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Peace in-law and Son-in-law

12.

The four-monthly event was held after ashar to the end of Maghrib. The house that was once spacious to look narrow was filled with many people—, especially the local dawis mothers, Umi Ros who invited him.

The chants of holy verses echo making the body creep. Until the baby who is in the womb Dara also feel it.

“Motion, Mom,” he told Ms Ratna who had just arrived with her father a few hours ago.

Ratna's mother smiles, embraces her child and rubs her daughter's stomach. Her eyes were dewy, still not expecting the child she carried yesterday afternoon was now a mother as well.

“Here do not stay, yes,” he said and continue to provide many other important tips for women who are pregnant.

Alif was sitting not far from him. Wearing the same color as Dara, which is pink. The theme this time is very feminine to adjust the type of kela min their first child who is expected to be female.

“So Daddy's first granddaughter?” Hilman asked his daughter. With the sounding sound is still unclear because it has not fully healed from the stroke. The road is still wearing a stick with extra caution.

People who are initially fierce, immediately turn weak when they get a single attack of disease. Here all can see how God has the power to bow the head of a person who is too upright looking up.

“Iya, Yah.. granddaughter Father daughter,” replied Dara to the man beside her.

While Alif was busy with Yudha ascertaining the condition of mike, soud and others because soon, Abah Haikal will give tausiyah.

“Aman, Bang.” Alif answered all his brother's worries.

Yudha lifted her thumb and sat back down at her original spot. Rayyan always sticks to him like a postage stamp.

“You are sleepy, Mas?” vita asked to see Rayyan leaning against her papa chest with her eyes half forced open.

“Looks.”

“Bawa to the top, let me put the twins to sleep,” said Vita staring at her husband, “two bocil it if left to play until midnight.”

This has happened often, children the age of Umar and Mauza are still very happy to play. If left, even tomorrow, they will still be literate. Ruffling the household.

The two left after saying goodbye to Umi Ros and Abah. They first headed to the back, taking Umar and Mauza who were being fostered by Mbak Ratih. After that, go upstairs together.

“You rest, no need to wait until it is finished,” Yudha said when all her children were in a cool room.

“Want anyway, that is. But lately I've been having trouble sleeping, thinking about cesarean soon. If it's brojol, then I can calm down.” Vita sat on the bed enveloping her three children.

“Born soon, Princes. Poor Papa, Son. It's been two months off,” kekeh Yudha slowly while rubbing his wife's stomach.

Vita smiles. Imagine how tormented a man is if kept away from his basic needs. Even with himself who feels the same way. Never mind doing these activities, to walk he must be extra careful because it is still often flecked. Really worrying.

“After birth, you will have to hold again for forty days. Are you still strong? Still capable?” Vita asked.

“Hopefully we can,” he said sounds unconvincing. For Yudha could always find another way even without having to sow his wife's fields. Only they know how it all happened!

“Sorry yes, Mas. I made you tormented,” Vita said after a while. “Other men, if his wife can not ..” Vita let Yudha search for her own continuation, “she will marry again. Are you going to be like that too?”

“Enak only, I still want to live,” replied Yudha widened her eyes.

“I just ngetes. Who knows there are still desires like before.”

“Tried, not able.”

“Ma, Ma!” call Rayyan stop their chat, “that's her voice Opah? Yes?”

They heard Abah Haikal say hello using a loudspeaker.

“Iya, it's Opah, he again fills out tausiyah,” replied Vita.

“I want the same Opah!” mauza said he wanted to move, but was detained by his papa.

“No, Darling. It's time for a nap. Want to sleep at what time of the night if you guys are not asleep at this time. Ha?” Yudha held their bodies all in great annoyance. Are all kids like this? No one would be silent, like the jackfruit maggots thought.

“Main equal Opinion later, yes. Now we want bobo first...” Vita persuaded.

“That's you, the sound of the spike,” pinta Mauza. Meant asking mike who he thought was fun to play.

“Iya, later borrow the same Om. Main spike, but now sleep first, yes.” Yudha followed the lisp.

With various ways they put the children to sleep, until finally all his efforts managed to make the three fall asleep.

 ***

A series of four-monthly events Dara is almost finished, following the family photos that are done in front of the backdrop. Make it eternal through camera shots that will later be printed and displayed as a memento.

“You are the same Mas Yudha want photos too?” dara said to Vita.

But the woman shook her head. “I'm shy, ugly, fat, yet make up too.

“Hey, who said you were ugly?” Dara forced him to go up there without giving the woman a chance to refuse, “later keburu home his potter, hehee ..cuek aja napa anyway, Beibs. Don't minderan. Fat guy? Yeah, natural. What is less natural is that skinny when dry and old pregnant again. Later will be counted again hungry.” Dara looked around looking for her sister-in-law at the group of people enjoying the meal. Then shouted as he found the figure of the man, “Mas! Hey, Mas Yudha!”

