Berlianku My wife
264. Sister-in-law

While waiting for his wife to wake up from her sleep, Ardi prank open Alya's phone. It turned out that there were some calls and messages from Intan. Ardi read it carefully, then put the phone again. 

He saw that sweet and cute face. Just from the form of her tiny lips, everyone could read Alya's heart was indeed soft. Although the lips used to be conical and make Ardi dizzy seven circumference.

“Hhh” Ardi sighed her nafass.

On the way to the hospital after dropping off clothes from Anya's boarding house. Alya has indeed discussed Intan, although Ardi has not given permission, at least Alya has been honest, open and not hidden. Alya is still in touch with Intan. 

Actually Alya is not one hundred percent wrong and trying to be a good wife. But Ardi remained annoyed. And still feel betrayed. Ardi remained silent until he finally fell asleep.

Slowly Alya opened her eyes. Apparently he's been sleeping for over 5 hours. Alya circulated the view, the arrangement of the place was not unfamiliar, but the color and shape of the hardware were different. Alya knows she's in the hospital, but neither her workplace nor Gery's family's. 

A soft snoring was heard beside him. Ardi leaned his head beside Alya. Because he was so tired that he gawked.

“Maas” call Alya soft with a distinctive sound of waking up. Ardi still hasn't woken up. 

Alya got up and sat down. Then moving her hand, she slowly cut open her husband's hair.

Alya likes her sweet smile, want from near or far Ardi is handsome. Alya was grateful to have it. 

“My dear husband, wake” said Alya gently patted Ardi's cheek

“Emmpt” Ardi wriggled and opened his eyes. 

“Later to pegel his neck, do not sleep curled so. Why not just go up, here sleep next to Lian” Alya patted his bed. They will share a bed. The narrower the place the more it makes them happy.

“You're awake? How's it? Haven't you? Is it still dizzy? Which one hurts, say the same Mas?” said Ardi stormed with many questions did not answer Lian's invitation. 

Alya smiled very happily, Ardi really paid attention and cared about him. 

“Lian is okay. Why is Lian here?"

"So you fainted, How is it still dizzy?” asked Ardi again forgetting his disappointment and his misfortune.

Love is always stronger. As much as what is wrong someone will be erased with love. asked Alya again.

"No. Lian is fine! How's mia?"

“His body has been brought home! Mama, Papah, Ida and Faisal take care of it, you just calm down. He's under arrest at our family's grave!"

"Oh, thank goodness"

Alya bowed her face down to regulate her emotions, now she could more calmly face reality. 

“Why did Mia die? Did he kill himself? Being killed? Or sick?” chirps Alya then.

“Udah it all matters police and papah men, you do not need much thought, focus the same baby we ya!” said Ardi quietly while holding Alya's hand. 

“What Mia died because of us?” alya asked again with her innocent look.

“Sstt” Ardi stops talking Alya with her index finger.

“Sayangkuh, Dengerin Mas, life and death of someone is destiny, the path of Mia is already like this. We're not wrong, he died not because of us, don't ever think of blaming fate, okay?” 

“Kasian Mia, Mas” 

“Maybe according to God this is the best for him, so that he is free from his family. Sure God loves her more!” 

“What's buried?”

“Mas hasn't called mamah yet, mas overslept” 

“Which Lian phone?” ask Alya . 

Ardi gave it to Alya with his awkward gaze remembering the message that Ardi read. The sensitive Alya felt Ardi's gaze strange.

“Why Mas?” 

“Ehm” Ardi cleared his throat, his wife is ill, does not deserve Ardi to be angry, but Ardi wants to teach a lesson. 

“Why don't you obey Mas?” ask Ardi gently. Although it contained an aura of disappointment. 

“Lian not complying? Lian obediently kok” replied Alya defending himself not aware of his mistake. 

“Why did you contact Intan again when I blocked the number?” tanya Ardi started to show her grim face. 

“Ooh the?” Alya felt stupefied, her guts shrunk, in this case Alya was wrong, even though Alya's little heart had many reasons. 

Alya bit her lower lip and looked down feeling guilty. At a time like this, Alya looks very cute, Ardi continues to sharpen her eyes, wanting to hear an apology from Alya.

But the heart that had been angry changed, changed into nap-su wanted to finish off the cute face in front of him with his lips.

