When My Wife No Longer Asks for Money

When my wife no longer asks for 128

"Afnan, Mama want to talk?" bu said Lydia was not calm to see Afnan carrying women and two-year-olds.

Afnan came down the stairs and so did I, I know Ms. Lydia doesn't seem to like me but I'll try to make her like me because it's impossible to let Rahman face her own mother.

"Why did you bring this girl?" tanya Bu Lidya held back the anger.

"What's the matter, Ma. Ratih is my wife and I have the right to take her with me if mama doesn't like it, I can go this house" Benyak mas Rahman harshly, said, I knew he was so angry with Bu Lidya and saw Rahman clenching his hands holding in anger.

"You don't go, you're Mama's only son and remember, Mama who has been meritorious in your life" said Ms. Lidya.

"If Mama can accept my wife then I can also accept Mama but if mama can't then sorry Ma, don't blame me for leaving someday," said Mas Rahman left Bu Lidya who was in the living room and returned to the room.

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When it was 11pm, I walked into the kitchen where a middle-aged mother was seen cooking someone herself. I walk towards him, I'll help with the cooking.

"What can I do for you, Bik?" my word.

The woman smiled kindly, it turned out that there were still good people here.

"Eh, it may be a coincidence once again I bother," said Bibik. I helped Bibik clean the chicken for frying, while Bibik was making clear vegetables.

"What's your name, son?" ask Bibik

"Trainer, Bik! I was invited to stay here Afnan mas," said I finished cleaning the fish and then made fried seasoning.

Bibik squinted at me, maybe he was surprised because Afnan asked me here. Does Bibik not know that Afnan is Mas Rahman but mana may not know.

"I'm his wife, Bik!" I said turning to Bibik, Bibik stopped his activities and took him to the pantry and occupied me there. Bibik looks to and fro probably to keep no one.

I exhaled, it hurts so much if I have to be in this situation but how else. Everything has happened.

"Not yet, Bi. I have met Mr. Brata, after all" I said with a smile.

To erode the doubts, I'm sure everything is fine. Finished cooking, Me and Bibik help arrange the food on the table. We saw Afnan and Brata walking towards the dining table.

"Well, it smells good like this? make papa paper," Mr. Brata joked and then pulled the chair, Mas Afnan sat the chair on the right.

Then nursing Ms. Lydia and a beautiful woman but I don't know her name, she's sitting at the dinner table.

"Ratih, let's sit here?" afnan said telling me to sit next to him, I looked towards Brata who nodded looking at me.

"Wait, big brother didn't meet that day at the cafe, did you?" The pretty girl's words stopped my hand for Manarik's chair.

"True Amel, he's Train! Mas's wife," said Afnan smiling.

"Gee, that's so pretty! Then I'll stay home because I already have a sister-in-law,"

Amel greeted me enthusiastically, he didn't seem to hate me.

"Amelia, quiet!" Snapped Bu Lidya, she stared intently at me as if I were her enemy when she made our situation this way.

He changed my husband's face to that of his son so now we must try to reunite.

If only....! Ah, I don't need to be wondering because it's all happened.