Berlianku My wife
162. Meet Kangen

"Alhamdulillah, until also. How are you, dear? Mama misses you guys" said Ms. Rita in joy and hugged her daughter-in-law.

"So healthy Mah?" alya asked softly after kissing her in-laws hand in turn.

"Healthy dear" replied Miss Rita.

The daughter-in-law and in-laws then walked together to let go of longing towards the car.

Bu Rita looks more beautiful even though she is old. His hair cut short and neat reduces the impression of old. The skin remains firm and smooth without black spots.

While Mr. Aryo is still the same. The mature man looked cold with his firm jaw. Her hair was beginning to gray, though only a few.

Ardi and Mr. Aryo walk behind following Alya and Bu Rita. The concierge who brought Ms. Rita's suitcase.

"After this Mamah settled in Jakarta right?" ask Alya plain.

"You come with your papa, baby. But now there is a cousin Ardi who takes care of papah business in Singapore. The possibility of Mamah settling in Jakarta" replied Bu Rita.

Then the four of them got into a big car whose door was opened by Arlan. Ardi and Mr. Aryo very well know the women are taking off longing. The father chose to sit in the back seat while Bu Rita and Alya in the middle seat behind the driver.

Ardi and Mr. Aryo enjoy the ride of silence and leaning on his head. While Bu Rita and Alya chatted with each other cheerfully.

"Darling, can you hold your stomach? Mama would like to greet Mamah's grandson. Mama can not wait for nimang grandson" said Bu Rita friendly.

"Hehehe can Mah. But he is still a child, it doesn't feel anything" Alya replied smiling.

"It's okay, let him grow up healthy, know his oma" said Bu Rita stroking Alya's stomach. Miss Rita is so happy to be an oma.

"Aamiin" Alya replied smilingly.

"Just let's get your reception ready"

"Yes Mah?"

"Mamah wants your reception grand and luxurious, mamah can't wait to be there" said Bu Rita spirit.

"When do you want Mah?" ask Alya lirih.

"Quickly! Before your stomach grows. Let's keep you pretty with the style"

"Yes Mah" Alya simply nodded.

"You've started looking for MUA, same photographer yet?"

"Not yet" Alya replied innocently without sin. Alya and Ardi did not think that far.

"Not yet, how the hell? Mamah wants you guys to have a reception before your 4-month-old that means how many weeks left. How come you haven't prepared anything?" asked Bu Rita huffled feeling anxious to the child and his daughter-in-law.

"He... Maaaf Mah's. Lian's confused"

"You guys really are? Superfluity. This is your reception, not to be thought of. Anyway this abis mamah temenin you nyari MUA, fitting clothes too. Yeah!" bu Rita scolds Alya and Ardi.

"Good Mah" Alya replied. Alya just thought marriage is already trying to live it well.

"Maaahs. Mama you know just got" said Ardi from behind do not accept scolded. It turns out that Ardi eavesdropped on the talk of two important women in his life.

"Why is Ar?" asked Bu Rita to feel right.

"Your new until already angry a lot of that plan!"

"The ardi! Every day you think about the reception of the two of you, you also feel guilty as parents, because your reception is already 3 months late" said Mama Rita did not accept reprimanded by her son.

"Yes, but no ambition, so angry. Mamah has just arrived, rest first relax first" said Ardi again reprimanding Bu Rita.

"Mamah also said tomorrow, Mamah will have another discussion. What's wrong mamah anyway?" replied Miss Rita defending herself.

"Ardi doesn't want to be mad at Ardi with Lian. Ardi also does not want Lian to be exhausted follow Mamah" replied Ardi again.

"Kok you said it's the same with Mamah. Mom is your mom. Mama just wants the best for you. Mamah wants your reception to be the most beautiful party anyone has ever visited. So it must be prepared carefully. This is mepet. How the hell are you?" sahut Bu Rita is getting furious at Ardi.

"That reception was not a priority. Lian is pregnant now too! Simple" said Arde emotion.

"What priority? Yes priority! People should know that you have a beautiful daughter-in-law. You do not understand very well" replied Bu Rita again kekeh want to have a magnificent party.

"Well, the reception was meant for thanksgiving and telling colleagues. Yes, it is appropriate to ask Mah. Enough brothers and friends" said Ardi issued his opinion.

The child and mother were still whistling each other tensely with their opinions. Alya swallowed her saliva choosing to silently pay attention. It's not ethical for Alya to join in. Ardi her husband, Ms. Rita in-laws should all be respected.

"Yes Mamah knows Ardi. But it will be a lot of friends, so surely later the guests will also be a lot" replied Bu Rita did not want to lose.

"You two. I just met you in a fight!" chirping Mr. Aryo was disturbed from the first child the same mother never thought.

"Yes, the son of the papah likes it so" said Bu Rita reprimanded her husband.

"Maafin Mas Ardi Mah" said Alya helped chimed in feeling uncomfortable.

"Yes dear. Do not be horrified by the words of your husband" replied Bu Rita gently to Alya.

"Mah Ardi does not like parties that are not clear. It must be tiring, it doesn't matter what Lian is. It was simple, the important thing is to announce to the closest person that Ardi already has a wife. It's enough" said Ardi still not satisfied to express his opinion.

