CHASING A DREAM HUSBAND
Ideal Son-in-law Candidate

Natasha was completely exhausted this morning by her husband, after the night after the heat struggle she immediately fell asleep, this time Yoga was really merciless 'to teach her'. Natasha herself did not understand why her husband's stamina seemed to be tireless. After cleaning himself and performing the obligation of the morning prayer, Yoga again herded his wife's body into bed, and again did the unification which now began to become opium for him.

Natasha drooped with the position of the stomach body, wrapped in a blanket to cover the nape. Her body seemed boneless, so that she preferred to rest in bed, and did not care when her husband was there? Because right now it feels like being away from her husband is the best thing.

Yoga who had just entered from outside his bedroom was seen carrying a tray containing a bowl of soup porridge and a cup of warm green tea. He put the tray on the nightstand, then went to his wife who was still rolling on her soft bed, only her hair was visible.

" Ta, let's get up, have breakfast first, it's almost nine. tuh." Yoga gently stroked Natasha's head, knowing that his wife was exhausted by his actions, so he deliberately brought Natasha breakfast to the room.

" Iihhh sanaaa .." Natasha's voice sounded spoiled trying to drive her husband away from her.

Yoga chuckled at his wife's spoiled manner. " Let's hunt for breakfast first, otherwise ..you're the one I made my breakfast." Yoga poses a threat to his wife.

Natasha immediately shuffled and tightly closed all her body to the head.

" Ta, let's get up quickly, did the mamih who came here wake you up?!" yoga speech this time successfully made Natasha open her blanket.

" It's all because of you! My body hurts all ..." Natasha threesome.

" Tomorrow to take vitamins or herbs, then ask Mpok Ida, yes." Yoga chuckles upset Natasha. Natasha also remembered the words of Mpok Ida who once said that when viewed from the great body posture of Yoga, her lust was also great and those words have really been proven now.

Tok tok tok tok

Suddenly the sound of the door being knocked. And Yoga immediately walked towards the door and opened it

" Punten den, Mamih Den Yoga mywarang aunt nyuran aden, piwarang lungsur ka handap." (I'm sorry, Den, Mamih Den Yoga tell aunt to call Den Yoga to come down.)" said Bi Enjum who was knocking on the door of Yoga room.

" Young, Bi. Engke the servant of kaditu ..." (Good, Bi. I'll be there)" Yoga said.

After bi Enjum left, Yoga returned to his room. " Ta, let's eat the porridge quickly after that we go down to meet the mamih." Yoga orders help feed Natasha and prepare to meet her mamih call.

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About fifteen minutes later Yoga came down with Natasha. Yoga looking for the existence of mamihnya which turned out at that time was in the dry kitchen room.

" Well that's Prayoga!" exclaim Mama Yoga when you see the emergence of Yoga there. " Kadieu casep, iyeu aya numilarian, saur na sono lami teu patepang. (Look come here, this is someone looking, he said kangen long time no see)"

" Rara?" yoga greeting to a beautiful hijab girl standing next to her mamih.

" Kang Yoga, do you know?" greet the beautiful girl walked towards Yoga then grabbed the back of Yoga's hand and brought it closer to the pretty girl's nose.

The sight just now made Natasha who was walking behind Yoga gasp. He stared intently at the beautiful woman who looked familiar with Yoga, Who is that woman? And what the fuck was that woman kissing the hand of her husband, he alone did that only once, after the jijab qobul. At once Natasha's calmness was disturbed, especially when she saw Mama Yoga look familiar with the woman, reminiscent of her familiarity with Aunt Melly.

" Yoga, this is Rara bring your favorite liwet rice, she who cooks herself, you know. This delicious Rara cuisine, Mamih often cobain, all Rara's dishes are delicious, really aspiring dream daughter-in-law, already beautiful, fine, pinter cook, solehah ... you are lucky Prayoga if married to Azzahra," Mama Yoga speech makes the face of the girl named Azzahra shamed.

As for Natasha, Mama Yoga said it was like a dagger that tore her heart. As soon as the mother of her husband praised the other woman in front of him, Natasha really was not considered a daughter-in-law by him.

" You how are you, Ra? Umi same abi you're healthy?" yoga questions made Natasha's eyes round, she felt that her husband was the same as not caring about her feelings and instead being sweet to the woman.

" Thank God, Kang, abi is equally healthy as well, thank God," said Azzahra with courtesy while developing a sweet smile.

Deg

Azzahra's face paled at the words Yoga which introduced a beautiful woman as his wife. His chest suddenly felt tightness and pain, his eyeballs instantly condensed. He doesn't seem to believe the reality he faces. All this time he always kept his heart only for the man in front of him, and it turns out that now the man has chosen another woman as his life companion. Suddenly Azzahra's body felt limp.

" Mauro ..." Natasha extended her hand.

" Azzahra ..." With a choked voice Azzahra received a helping hand of Natasha until now shaking hands with each other.

Mama Yoga who saw the change in expression in Azzahra's self immediately spoke. " He's just the wife of Siri, Ra. Do not take it seriously" said Mama Yoga while rubbing Azzahra's back soothingly.

Deg

This time it was Natasha who paled, she could not stop thinking what was wrong with her mother-in-law that she hated her so much? After all, her marriage and Yoga were not of her own accord.

" Hmmm, then Rara said goodbye first, Mih, Kang ..." Azzahra decided to leave Yoga's parents' house because she was not willing enough to linger there.

" Well, what's the rush, Ra? New also come, he said kangen the same Yoga. You haven't talked much with Yoga."

" Hmmm .. yes, Mih, Rara forgot to be told to Uwa Entin house ..." said Azzahra reasoned.

" Yes, you were delivered with Yoga just to go home." Mama Yoga suggested Yoga to take Azzahra home, surely Mama Yoga gave space so that Yoga can be with Azzahra.

" No need, Mih. Let Rara go home alone." Azzahra refused subtly.

" It's okay, you were here left with Mang Ucup, let Yoga alone inter. Prayoga, hurry up and take Rara home!" mama Yoga's orders do not want to be disputed.

" Okay, Mih ..." Yoga approving her mamih request made Natasha snort angrily. " I took Rara first yes, Ta .." pamit Yoga while softly peeling Natasha's forehead.

Yoga treatment of Natasha made Mama Yoga turn her face, while Azzahra look more stiff.

" Come, Ra..."

" I-yes, Kang .."

Azzahra walked on the path of Yoga who walked in front of her with her face down, leaving Natasha and Mama Yoga both there.

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Author POV: Mak² is more curious to whom? What is Yoga-Azahra or Natasha-Mamih Ellena?😁

Seriate...

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