“Sini, Mas! Important B G T.” hand Dara waved, asking Yudha to approach.

Yudha first said goodbye to the people she was talking to, then passed by the two women.

“Photo first, Mas. Poor wife, make a memory of her son later before the baby brojol. Any minute, anyway?”

Yudha just nodded. The man just resigned when directed by the photographer to do various photo poses.

“Ish, very different with my husband,” muttered Dara irritated. Still remembered earlier when he and Alif did a photo session. Alif is the hardest person to manage. Again and again the man asked to stop activities that he thought were not at all beneficial like this. Ribet said very much.

Elsewhere, Alif was away from the crowd because his mouth felt sour. What else if not for smoking?

But he did not realize that there was an old man who was accompanying him since. He only realized when his head accidentally looked back. “Eh, there are people.”

Hilman smiled stiffly. For a long time he wanted to sit together with his son-in-law to just speak four eyes. But a sense of prestige and shame always dominated him.

“Where are you going? Let me take you. Or go to the toilet?” bargain Alif while pulling a chair so that his father-in-law can sit up quickly. Because as far as possible, the man could not stand too long because his legs had been liming. “Sit down first, Dad. Fear of pain later.”

The man then sat down slowly, staring at his son-in-law who was switching off cigarettes. “Replace your clothes after this, lest Dara inhale your cigarette smoke. Dara may be strong, but pity her baby.”

“Good, Well,” replied Alif. Didn't want to argue even though he also understood without Hilman telling him. Because he does not want this issue to have long-tail. Their relationship has not been so good all this time.

“I just want to talk to you for a minute.”

Alif's eyes widened slightly hearing his words just now. Only this time he could tell her a longer story during the four months of marriage. Could his heart have begun to melt?

Not how long did Alif nod in.

“Please forgive Dad ...”

DEG.

Alif was astonished. Stunned to hear Hilman's previously extremely haram apology come out of his mouth. Without a doubt, he pinned the call of father in front of him. Things he never did before.

“I confessed wrongly. And maybe this sickness is the karma that I have to accept. Because this is how you can get married.”

Hilman is also not sure now he can have a grandson if he is still healthy. Because the health of all this time is arrogance and malice.

“I shouldn't judge you just in terms of looks. You and your family are so good.”

Hilman was always embarrassed when she recalled once watering this child with a cup of hot tea and driving him away. He thought his plan to hinder his son's soul mate would work, in fact he couldn't. What has become His provision, will still happen. They keep on matching. As far as the ravine separates.  

“I see him very at home and happy here, accepted to be part of your family. Not as someone else who just came,” he said again paused for a moment, “frankly I am very embarrassed because it was too excessive to respond to your arrival at that time. Forgive Dad, Son...”.

Sontak Alif moved from his seat holding the body of his father-in-law who was about to prostrate at his feet. “Yeah, please don't be like this, I've forgiven you.” she helped her in-laws to get back to sitting in their original place.

“Please take care of my children and grandchildren,” groan slowly. For months he was sick and became the trouble of everyone especially his wife. He thought this was the reason for the sin he had committed against Alif. This kid must have been very hurt with him.

“That's for sure, Dad, that's for sure. No need pinta father also for sure I will take care of them. I love Dara very much, she is my wife,” Alif replied firmly.

“Do you have a grudge with me?” hilman asked again making Alif stunned. “I never heard you talk to me, but I always expected it. You are the most annoying son-in-law in the world!”

Alif sontak. Apparently, he wanted to be approached, but .. prestige to reveal it. “Alright .. from now on I will talk more with you, Yah.”

Gone were the stiffness between them. Both smiling. The misunderstanding that once existed between them was instantly wiped out and ended up hugging each other.

“Hopefully after we make peace, my illness will soon be cured. So that I can hold and invite my grandson to play later if he is born.”

“Aamiin, Well, aamiin.”

Alif's eyes slightly glazed because unexpectedly, from today he can be familiar with in-laws like other harmonious families out there.

‘Thank you Baby Cil, your presence brings blessings to Papi. Because of you we made peace.’

***

Seriate

I love you so much today because I have a holiday weekend.

This is the polygamist visual!

Please don't fall in love, he doesn't want polygamy anymore he said. He still wants to live.

If the alif mas is the same dara it is already on the side, yes. The visuals are also.if not wrong there is in the announcement section. The Title is Tarnished On The Bridal Night. Sorry, I brought general again, because there are those who do not know hheh🤭😁

Happy holidays everyone!