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Season 2: The Mandul Woman

"Thank you, dear." Yoga kissed the cheeks Citra who was busy drying her hair.

The woman smiled but it was like there was a burden stored in her heart. I don't know why she doesn't like to have sex with her husband. Sometimes she feels like a strange woman. What is the fun side of the activity? He thinks only men like to do it.

During the three years of marriage, he always felt pain in every relationship. Right now, the core part is still sore. But he never told the husband who looks excited when doing it. He could only let his husband get his satisfaction. After all, Yoga is a good husband figure and not stingy to the wife. Sacrificing a little for the husband she loves is a very easy one.

"Good meal, sir, Madam ...," Yanti quipped as her son and daughter-in-law walked out of the room.

His face was visibly irritated while arranging food on the dining table. He spent time alone cooking all the dishes without the help of his son-in-law. Even with his leisure he went out of the room with a neat dress up like an employer. There was no courtesy of the daughter-in-law's behavior towards her in-laws.

"Mother ... Why bother cooking everything? Yoga wants to invite Mother to eat outside with Citra," said Yoga. He did not expect that during his activities in the room, it turned out that his mother had cooked a lot of food for them.

"Hah .. I've guessed. So lazy your wife must be every day you have to eat outside. Until now, your life has made no progress. Got a wasteful hijacker's wife!" gerutu Yanti.

Yoga looked at his silent wife and bowed with the words of his mother. He grabbed and clasped her hand as if to signal that she was always defending him.

"Partra cooks quite often, Mom. Make breakfast and dinner. Sometimes you can't eat out? We both work." Yoga tried to refute her mother's accusations in a gentle tone.

"Already! It's already! We better eat now. I cooked all your favorite foods. Here, sit!"

Yoga invites his wife to sit at the table. Actually Citra is already very uncomfortable to be in such a situation. However, in order to maintain the feelings of the husband he held back and sat down with his mother-in-law.

Yanti loved her eldest son. He seemed happy when he took rice and side dishes for Yoga. The existence of the image there as if not considered. The middle-aged woman only cared about Yoga.

"Yoga, if you have time, ask your wife to check into the hospital."

Yanti's remarks made the appetite of Citra disappear. The food that her mother-in-law made was actually very good, but tasted bland in her mouth. He knew where the conversation was going.

"What pain image? Why go to the hospital? I'm weird." Yoga chuckles at his mother's words. His wife was a healthy woman, and he was very rarely ill. Even if it hurts, most just a common cold cough that will heal two to three days after taking the drug.

"Mom suspects that your wife is barren."

The laughter that adorned the face of Yoga instantly vanished. He finally knew why his wife was crying. Must be his mother talking again about the descent.

"Mom, we're young. Let us enjoy the two days until we are satisfied before we have children."

"Still young? You're 29 years old. It's three heads soon, isn't it too late to have kids? Fira, your recently married sister has given birth to a child. You should be the first child to give your first grandchild!" So upset Yanti to compare her son's household with the household of her second child.

"But Fira was pregnant before marriage, Mom," Citra said. His tongue could no longer bear to avenge the cruelty of the mouth of the in-law. Of course, this makes Yoga a surprise. The man patted his wife's thigh slowly.

Meanwhile, Yanti wrathfully feels being insulted by the son-in-law. "Look at your wife's behavior! He intends to vilify our family."

"Already, Ma ... Imagery doesn't mean that." Yoga is trying to be a mediator.

Yoga dizzy himself heard his mother's chattering. Natural food is not good. "Yes, Mom. Yes ...." He was very lazy to be there until he agreed what his mother wanted to be finished quickly.

"Sorry, Mom," said Citra. He tried to continue eating, finishing the remaining food on his plate.

"It's still better your sister, Fira, at least she's been shown not to be barren. Than your own wife who still can't get pregnant." Yanti gave a taunting glance towards her daughter-in-law.

Sometimes the image is confused. I don't know why women who are still dating are so easy to get pregnant. Meanwhile, women who have been married for a dozen years have not been blessed with children.

"If she can't get pregnant yet, you can start thinking about getting married again."

The image widened her eyes to hear her in-laws.

"Mother!" bentak Yoga. He felt the mother's speech was delayed and very painful for Citra.

"Why? I'm not asking you to divorce him. Having more than one wife is perfectly natural, especially if your wife cannot bear children."

"Mom's been meddling too far in our household affairs, please stop!"

"Do you want to say you don't have the right to do this? Me ... your birth mother! Your parents! The issue of your descent is a problem for mom too, Yoga!" Yanti's voice was no less high.

The dinner ended up being a mess. The image that was so hurtful ran away while holding back the cry. Meanwhile, Yoga still survives there with a face full of anger that he cannot vent to the woman he greatly respects and cares for.

"Can't you keep the image feeling? She's my wife, Mother .. a foreign woman whom I've taken from her guardians in an honorable manner. He who has been taking care of your son, has accompanied me from having nothing to the present stage."

Yanti threw away her face as if she did not want to listen to the explanation said by Yoga. "You want to show off your success to Mom? Your job is nothing compared to Kris, your sister-in-law. He's already a manager at a big company whose salary is also much higher than yours. It's because he's smart, choosing your sister as his wife, that's why he's successful."

"Different to you who prefer women is not clear its origin. Poor women who are not equal to our family. It's not that helping you succeed is just a burden to you."

Yoga gnashed his dizzy forehead. "Enough, Mom."

"You can keep her as your wife. But, I will still find the right woman to give birth to your offspring."

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