"Ardi, you should understand Alya. Wedding reception is the dream of all women. It should be as good as possible, as beautiful as possible. Is that right, baby?" bu Rita replied maintaining her opinion and asking for support from Alya.

"Yes Mah" Alya replied softly afraid of hurting her in-laws' feelings.

"Ardi agrees there is a reception but don't go overboard, enough family and close friends of Mah"

"Your friend does not overdo Ardi, Mamah just wants the best"

"But ribet"

"Ck. You're this. Udah you shut up and follow, all let Mamah and Alya who think" said Bu Rita emotion.

"No!"

"If Mamah keeps this up, yes Lian same Ardi lives in Aerim again only" said Ardi upset his opinion was not heard.

"Eh, I can't. Your wife is pregnant again. Mamah must definitely be a healthy grandchild candidate, yes dear well. You stay with Mamah!" bu Rita replied again asking for Alya's support.

"He.. Lian is with Lian Mah's husband" Alya answered glancing at Ardi. Alya was confused to be in the middle of the mother and child.

"Kok you're on Ardi's side anyway?" ask Miss Rita disappointed.

Bu Rita thought, Miss Riya was already close to Alya, Alya should have sided with Bu Rita in making family decisions.

"It's Lian's wife Ardi Mah, who is certainly Ardi's reception concept point!" sahut Ardi in the back does not want to lose to his mother.

"Easy! Discuss when you get home. It's it's in the car, there's no bright spot. Everything is silent" Lerai Mr. Aryo cold.

"Heh" Bu Rita was a manyun and looked disappointed.

All were silent at the words of Lord Aryo. If Lord Aryo comes out his horn no one dares to fight back. Because the highest power holder is Lord Aryo.

Whether the four of them when outside or in front of the camera looks authoritative, mature and graceful. But no one knows when it mixes and no one fights each other and like a child.

Not long after they reached the palace of Lord Aryo. Bu Rita looks very happy entering the palace which he has almost 2 months left.

"Mamah's grandfather is not dead? Is there anyone who doesn't, right?" asked Bu Rita when he reached the middle room.

Ardi and Mr. Aryo clucked at Bu Rita's question. While Alya smiled looking at her in-laws.

"In the case of Mah's moon orchid species, the onchidium even blooms, Lian takes care of it every day really" Alya replied kindly.

"really. Thanks darling. You like orchids too?"

"Lian loves all Mah's plants"

"Our hobbies are the same. Udah yes, do not want to be invited to live in an apartment stay here Temenin Mamah yes" said Bu Rita again seduce Alya.

Alya just smiled.

"Ehm" Ardi cleared his throat behind him. "Lian has Ardi so it's up to Ardi to live where"

"Arm. You don't want to know, you live here. There is no show living in an apartment. Until anytime. Let mama be your son's foster"

"The fight is still ongoing?" ask Mr. Aryo again.

"You don't fight. Oh yes Al. Buy an orchid again. We plant yuk. It's in the suitcase" said Bu Rita showing the parcel. It turns out it was a plant.

Alya nodded following her in-laws. But Ardi and Mr. Ardi glared at everything.

"Well, take care of the tank later. Shower first. Abis is lunch. Just take care of the orchid" said Mr. Aryo.

"Honey come with Mas, Mas want to talk" said Ardi chimed and reached out with his wife to come in.

Rita and Alya followed their husbands. Ms. Rita went into the clean room and prepared for lunch.

Alya also followed Ardi into her room. I don't know what her husband will say.

"Abis dine mas dau takziah to the residence of Jack dear" said Ardi to Alya while sitting on the bed.

"Yes Mas, Lian sends greetings to his wife's child"

"Don't tell anything to mamah papah ya"

"Why Mas?"

"Mas does not want papa with mom so come to mind. Let's solve the problem yourself"

"alright. Lian can only doain Mas, hopefully the problem is solved. Actually Lian was afraid of me dealing with that. Really am! According to Lian, it is better to go all the way from the rich Lila" Alya said softly and gently to her husband.

"You just calm down. It's all right. That's the reason, baby. Bad people cannot be abandoned. Riko went the other way. He was reported to the police on charges of defamation" Ardi told reporters.

"That means that the drug transaction is menggegrebek akan?"

"Still the. That's a police target, too. They only help the police as good citizens. I've reached the police where they deal as Jack reported"

"May be worth worship. Cassian Jack. May he be solemn khotimah" said Alya sad to remember Jack.

"Aamiinu. We need to find out who killed Jack. You are well at home. Don't go around without my permission!" ardi gave a warning.

"Dad. Uh mas. Do we really want to live in an apartment again?"

"No. I'm just mamah menggeledek aja"

"Damn. This mas, like his mother too, likes to fight. Durhaka you know!"

"Madly if followed by people like complicated"

"Don't you? Nawdle. Huh" replied Alya sneering at her husband.

"Prepare Mas's takziah shirt!" ardi's orders his wife wants to serve.

"Yes" Alya replied obediently.

Alya to the dressing room gets her a shirt for her husband. Alya then helps Ardi close each button of his shirt carefully.

"Dah tapih" tutu Alya patted the burly body in front of him.

"Cup, thank you dear" Ardi kissed Alya's forehead gently.

"Be careful! Hurry home when the business's done"

"Yes. Come down, we eat with mamah papah.