Wedding Story's

Suamik Accompanying

Maybe it was the way. Finally, my little family and I had to live with their parents again. Actually I could have forced fadil brother to look for a small rented house was okay. But, after I thought I'd like to see when the feud between me and my mother-in-law occurs. My mom is now my mom too. I don't want to be a bad boy to his mother.

Indeed, my mother's behavior to me was a little less good. The raut did not like it clearly imprinted on his face. Very different from the beginning I was a son-in-law first. I love my mom very good to me. Until I don't believe in the cruel issue of mother-in-law. It's not that I think mama is a cruel in-law. No, my mother never hurt me physically, but she did. I'm so tormented by my mother's behavior right now. I wish I could come back like my first mom. Very gentle and very nurturing.

Homework seemed to be all handed to me. You know, in this spacious mama's house, there is no Art other than the gardener, the driver and the security guard. When it comes to home and kitchen, everything is my part. I was out of the hospital for a week, but my pity was not there for me.

I want to feel like I'm protesting. But what is power. I'm just a lucky girl married to a rich guy. I don't want to say the beans forget the skin, because after marriage his life would be delicious. Considering my marriage with fadil brother is not based on mutual likes, only I like the same fadil brother first. Our marriage took place because of my mother's last request. It all started without planning. Spontaneous happens to this day.

Breaking my legs like I do now is a beautiful thing for me. I want to ask my fadil to massage my legs. But I realized, my husband must also be tired from working.

" Mad.. Pakein dress that army color for fayyadh yes" said I on fadil's brother who was busy juggling the appearance of his son.

" Well ready mother" replied the fadil brother with enthusiasm without looking at me one bit

Tonight my son and I were invited to attend a coworker's wedding anniversary party. Original, during a wedding that has been more than a year, this is the first time I was invited to an event like this. So far the most hajatan events. If it is related to business partners this time. I used to be a wife who was not considered.

" it's handsome nih bund, father's son" said kak fadil while carrying fayyadh towards me who was again slipping in bed.

I smiled warmly at the sincere smile of my boy who had started to grow up that "Here baby" Invite me to fayyadh

Fayyadh gladly accepted my helping hand "Nen.nda.nen "cloak fayyadh. What else does this handsome boy need other than nyusu to me. If his father can nyuin maybe I will not be in the same age as children. Everyone is crazy about his father, both fiona and fayyadh. Which is still in the stomach easily will be in my place.

" You are the re. Do not have to go yes "said kak fadil who had been staring intensely at me who again nyuin my handsome son.

" Apaan deh mas. I'm not papa. The children are well-gini. You too are ready for "my protest. How can fayyadh cancel everything just because my face is pale. I'm not papa either. In my 4-week pregnancy, I was a little weak. Easy tired and little bit nausea and dizziness. But now I can handle it. Where may I cancel want to go, while the child has the spirit of 45 to go, especially fiona who is already beautiful with a dress ter the best gift from her oma.

" Nih.mendingan bring this siganteng to see the brother. Rere wants to be ready "My husband to my brother fadil, because fayyadh has also finished his mistress.

" if it is not strong. Tell me I re"

" Yes my handsome husband "I replied with a sigh

" yaudah. I'm the same kid waiting downstairs." Says sis fadil finally and passes out of the room.

" Oh yes, baby" he said again. I was in the doorway of the room to get out

" Please very much. The dress does not have to be century"

My eyes were round to protest but the super jail husband with his wife had gone mad. Huhhhh so the wife must often wipe the chest. Must be extra patient. Perhaps women were created by God with an abundance of patience.

****

Very fancy party atmosphere in my opinion. Very charming decoration in this star hotel shows the owner of the event is a person whose wealth will not recede 7 derivatives.

Things are starting to get crowded. I walked next to the fadil brother who was holding the fayyadh with his left hand and holding the fiona in his right hand, featuring a very paket Ayahable. I'm really grateful for my handsome son tonight who refused to make it in his parent's car. He wants the same father continues, so the eyes of women who lack caress will not glimps at my husband again. In fact, the fadil brother does not look at all if he is married and has 2 children. Still looks like single. Same with me whose body has spit out where. Fate of being a woman.

I pulled my steps to follow my brother to two husband and wife who look happy tonight. I guess that's the one with the show.

" Wahh thank you for taking the time to come fadil sir" welcomed the friendly man I was 30 years old

Brother fadil smiled kindly welcomed the hand of the man who I just knew his name handoko sir "A pride for me and my family invited to this event sir"

I smiled awkwardly at his wife, Pak Handoko, who started a friendly smile at me. Honestly, I don't know how to behave at all. I am the type of person who is difficult to get along with, not in the sense of choosing a friend. Just because of my circumstances, I was afraid to make friends, who would want to be friends with poor people like myself, as a result I only have 2 friends, Nana and Aldo. Talk about Aldo. The man, now outside the city, was educated in college. That's why we never see each other again.

