Asrul had no good choice, finally choosing to turn on the television and watch the news, but that was before long, Reni, who was not the best, Mutia and Ariana come and take over the TV remote.
Asrul shook his head when he saw Reni replacing chanel with soap opera. Asrul always dizzy when talking about soap operas, Asrul's head often even pulsates, according to him there is absolutely no benefit to be taken from watching a story that makes no sense at all.
Asrul stood up, pointing one after another who was in the middle room. “Doctor, doctor, prospective doctor, Junior High, soap opera. Like no other spectacle”. Gerrutu Asrul's.
Only Mother Asrul glanced, it was just a glance, while the others were completely indifferent, even as if no one had just spoken, what Asrul said was completely unheard of by the others, he said, everyone stays focused on the television screen.
Asrul re-running his head and moving away, the most incoming destination will be just the room, Asrul wants to open his laptop, but Asrul not so open, for what?, nothing, nothing, even college assignments are not there at all for today, nothing important, the laptop is not at all important opened.
Asrul laid down his body, but there was no signal to rest any faster, Asrul stood up again, walked towards the window and flicked the curtain, Asrul finally smiled faintly, Asrul finally smiled, asrul's eyes clearly caught his wife and father-in-law talking while looking at the moon.
Asrul closed the curtain and went back to bed, choosing a bed while opening the screen of his phone, Asrul understood and understood, since the marriage contract two months ago, this is the first meeting between Risda and her father, who is a child, of course both are equally very longing.
Asrul felt, it was important for Risda to have a lot of time with her father, their distance made the meeting not easy to do, the time for the two of them like that was certainly very little, very little, it's not something easy.
While Asrul himself has a lot of time to be with Risda, why should he bother?, letting Risda with his father would be very good of course, it would give a lot of meaning, for both. And Asrulpun dissolves with his cell phone screen.
While Risda still continues to hug her father's arm while leaning his head to Haris' shoulder, so Haris can often kiss her daughter's sweet potato, their conversation is also getting crunchier, so Haris can kiss her as often as possible, there were many smiles and small laughs born from the lips of both of them.
“Whatever the story, the husband must be in the prime” number.
Risda nodded her head. “Risda understands Yah”.
Haris smiled broadly. “Should number the interests of husband”.
Risda again nodded her head, it felt Risda also understood what her father meant, from the book that Risda read, it was all saying the same thing, he said, a wife must obey and obey what her husband lightens, as long as it does not violate the rules of religion.
“Risda learn religion from whom ?”.
Risda smiled again. “Lot read books Well, but Farhan also a lot teach Risda, njai also taught Farhan”.
Haris is a bit tickling. “Farhan ?”.
Risda nodded her head. “Iya Well. Farhan a lot teach Risda”.
“Indeed Farhan knows a lot of religion?, not he did not religious school ?”.
Risda laughed a little. “Farhan read many books Well, he was including nerds, books that Farhan read many religious books. Farhan also had frequent discussions with Ustadz Faisal, he was also active in Teen Masjid”.
Haris nods his head. “Farhan is great too if you gotu”.
Risda laughed again. “Farhan is a smart boy Yah”.
Haris nods his head, it feels like all the children of Agung are smart friends all, his son-in-law Asrul is also very smart according to Haris, the other sister Asrul also seems to be the same, their level of politeness provides real evidence, as well, Haris always believed, only smart people are able to behave politely.
Haris again felt grateful, his daughter could be in a family like this model, from some things that Haris saw, Haris was sure that Risda was also very happy to be in the middle of her family-in-law, which is also very happy, all of Asrul's younger brother looked dear to him, Haris was happy and happy for it.
“But sometimes Risda wonder see Abang”.
Haris slightly frowned. “Why indeed ?”.
“Like no intention of work, go home to college play sleep, Risda wonder, why not help help Daddy Agung”.
Haris became somewhat thoughtful, only to know that Asrul was so. Haris of course thought too, even so there is a sense of worry, do not let Asrul even get used to it, want to be what the old will be. Haris breathed heavily, now so come wonder, why Asrul even so.
“Sorry Yes Ris”. Haris laughed a little, looking rather scared. “Neever watch Asrul shopping like that ?”.