“Jawab why?” asked Ardi again still with his ferocious gaze.

“He..” Alya smirked at Ardi, willing to reason but afraid.

Verily, though Alya had taken possession of Ardi's heart and made his own. But Alya is also scared and unable to deal with Ardi's anger.

Ardi himself held his expression in the position of wanting to judge, although the plain attitude of Alya actually woke a small object in Ardi's groin that was a few days removed.

As much as Alya teased him Ardi should not be destroyed, although eventually it will be destroyed, but Ardi wants next, Alya is really obedient and reluctant to her husband.

"Why grin?" ask Ardi again intimidating.

Alya.

“Sorry Mas, Lian Just want to be friends with Mba Intan, Lian kasiannya. Lian told me too, right? The father of the broomsticker that Lian told was his father Mba Intan. Lian told you the same thing, mas?” lirih Alya explained.

“Mas permission you help his father, but that does not mean you are friends and meet behind Mas. You knew? Mas ngerasa you like betraying Mas” said Ardi expressed disappointment.

Hearing Ardi's words, as fast as lightning, Alya grabbed her husband's hand. 

“Mafin Lian, please, Lian yesterday wanted Mas's permission, but the atmosphere is not supportive. Mba Intan just wanted to say thanks to his father. Mba Intan also wants to give gifts for our reception, Lian ngrasa is sincere, so Lian wants, sorryin” said Alya with pleading eyes.

Ardi swallowed his salivary looking at his cute wife.

“Sayang. Do you know who Intan is? He's Mas's ex-fiancee. Want like anything? She's a woman who's been in a life of gold" Ardi said.

Alya was still listening.

"This is for you! Mas do not want him present in our lives, Mas do not want you cry jealousy unclear. You know how upset you are every time you suspect to mas, nolak mas because you suudzon sama Mas. Mas love you, mas want only you, mas want us to be happy, nothing bothers!” 

“Iya Mas, Lian apologizes for all Lian's mistakes. From now on Lian will continue to believe in Mas, Lian will not be jealous anymore. Lian wants the only one for me. But please, sorry Lian. Once this time, accompany Lian to meet Mba Intan and his papa. Abis that Lian promise will not contact Mba Intan again” 

“Appointment?” tanya Ardi was pleased.

“Janji” replied Alya nodded.

“But now it's past dzuhur Darling, you promised 8 o'clock right?” replied Ardi smilingly, reminding Alya. 

“Oh yes? Mba Intan wa no more? At home there is also a funeral Mia, how Mas?” 

“Tauuk” replied Ardi shrugging his shoulders as if grateful. Segimana Alya made a plan if without permission Ardi will not succeed.

"Later on!" reply Ardi drew closer to Alya. grabbed her chin and landed her thick lips onto Alya's tiny lips. Wreaking his anxiety that he had been holding back. m

****

Flascback a few hours at Mr. Aryo's House. 

“Nurmala?”

“Mas Shot!” 

Like suddenly being hit with a big stick from behind, the chest of Bu Mirna and Mr. Didik suddenly tight and sick. The two of them could not say anything. 

What is God's plan, so they must be reunited?

“This is what I was afraid of if Alya married a Jakarta person, and all is exactly what I thought the inner” of Bu Mirna with her sour face.

Ms. Mirna wanted to go dodge and was not willing to talk to Mr. Didik. But as a good message, Miss Mirna still has to be respectful and virtuous towards her guests.

“Why are you here Nurmala?” ask Mr. Didik, at first thought that Mr. Mirna Art Mr. Aryo. But why do all the items attached to Bu Mirna look expensive. 

However two years ago, Mr. Didik had a close family relationship with Mr. Aryo. Mr. Didik also knows who Mr. Aryo's brother is. Obviously, Miss Mirna is not her family.

“I should have asked Mas. Why did you come here? Oh yes of course you are not fellow rich people worthy of you here?” said Ms. Mirna cynically. 

Intan who sat listening became curious.

“Sorry, papah and mother, do you know each other? This mother who” asked Intan interjected.

Intan also looked closely at Bu Mirna's face. Although not the same but there is a slight resemblance of his lips with Alya.

“Ehm” Bu Mirna and Mr Didik cleared his throat. Explain to Intan.

