My Husband
The Part 37

This is the umpteenth night that Doni has dinner at home, Mama also looks very affectionate with him, tonight all the family gathers, Kak Ayu husband and son.

The day before Mama and Ulan and Bi Yanti went to buy baby necessities, Mas Jaya had talked to Wulan, that she would match Wulan with Doni.

Tonight after dinner Mas Jaya will talk about this to Doni. But whatever the decision later Wulan must berapang chest accept it.

" Are you really ready? It's not easy to walk the deck. Not Brother hinders this goodwill, but reassure your heart first, at least Istiqoroh first. I asked for a year at that." A little input I gave to Wulan.

"She, everyone has a different way of life, you are just as different Doni, so is Wulan with me." I transferred my talk to Mas Jaya.

Mas Jaya smiled at my words.

" Dear I know, kiss me first" he said afterwards, in front of Ulan and Mama.

" No shame on you!" Then I'll just go.

After dinner Mas Jaya sat down with Doni and Kak Ayu's Husband. He leaned back against the seat crossed his legs, and his hands were placed on the arm of the chair he was sitting on. Execution commenced. In my heart, seeing him sitting like that.

" Don, how old are you?"

Doni who got the question, immediately sat facing Mas Jaya.

" 27 Years sir."

" Age like you deserves to get married, if you have a candidate or someone you like, just say we apply for him. Let's just say we're your family."

Doni looked at Mas Jaya closely.

"There sir, I like a woman, but I'm not a candidate yet."

" Who?"

" I'm sorry sir if I'm presumptuous, I like Mpa Ulan."

Everything above the house looked at each other. I fixedly looked at my husband, there was not a bit of a smile deep from his lips, instead he was intending to match Wulan with Doni.

" You are aware of your words?" Tanya Mas Jaya flat.

" Aware Sir, you asked me to answer honestly. I also apologized for my stupidity. If this family does not accept, at least I am not tormented by my feelings, not hurt and disappointed if Mbak Ulan married."

"Whoever is the man who will marry my sister, I will not let my sister out of this house. You are not the type of person who depends on others. "

" And you have what. Save the taste you give to the more deserving." Mas Jaya then took the glass containing the sweet tea, and gulped down its contents.

" I don't have anything, sir, but I work to have, at least I'm proud that I was able to finish my education up to a bachelor of my own sweaty produce, at least, from the results of my work without having to be a licker sir."

Doni was a little provoked by his emotions to hear Mas Jaya's slightly demeaning speech.

Mas Jaya took a breath and threw it away violently.

"Okay, the woman you like is Wulan. I as a brother and concurrently as his guardian said never think not to achieve your dreams." Mas Jaya stood up and took me to my room.

I heard Mas Jaya's last words, smiled and kissed Ulan's cheek.

Then get up from my seat, to my room. He's the one who came in first, waiting for me behind the door.

" You're making people tense, Mas." I leaned my body against her, and she embraced and kissed my forehead.

" Let them digest my words. You're smarter than them."

"Never dream not to achieve your dreams, it means you tell him to dream and pursue his dreams. My brain can still function properly Mr. Heru Sanjaya." I buried my face between his chest and the base of his arm, I knew he was already feeling a little amused.

Mas Jaya asked me to rest, even though Wulan was busy knocking on my room door.

******

In the morning Mas Jaya deliberately forbade me to come out after the Fajr Prayer. He wanted to know what they were doing with his words yesterday.Wulan again knocked on my bedroom door.

"Mas, pity Wulan." Mas jaya, still invite the baby candidate to talk, occasionally and kiss my stomach.

"You look sexy like this, baby." He said with a face that was parallel to my stomach.

"Darling, I want after you're out, you go to college. Help me manage this plantation, I want to entrust this vegetable and fruit plantation to you. Wulan Kak ayu's husband, I will make a partner here. mas Jaya sits on the side of the bed after tucking my stomach.

" Then we have to be professional here."

He shrugged both his shoulders.

"OK, in other words Mr. Heru offered me cooperation. Then we talk business, if it is so then we will talk dong numbers.

Maybe the price I offer will look very fantastic, and that I think the price is suitable, because remember and weigh, my time will be wasted a few seconds, a few minutes, and I think it will be, hours to take care of my son and husband.