Risda shakes. “Pernah .. once”.
Haris. “Once ?, when ?”.
Haris is getting bigger. “It's not anymore ?”.
Risda shakes. “If Brother does not, Mother who kasi”.
“Your Mother-in-law ?”.
Risda nodded her head. “Iya Yah”.
Haris let out a heavy sigh, perhaps on many sides Risda was indeed happy, but there was one point that was not right, Asrul who had not intended to work. This is certainly not a small problem, not a problem that can be underestimated, it is true that Asrul is still in college, but it is a master, and more importantly, Asrul has a wife.
According to Haris, it would be very bad if it continues, put Agung does have enough ability, but Agung is also an ordinary human, there are many opportunities everything changes quickly. Whatever the reason, Asrul should have started learning to make a living.
“Daddy same Mother-in-law Risda never protested ?”.
Risda shakes. “Ngak Yah”.
“They just let Asrul so ?”.
Risda nodded her head. Haris again breathed heavily, one side he felt the anxiety of his daughter, on the other hand Haris was also reluctant to Agung if he had to ask this, of course there are many things that must be considered.
Haris certainly had to rethink this problem, Haris was afraid that if the wrong way in conveying could have a negative influence, or do not they would assume if Risda the handyman complained, or not, this is certainly not good at all.
“Risda never asked Asrul why ?”.
Risda shook his head again. “Risda don't dare Well, afraid later Brother offended, it's not so good”.
Haris breathed heavily for the umpteenth time, although in fact Haris felt that Risda was exaggerating about this, it felt inappropriate also if he chose fear, as a wife, as well, Risda according to Haris must dare to open her husband's mind to start work.
But, to suggest that Risda dispel her fearlessness, Haris also participated in not daring, Haris felt it was not appropriate to also teach her daughter to it, the time Haris had to teach her daughter not to be afraid of her husband, that's incorrect.
But, letting this continue also felt impossible. Haris is confused now, not knowing what to say. And finally Haris chose to give it up on time, let time be that will answer everything, easy easy not to continue forever.
Haris keeps thinking, until he forgets what made him come here, even asking Natalia to cover up his arrival to Risda, because Haris wants to give a surprise, because tomorrow is Risda's birthday.
But what to say, even Haris who has a plan now even dissolves with a sense of dizziness to hear his daughter-in-law who turns out to be still in the style of a college child as well, all the plans he arranged neatly yesterday just fell apart, just like that, even those who have a plan now forget the plan he made himself.
Long enough both of them were equally silent without a sound, Risda at least now felt somewhat relieved, at least her sense during this time saw her husband's attitude now had drastically reduced.
Risda felt a little calm because it was able to share his heart, to his mother Risda was deliberately unwilling to talk, Risda was afraid this even made her mother think, but to her father Risda sure enough, sure enough, Risda felt, something like this would only be good if he conveyed it only to his father.
Haris glanced at the watch in his hand. “After ten o'clock Ris, just rest, Asrul must have been waiting for you long”.
Risda glanced for a moment and stood up. “Dad break also”.
Haris nods his head. “Iya, I also want to sleep ini”.
“Daddy is here right?”.
Haris nods his head. “Yes, dad is here kok”.
Risda hugs her father first, so Haris can kiss her cheeks before turning away from Haris alone, Haris has not been interested in rest.
Haris eyes continued to follow Risda until it was lost behind the door, again Haris let out a long sigh, Haris can now only hope, just hope, hopefully the attitude of Asrul who has not been interested in working can change in the near future, not even the continuity, it will be very disturbing thoughts.
Haris finally moved too, Haris headed to the room that had been prepared for him. Haris laid his body, but his eyes could not be invited to sleep, still open, still continue to enjoy fretting, now even more so.
Haris feels, even though Asrul has parents who are well-off and nothing less, but his position as a husband still requires Asrul to start plunging into the world of work, maybe it was a business his father had.
Asrul is no longer a single child who can express at will, or why Asrul did not see his sister Mutia, the young doctor was also taking a specialist, but Mutia did not sleep home from college, he was always in the clinic, or even Reni who was still in college S1 had also done a lot in their mother's clinic.
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