" Fadil sir, if so I want to approach other guest guests yes. Please enjoy the party" Pamit pak handoko

" Let's madam fadil" said the friendly wife of Pak handoko, who I answered nods and smiles for sure.

" Re, we're sitting there" point the big brother at the round table with 5 empty seats.

I nodded according. My stomach is starting to feel bad. It's from there that I've been hard-earned to keep from vomiting.

" Dad, sister wants to drink "Rengek fiona when we're sitting down

" Sister want a drink?. Bentar ya takein' father" brother fadil stood up from his seat and handed the fayyadh to me "you want me to take a drink all don't bund?" Fresh brother fadil I answered the weak sleeve.

" Eat?" Ask fadil again offer

" No mas.rere not what lust. Take it for you as the big brother "

The nausea in my stomach is getting worse. I am not comfortable smell the perfume of the invited guests who vary the aroma. I want to spit out my stomach now. But I'm still trying to hold it. It is not ethical to throw up in the middle of this crowd

" Nda.nen nda" Rengek fayyadh who adds to my head dizziness. How can I nyuin my handsome son in the middle of a crowd like this. Even though I wear buttoned clothes now, but I'm still embarrassed.

" Adek. masa is not ashamed. Ask nen rame gini. Later yes dear "my words tell fayyadh. Even though I know he doesn't understand much.

Not calm. Fayyadh even more whining because I did not fulfill the wishes of his mistress.

" Daddy's son why cry?" Ask the fadil sis who came with a full of drinks and food in her hands.

" Begging nyusu mas" I replied weakly

" You're not good, are you re? . You are getting shoots now" asked kak fadil with a worried look.

" Mas.please carry fayyadh first yes "My love is soft.

Amidst the chaos of a party like this. We were busy with our own little family.

Brother Fadil took fayyadh from my sling. I lightly pinched my nose intending to break my belly a little. In fact, my stomach nausea is more in the lead now.

In the midst of hard work I held back my nausea. Our table was approached by two married couples "Night of fadil. Can I join here ?" Ask the man.

I don't want to lift my eyes forward. Greeting by forcing a smile. I do not want because my small mistake can tarnish the good name of kak fadil.

" Please riyan. Nice to meet you "Seek fadil with the condition is now standing calm fayyadh.

" This fadil is amazing. Dear her son. His wife I noticed earlier was just sitting quietly. A straight child is handed over to the husband." Ketus Pak riyan's wife with her cynical eyes towards me.

This is God's temptation. I want to take an oath to a beautiful woman's face but not with her mouth.

" Not so madam riyan . Coincidentally my wife is no longer feeling well" said kak fadil gave a relaxed defense.

" You know it hurts again sir. Why does his wife stay. Never went to a rich man's party. Hence the maxain selves. "

HUEEKK

Lelas. The stuff that stuck out that I was trying to endure ended up being unbearable again.

" Mas rere to the toilet first "my part ran a little.

" No manners yes" pak riyan's wife's faint lips can still be heard.

Not going to the toilet. I put my foot out of the hotel. I'm heading for the parking lot. My goal is a fadil car. I tried to spit out the turmoil that was in my stomach. But the result was absolutely nothing came out.

" dear.. You're not papa? "

I was surprised by the arrival of fadil with the children. They followed me out.

I shook my head while smiling weakly "Why come out anyway mas?. Rere is not papa"

" No papa how the re. Obviously, you are no good anymore. Daritadi I said. Don't have to go. But you still insist on leaving!!" said kak fadil with a slightly snapping tone

Without being invited my tears managed to fall "Hiks you kok snapped me anyway mas" my sobs

" Dadahh Ihhh is the mother so cry. Dad is evil. He said boys can't make girls cry. Fiona Sels same father "Fiona has opened her father's scolding voice and hugged me.

" Mother brother, don't cry anymore. Brother so sad "Lirih fiona

I wipe my tears on the cheek "Mommy is not papa kok kak. So you can't be sad"

" I'm the same kid waiting in the car. You go back inside again. The show hasn't finished yet ?"

Sis fadil looked at me pushy "We go home" he said

I know he's angry. But I also hurt the same words that seemed to justify the words of his wife Mr. Riyan earlier. Pake event snapped snapped all over again. I don't want my condition to be the way it is now. But it's like this. I think it's also because of him.