
Not only did Doctor Lucky come to Shopia's new home, but Mrs Prada came along. He immediately rushed over when told by Bi Sari that his daughter-in-law was sick. Indeed, Mrs Prada was worried that her son would be rude to Shopia.
"Bi Sari, how's Shopia doing?" prada asked him when he arrived at his son's house.
"Now is resting, madam. It was out of medication, probably due to the effects of the drug to fall asleep," replied Bi Sari.
"Did Anez do anything rude to Shopia?"
"Auntie doesn't know. It's just that last night Den Anez came home drunk. He's screaming for Non Shopia."
"Oh, go up first, Bi. I want to see Shopia first."
"Okay, Madam! Do I need to bring a drink for Madam upstairs?"
"May, Bi. Ice lemon tea only," said Prada then left Bi Sari.
Undeniably, his heart was worried that Ganesha was physically abusing his son-in-law. Because as a mother, of course she has been right with the character of the son alone puppet.
Slowly Prada opened the door of the room occupied by Shopia. For a moment, he was stunned in his place when he saw the prewedding photo of Ganesha with Dora still on display in his place. He wanted to take down the photo immediately. But it would definitely disturb his daughter-in-law's sleep. Finally, Prada decided to wait for Ganesha's arrival from the office.
"What a can of this girl. His face was so pale. Anez Anez, she said she didn't want to marry Shopia but look at her behavior, red spots everywhere. Patient Shopia, Mama is sure that Anez will melt with you. You just have to learn to control your husband" murmured Prada.
Not long after, Bi Sari came with a tray in her hand. The middle-aged woman immediately kept her employer's ordered drink. He then returned to the kitchen to cook lunch. Now there lived Prada who sat alone on the sofa while watching television.
He plays his phone for a long time, until Shopia awakens from her sleep. He tried to get up because he was feeling better. Shopia was surprised to see her in-laws sitting on the sofa in front of the television.
"Mama, when's it coming?" ask Shopia.
"Thus. Mom came, while you were sleeping. How are you doing? Is it okay?" prada asked as he approached Shopia.
"Morning, Mah. My head is not as dizzy as before. Who do you know from if I'm sick?"
"Whatever's going on in this house, Mama knows. Oh yeah, was Anez being rude to you?"
"N-no, Mah. I was just exhausted yesterday cleaning up in my room" Shopia said.
"Don't hide anything from Mama! Especially when Anez hurts you. He looks calm, but when he feels disturbed it will definitely strike back." Prada took a breath before he continued his words.
"Shopia, don't feel sorry for Mama. If there's anything you want to say about Anez, just talk!"
"Yes, Mah. Thank you! I'll definitely tell Mama."
How can I complain about his son's behavior. That Mama was so good to me. Although I haven't known him for long, but I feel very comfortable being around him. I have to be strong, I have to find a way for Anez to completely eliminate her hatred for me. Come on Shopia thinks, find a way to conquer the arrogance of Ganesha, the inner Shopia.
"Sophia, let's just sit on the couch, Yuk! Mama told Mang Udin to take down the photo. I'm sorry, Mama didn't check this house again before you went. Until I forget that the photo has not been taken down" said Prada.
"You don't worry, Mama will take responsibility."
Sure enough, the two beautiful women chose to chat on the sofa after Shopia asked permission to clean herself first. While Prada's men have finished taking down a large photo. Until without feeling, it has entered the lunch hour. They decided to go down and enjoy lunch in the gazebo.
While the two were busy chatting while enjoying their lunch, Ganesha came and immediately joined his wife and mother. Although he could not hide his surprise when he saw the woman who had given birth to him was there.
"Mama, when's it coming?"
"So morning. Maybe you have gone to work" answered Prada.
"What is your mom eating?" ask Anez again. He was always curious about the food his mother ate.
"Gado-gado, if you want, just ask Bi Sari!" get Prada cuek.
"Is it not the wife's duty to prepare her husband's food?"
"Attent, Mas. I'll get it, " said Shopia.
"No need for Shopia! Let Anez take it for herself. You know, the sick wife still tells your wife to serve. Have you ever seen, papa told Mama when Mama was sick again? Never been, right? Papa is firm and hard and but he values women very much. Mama doesn't want to hear there's violence in your child's household. Even though you cannot accept your wife's presence, at least you should not hurt her inwardly and inwardly" Prada said.
Ganesha just silently listened to what his mother said. Because there is a point, too. All this time, he had never seen his father being rude to his mother. Though he knows, his papa sometimes does not forgive his business opponents who are cheating.
"Yes, Anez take it yourself." Ganesha immediately went to the kitchen.
He kept thinking about what his mother said. Although his heart did not blame Shopia a hundred percent, his ego continued to undermine him in order to teach the girl a lesson.
"Remember Shopia, if Anez's being rude, just tell Mama yes!" order Prada after Ganesha's departure to the kitchen.
"Yes, Mah. It seems like Mas Anez is very similar to Mama," Shopia guessed by continuing to see her husband's sturdy back disappear behind the door.
"Anez is actually a submissive child. But regardless of who it is, she's opposed to Mama and Papa."
"That's it, Mah."
"Actually the bachelorette party was banned by Mama but she still insisted. Finally, he himself hit the sap. But Mama was happy, she did not marry Dora and instead married you" Prada said with a satisfied smile.
Mama actually disagrees Mas Anez is married to Dora. Have they been dating for a long time? When I first met Dora, they were already dating. It's wrong that I've liked foreign men that I don't know. But when I found out that Mas Anez was Dora's boyfriend, I quickly buried my feelings for her, Shopia's inner self.
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