“She Budhemu Nak” said Mr. Didik finally released a word that made Intan stunned. 

“Budheku?” tanya Intan was shocked. 

“So he's your son?” ma'am Mirna turned to Intan and Baby El.

“Do you work in this house? If you can find out who died?” tuan Didik asked very curious.  

Not yet Miss Mirna answered the sound of sirens coming into the courtyard. Followed by luxury cars Mr. Aryo and Bu Rita.

Intan and Mr. Didik become increasingly dheg-dhegan. Bodies were taken down, Bu Rita and Mr. Aryo also came down, but why did they not see Ardi and Alya. But why did Mister Aryo and Bu Rita seem calm and not cry.

It can't be Ardi or Alya's box, right? There must be a lot of people coming and Miss Rita will be hysterical. 

Mr. Aryo went down to greet the village devices, clerics and some mourners. While Bu Rita broke away because she was a girl.

Seeing the iron coming Bu Mirna approached and left Mr. Didik. Because many people Bu Rita did not pay attention to his guests just directly sitting and did not see Intan. Sitting near.

“Jeng, Alya and Nak Arwhere?” ma'am Mirna put her arm around Bu Rita's shoulder. His voice could still be heard by Intan and Mr. Didik. 

“Alya passed out, she needs rest so let Ardi take care of her first” Bu Rita replied.

“It was the boy. There-there's just” 

“Ngak what insya Alloh is fine, Alya shock and fatigue kok, his body is also fine” 

Behind Bu Rita and Bu Mirna Tuan Didik and Intan listened clearly. Bu Rita and Bu Mirna are familiar and talk about Alya.

There's relief, I don't know who the corpse in the crate is. But certainly not Ardi and Alya. And curious they moved,

“Why Nurmala is so close to Rita Gunawijaya. Who is he in this house?”

“Jeng there are guests coming, it seems to be waiting for you” said Bu Mirna to Bu Rita. 

“Oh yes? Who?” 

“They” replied Bu Mirna turned her head wryly to Intan and Mr. Didik 

Bu Rita turned her head back so they looked at each other, Ms. Rita swallowed her saliva a little annoyed. Why the former prospective mother-in-law and her besanya come. 

“Hhhh, why are they here?” Bu Rita gave a rough sigh then turned her eyes away.

Of course it makes Intan and Mr. Didik offended. And more of a bad feeling is Miss Mirna. 

"They're who?" asked Ms. Mirna to know what her sister-in-law and her brother were related to.

But Ms. Rita looked upset. Miss Mirna's getting curious. Want to explain that they are relatives of Alya's father so awkward.

Sensitive to Bu Rita's response, Intan wakes up and approaches Bu Rita. Intan thought, let a fellow woman who spoke in order to get to the heart.

“Good morning Auntie” greet Intan politely.

“Ehm..” Ms. Rita just cleared her throat with her unpleasant mimic. 

“Sorry our arrival here is disturbing, we join defend Aunt. We're here by an invitation from Doctor Alya. I just want to hand this to him” said Intan handed me a paper bag. 

“You know Alya?” ma'am Mirna interjected, giving a different response. 

Intan nodded.

“Yesterday Alya called me aunt, to come here today” replied Intan 

“Are you guys good friends?” ask Mirna again. Miss Rita herself became astonished. 

“Iya, Alya is very kind to me, papah is also a patient of Alya. We came here to meet with him” replied Intan. 

Not realizing that the eyes of Bu Mirna full of water, and long time the water spilled. Ms. Mirna felt everything was happening beyond her expectations. 

“You why Jeng?” ask Bu Rita in wonder. Intan himself was astonished.

But Lord Didik who sat not far from them understood. Although new guess with a very hard heartbeat. 

“Tante ready Alya?” ask Intan. 

“He besanku, he's Alya's mother!” answer Miss Rita. 

Intan and Mr. Didik directly rounded his eyes. Intan could not say anything.

Even though he just found out, that middle-aged woman is his brother. But the fact that she's Alya's mother makes her even more raucous and unpredictable. 

Intan bowed her head and cried. 

“Do you know each other?” ask Miss Rita. 

“He's Alya's cousin, Jeng. Mas Didik brother-in-lawku” said Bu Mirna told Bu Rita.

“Hooh”