My Husband
Part 9's

That afternoon arrived in Jakarta and returned home, I somehow wanted to eat pickled food.

Mas Jaya who had just laid herself down on a long sofa, in the living room I woke up to buy clothes.

"Zahra, I'm tired of you anyways ask for anything. Bi Ijah just tell me." He said a little lazily.

" I want you to buy it." Whiney.

" You don't have to spoiled dech, if you don't wait a little afternoon a little bit, now it's still hot why not fit again outside earlier sich."

" But I want it now, and I also want you to buy it."

Instead of waking up, he was looking for the best position to sleep in.

It tastes salty fresh fruit has made the saliva kumenetes. But because he ignored me, I left him, and sat on the swing in the back garden.

Why has Mas Jaya changed a little lately he is not as usual, and I myself somehow also like to cry and who do not understand, why I became brutal gini, and I was so happy, abstinence is ignited a little I can be more emotional.

I looked at Bi Ijah who was sweeping, and cleaned the back room of the house.

Did I ask him if the pregnant person likes to be unstable.

" Dear, you want to pickle, what's salty, what's fruit?"

Suddenly Mas Jaya's voice broke my daydream.

"No, I don't want to."

" Dear, if you frown, you look very seductive. "

Then he stood behind me, pecking at my head.

"I don't want to anymore."

"What do you want now?"

"I'm going to sleep, sitting here makes me feel sleepy."

Then I pulled his hand, towards the long sofa that was near the fish pond.

The gurgling sound of water and the fragrance of roses that again bloomed, made me feel very rilex plus lay my head on him, really really made me very comfortable.

" Dear, you sure want to sleep in this situation. Later see the Aunt."

"You care more about me than Auntie. "

Finally he resigned, I made a backrest.

When I opened my eyes, I was already on the bed, in the guest room. I saw the clock on the wall indicating that Magrib would soon, for I had not yet prayed Ashar I was soon awake.

Finish my prayer out of the room. I saw Aunt in the kitchen.

" Which father is Bi?" I asked Bi Ijah, because I did not see Mas Jaya.

"Mommy is up, I'm out for a while, said Father when you wake up Mother is told to be ready to be invited by Father to the mother's parents' house." Bi Ijah.

I immediately went to the second floor to my room, to clean myself up. By the time I got out of the bathroom, I heard my phone ring, I picked up the phone from Mas Jaya.

"Honey, you're ready, let me go home, it's on the road."

Just now I want to answer, the phone connection has been cut off.

Nevermind, thought. Soon I'll get my clothes covered, and put them on. When all is done I'll be right down.

"Such a beautiful mother deserves you to fall in love." Praise Bi Ijah to me.

I who heard Bi Ijah's words felt ashamed of myself.

"Indeed, all this time the same father is not beautiful Bik?"

"Beautiful Buk, while still at home a long time, many of your girlfriend who came, but no one responded to you, until you were angry with the security guard why let them in the house."

Jamb... The words of the aunt who was so innocent directly stabbed my heart. There is a pain that really makes me unable to describe the pain.

" Oh, yes Bi, it's like his father has come."

Soon I stepped outside to ascertain who was coming.

My guess was right, the man who became my husband had already come and approached me.

"You're so cute, I almost lost my heart to see your beauty."

He caught my forehead as soon as he got closer.

"But baby, I'll take something first. "

I saw him enter the guest room, and not long out carrying some paper bags.

" That's what Mas?"

"This gift from Bali for my in-laws, when I leave you at another meal, I take time to buy souvenirs for them. Let's go to Father's house."

I was still silent, directly in his arm to the car, he opened the door for me, after which he sat behind the wheel.

I, who was still excited by the aunt's words, was still trying to control my emotional turmoil.

" Why keep quiet?" Ask her while frowning.

" It's okay to focus."

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Seeing me coming, Mr. who was going to the mosque that afternoon stopped his steps.

After me and Mas Jaya got out of the car, I immediately hugged the Father, and did not forget Mas Jaya also kissed his hand.

"Who are you coming with?" Ask Mom as soon as I enter the house.

In the house, Aunt Maya and my sister-in-law, as well as my most beautiful niece, Kiara.

"Sama Mas Jaya Bu, but he's the same father again to the mosque."

Hearing me coming with Mas Jaya, the look on Mom's face changed immediately, but I didn't want to think about it.

As per the request of Mas Jaya, the souvenirs I brought are not arguably from Mas Jaya.

"Tante, I have some good news for Auntie." I said with a smile.

