Waiting for the Love of the Husband

THE MCSS 3

"What are you doing?" salwa asked who caught the boy and his daughter-in-law standing by the curtains. Their faces looked panicked.

"Search for new atmosphere Mom. Bosen's in bed?" tanya Haji Mustaq or often called Haji Aqim.

"Huss there's Zia, digress me if I talk. Aish Ibu bring food, you have to try Mom's cooking. It's sure to be delicious and you'll like it." Mother lifted the container containing food.

"Kok being the mother who sent, I should be the one who took care of it," Asih said embarrassed. They join hands to the kitchen, followed by Aisha and Zia.

"Father, Brother. We know something" said Aisha.

The women were busy talking in the kitchen to get along. Salwa also tried to make her son-in-law feel comfortable with her presence. He did not want the term son-in-law and in-laws not getting along.

Although H. Aqim looked at his son, "let's talk." They chose to sit in the backyard gazebo. So that their conversation is not in with the women, especially Aishwa.

Haji Aqim stared intently at his son before speaking, "How old are you?" such a flat voice must be watched especially if you have asked about age. Usually there will be a long lecture of more than an hour.

"34, Dad."

"Whatever? still deserve you to behave like that to the woman you have chosen to be a wife? The accident was fate, you can't blame Aishwa."

"I ..."

"No need to defend, I saw for myself that you still put up a picture of the deceased here. What if it wasn't to hurt your wife."

"I just want a reaction test, Dad."

" Repack test? Any woman will feel hurt if there is another need between herself and her husband. Wouldn't you imagine your daughter being treated like that. If your only sister had the same thing with Aish. Think on! Love is not love you have chosen it. His treatment is appropriate. Forget your unclear grudges. Do not let people who see think of worship that we do only as a mask to cover up rotten attitudes. Understand up here?"

"Understand, Dad."

"Give me Aish's rights. Syfa and Aish have their own place in your heart, but lean you must on the living. If you're negligent it's the same as denying it." Hajj Aqim stopped when he saw Aish approaching.

Haji Aqim smiled at his son-in-law who came to deliver a drink. "Dad's been coming from earlier but I just gave dad a drink. Forgive your son, father," said Aish, looking down.

He was rubbed by Aish's head lovingly by her father-in-law. "If you need a drink, you can take it yourself. Dad is still healthy, his legs are still able to step. Who can't do it if you have to run a marathon," he said.

Aish chuckled softly in response to her father-in-law's words. There was a sense of haru when he was treated like their biological child.

"Just talk here. The food is ready. Yes itung-itung lunch even though it's late," kekeh Hj. Salwa.

They headed to the dining room. Aisha was joking with her niece.

Aish sits between Asyraf and Zia. The woman began to carry out her duties as a wife serving her husband. She brought food first for her husband and son, new for herself.

"This is an example that Aisha should emulate" said Haji Aqim.

Aish just looked down and nodded. He was always embarrassed when he was praised too often. Afraid he forgot the land until one day he would drop himself. He was afraid like a mosquito that died from applause.

"Clearly, Dad. Isha is still long married. College has not graduated."

After lunch which was actually too late they chose to talk in the backyard area while waiting for the ashar time.

After Ashar they returned to talk while enjoying snacks.

Aish begins to get along with Zia. He accompanied Zia who was playing and positioned herself as a peer. Aish is too clever to steal a child's attention.

"What do I call him? Mom, or mom, or mama, hihi I'm confused." Zia covered her mouth with her tiny hands.

"The comfort of Zia. More comfortable what do you say?"

"Mother. Can I call you mother?"

"Asking for the same payment as me, I'm rich. Isn't it dad?" look at Ashraf. "Where is the child?"

"Hororor yes, just one wedding day has been asked by the child," Aish said to the sister-in-law who laughed beside her.

"Kok mom laughed, my dad's my son. Well, which mother's child?" Dikira Aish married her father in the status of a one-time child widow huh.

"The mother's daughter is still in the stomach" said Isha. He explained while laughing due to his sister-in-law's expression.

"And your belly's not as bloated as Micky's. Where there's a son, ish auntie lies." Yeah." The boy scowled annoyed at not getting a mouth-watering answer. He stood up and approached his grandfather and his father.

Micky is the name of a pregnant cat in his grandfather's house.

"Code no, Raf," said his father.

Hj. Salwa did not interfere, she even sayik enjoy a snack while paying attention to every flower around her.

"Grandfather, aunt Isha lied to me" Zia told her grandfather.

"What lie?"

"Say your child is in the stomach like Micky, but your stomach is not bloated." The little boy pouted because he felt lied to.

"Ask me there!"

Asyraf. He scratched his non-itchy forehead. Haji Aqim laughed softly.

"Ish, I'm silent. Let's answer you, where's the mother's child?"

It's hard to explain children to children. Asyraf prefers to explain new car features to clients rather than answer his daughter's questions. Wrong talk then the business will be wider.

"Zia here!" call Salwa. Zia ran towards her grandmother. That call saved Asyraf.

"Isha was talking about children" Asyraf sprayed on his sister.

"Well, she said, shall we answer, brother?" Isha turned to Aish who nodded.

"Fill in answer, Raf. I'm just throwing it to the other one." Haji Aqim defends his son-in-law and daughter.

Until the adhan maghrib arrived both Ashraf's parents were still there. Only Isha came home first because she had to do the job.

They're magriban. Only then did they go home. Drama happens when Zia wants to live there.

"Tomorrow we come here again yes," Salwa persuaded.

Zia refuses and hugs Aish even tighter. "No papa, Mom. Zia is here too. Maybe he misses his father" said Aish.

"But you both need time."

"Can wait for Zia to sleep first anyway" Aish chuckled.

Asyraf noticed that his wife's attitude was much different from that of the deceased. He thinks Aish is too good at theatrics. In front of him he was jutek but in front of his parents Aish was very sweet.

"Truly, he said Zia asked about children. The manufacturing process was disrupted. Come on Zia, come home. Poor aunt Isha at home."

"No papa, ma'am, Zia's here. I miss him too" said Asyraf.

Aish saw a grin on the husband's lips. He's not afraid. She accepted the challenge and went along to justify her husband's words.

"Yes, that's it. But Asyraf be careful! don't take Zia for a look." Aqim reminded her son, though he believed that his son had not done anything further as a husband and wife.