If the business people say Time Is Money" said me while standing as if again presenting an offer of cooperation.

"Okay deal, this cooperation I accept, if the results you give can not satisfy me, then you have to pay compensation to me. I know your husband is just a parking attendant Miss Zahra, he will have no more money to pay for your damages, so you have to pay with.... "

She decided on the sentence, but her eyes looked at me from top to bottom with an harassing look. Then he left me.

When he opened the door, he stopped and turned his head to look at me.

" You're a pervert, Mr. Heru Sanjaya."

" And I'm sure a thousand percent, even with infinite value you like my sweet-nature, muach"

He blinked one eye and disappeared behind the door.

"You are a unique man." I said to myself and smiled.

I immediately came out of the room to join the others. There I saw Wulan standing behind her brother by wrapping her hand over Mas Jaya's shoulder.

"Dear sit here." He was struck by an empty chair beside him.

We'll marry Wulan in a week, and Toni's coming up with a proposal for Wulan. I tightly embraced my sister-in-law. By noon, Ayu and Wulan went to the farm. I'm Mama and Mas Jaya.

Mas Jaya moved on the other side of her mother. I also moved closer to him, according to his request.

"Zahra, Mama said thank you very much, have brought your Son back, whatever Mama made you, can not be reciprocated with what you have sacrificed in your life.

Mama once said that Mama's son is not a good boy, but Mama as his mother knows more about his habits."

I saw a crystal grain in the corner of his eye.

" Thank you so much for giving me the affection I never had from my mother. Thank you so much for accepting me in this family." I said with tears flowing.

"Heru's past is not good, but you are able to accept and still love him, still want to take care of him. Mom is old, someday Mama will definitely catch up with Papa.

She's Mama's only son, Mama admits Mama's not fair to give affection, until her sister feels Mama is paying more attention to Heru and Wulan." Many times Mama kissed my face.

At the moment when Mama hugged me, Mas Jaya who was behind Mama looked at me, smiling. Tears were wiped on my cheeks.

After Mama let go of her embrace, Mas Jaya asked me to sit on her lap.

"You look ugly if you cry Zahra, so please don't cry, if you cry my son will be born a crybaby."

"I cry because I'm happy, baby, not because I'm sad."

Kukecup long on his forehead.

"Mas, if I give birth, if I can before I give birth, may I ask my mother to stay here, and may I sleep with her for a few days.

I want to thank my mother, if she doesn't treat me the way she does right now, I won't be the Zahra you know.

Maybe in the eyes of others he was wrong, and Mother who was cruel to me, now I take wisdom from the fruit he planted. He wants me to be of good quality.

As with you, you want to always be the best, but the method of nature that is your teacher, is not good at teaching you life. But we can both take the wisdom that happens. And Allah says in His word only one who uses his wits will be able to take that wisdom."

"Where do you understand all this?"

" I'm learning, I'm reading, from how much I read, I know all this. Whatever I read, magazines, newspapers, whatever the medium is. I learned to read gestures from women who work as a CSW, and I practiced it on you. You are lawful to me, why should I be ashamed to do it to you, and I should be total in my work of serving you, otherwise you will be taken whose quality can be better, or even worse than mine.

"If it's this professional I work and you still choose a quality worse than me, it means your eyes are literate, but your mind is not running. Because only a fool likes to look for disease."

"I'm proud to have a wife like you Zahra." He pecked at my lips.

"I'm not proud to have a husband like you." Immediately Mas Jaya raised her eyes.

" Of course his eyes don't have to glare at that." I said while patting her cheek softly.

I am saaaaaaaaaaaannngggggggaaaattt and saaaanggattt is proud to have a husband like you." I put my face right on her face, then I kissed her lips.

"And now I'm hungry..." With the same position.

"He's jealous you're spoiled with me, so he's bothering you" Gently rubbed my stomach.

"Yes, his father can't hold his mother for long." I got out of Mas Jaya's lap.

All bad deeds do not have to be answered badly, it all depends on what angle we look at them from. Good things are bad, if we look at them from a bad angle, and good when we look at them from a good angle. Only slander cannot be seen from the side of kindness. Slander is more cruel than murder.