"whatwhat? Buruan was impatient"

"Kiara will have friends. He'll have his brother. Aunty will be Grandma, exactly Nemud, young Grandma. " Say me with a big smile.

"Really?! Is it the moon?" tanya Aunt Maya enthusiastic.

"Three, it seems like the first time I did the same Mas Jaya was successful."

"meaning Za? Don't tell me you've only been doing it while you're married?"

I nodded "I've started loving her Auntie" I replied slowly.

"Heemm" Cibir Aunt Maya.

"But it doesn't matter Za, it's important Auntie is happy to hear from you."

Hope I'm happy with Aunt Maya screaming while hugging.

And I got a lot of kisses from my dear aunt.

As long as Mas Jaya and I are at my parents' house, it is not uncommon for Mom to always insinuate Mas Jaya.

Comparing his son-in-law with someone else's son-in-law.

I who did not accept my husband in ugly finally replied to Mother with my attitude that deliberately spoiled the same Mas Jaya, and it was enough to make Mother's face more bent.

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"Honey, at your parents' house more and more haunted days."

He said after coming out of the bathroom. When we were home.

I was about to fall asleep, so I raised my eyes because I heard what he said.

"Don't you want me, you can't see that astral creature." I asked and immediately sat on the bed.

"So I stretched out a lot of serem, did not dare to look at me at all. Sitting is also very close again with us."

Then she got into bed and hugged me..

"Do you really see it? " Reply Mas Jaya's embrace.

"Dear, why am I lying, if it's not an emergency we don't have to do it." Say it with a lesson.

"What do you see?" I lay my body on top of it and put my head in its field.

"Grandmothers, cute anyway, just look in the eyes if the turn looks at us especially precisely towards Mas serem really.

Especially when you backrest in Mas body earlier, already so kiss-ciumin cheek mas, wehh.. Her eye-view.. It's really cool, amit-amit"

I who was already in a comfortable state put the head in Mas Jaya's chest by hugging her trying to remember the events in my house.

When I took my body out of his embrace, I looked at his face with a sharp look.

"You're why it's so that, really know, baby"

" Don't tell me you're doing my mom!"

"Dear no, I dare to call your Mother" he said, turning his face away from my sight.

"Dead me, the horror has moved in this room" he said slowly as he pulled a blanket over his face.

"What are you talking about?" I asked and pulled the blanket that covered her face.

"Dear no, go to sleep tomorrow night we work" and then pull me in his arms.

"You're so sweet baby, like that, really tempted me." Wearing hair.

"That's a word to seduce, or divert the conversation" while patting her on the stomach.

"Don't you think I didn't hear what you said?!. I died when the horror moved in this room. You tell me how to talk. I know you said Nyeremin's mother. Once again you're ugly in your father-in-law, you're finished." I pinched his stomach while holding back a laugh.

He complained a little because his stomach was pinched hard.

"Dear pain, than you, pinch my stomach, mengingan his hands down a little, let's eat him." Holding my hand, to direct it to his kramat.

"I don't want to" I pulled my hand hard to not touch it. Because I felt sure I would lose power by him, I immediately bit his chest. Finally he let go of my hand.

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That morning I was escorted by Mas Jaya to the office. He drove me up to my room, there was a scene of drama with the security guard, because in addition to employees are prohibited from entering, especially up to the top floor.

thankfully, there were not many employees who came, so there were not too many who were concerned.

"You don't have to send me here tomorrow, Mom, I'm not good."

"You want to evict me from my own office!" Suddenly he rebuked me.

because his voice had begun to rise, I who had been sitting in my chair immediately stood up and stared intently at him.

Realizing I would be angry, Mas jaya finally left, apologizing.

"In the morning it's been done so the hell it's human."

Suddenly someone entered my room, he was Siska the deputy secretary of the CEO who was always looking for sensation and always felt rivaled with me, even though I never wanted to know about his life.

"When you have a husband, don't be weird. Don't get the charm. Nih give this report to Ms Ratna." He dumped his report on my desk.

Then he left looking cynically.

Not only does she not like me but there are many other employees, and almost all women.

I don't know what I've got wrong with them, but they always mess with my life.

Every accessory I wear will take center stage. Sometimes just like Bross Jilbabpun they make me a material rubipan digruop WA that is unfaithful.

Even crazier, the rumor that until now is still sanser is, that I am a mistress Om-Om tajir because I live in a region that they think is quite luxurious.

I don't know how they got my photos when I was in front of the house, and when I was shopping monthly in the supermarket area of my house.

I've always been a celebrity in that office without asking for it, and it's always been their main topic of conversation.