Derana Wasted Wife
DERANA CHAPTER 4

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In the morning, Derana made her request and complained to the Most Love. He revealed heart leaflets with prayer beads.

Until this moment, Derana believes that God will not let her continue to be friends with suffering and His mercy will always hold.

The grains of love dripped, soaking the mucus that still wrapped the body.

Derana immediately rubbed it when a typical hoarse sound of waking up called her name.

“Dera, where are you?” Farel squirmed and slowly opened his eyelids. Next to his hand looking for the whereabouts of the wife who is considered.

“Mas, I'm here. I woke up Mas Farel to perform dawn prayers. But, it seems like Mas Farel is very sound. So, Mas Farel did not respond at all,” he replied while removing the mucus and storing it in the closet.

“Ck, you already know that I'm most anti doing something that's pointless. Why bow and bow if no one is watching? Your Lord cannot give you riches. Tired of prostration, but you are still poor ‘kan?” the word sarcasm was unburdened from Farel's lips.

The mature man in brown skin was very arrogant. He did not realize that he was just a weak man and papa. All he has is a divine title and will be asked to return ....

If God had given the earth to swallow its body, the earth would have fulfilled the command of his Lord.

If God casts the sea to drown his body as Pharaoh and his followers did, the sea will keep the command of his Lord.

And if God sends the angel of death to take his life very roughly, so the angel of death will keep the commandment of his Lord so that the proud man groans in pain because he feels very tormented when his life is separated from his body.

Derana never understood, Farel never wanted to perform mandatory worship at home— worship with him. But the man who has the status as her husband, diligently perform mandatory worship in the mosque or in front of many people.

The worship performed by Farel was only for exhibitionism and imagery. So that everyone thinks of him as someone who approaches the word perfect or perfect.

Diligent in worship, devoted to his mother, loving, and sincere in accepting the shortcomings of the wife. In fact, inversely proportional from the word ‘perfect’.

“I want to cook first, Mas –“ berampit Derana before her husband again hurl spicy words that incised wounds in the heart.

“Wait!” The sound of the baritone pitched orders made Derana urung swing a step.

“What's up, Mas?”

“Make me coffee!”

Derana nodded faintly then carried her body out of the room.

A smile rises on Derana's face when she finds Arimbi in the kitchen.

Derana then approached Arimbi and greeted the middle-aged woman by saying a question with a smile that developed. “What cooking, Mom?"

Arimbi is indifferent. The middle-aged woman ignores Derana and remains engrossed in continuing her activities - playing a spatula.

Not only this once Arimbi is indifferent if asked or greeted. So that Derana memorized the habits of her mother-in-law.

“Bu, mas Farel want to make coffee. Mom ... would you like me to make some nasgitel tea?" Although Arimbi was indifferent, Derana again gave a question while offering Arimbi nasgitel tea (hot, legi, and thick) because the drink is the favorite drink of the mother-in-law.

Derana hopes that Arimbi will be made nasgitel tea because the concoction of nasgitel tea often gets praise from his father and mother.

As a daughter-in-law, Derana is eager to get praise from her mother-in-law. Not just being scolded or scolded.

Arimbi slammed the spatula into the floor—expressed emotions. For some reason, every time Derana greets or shows attention, Arimbi feels bored and easily ignited emotions.

Arimbi thinks that the attention given by Derana is not sincere and only aims to take his heart.

“Basic stupid son-in-law, you don't know what I'm doing, huh? You should wake up early and cook for Farel. Not even sleep. You think this house belongs to your parents. I wonder why Farel could take a poor man like you and make him his wife" Arimbi's circus ruffled around his waist.

Derana chose silence and tried to refrain from responding to Arimbi's sarcasm and heart-slicing speech.

Not because Derana did not have the courage to reply to her mother-in-law's words or not good at verbalizing. But, Derana just avoids the debate that may be endless.

"Sorry Mom, I'll go to the room first. Mas Farel must have been waiting for his coffee," he said then passed away.

Arimbi. He wanted to say sarcasm again. But it was immediately prevented by Atmajaya who had just arrived in the kitchen.

"See your attitude and your speech! Remember our goal-making Derana a son-in-law!" atmaja said after Derana lost sight.

"Huh, I've been caught off guard looking at his face, Dad. Why, Farel isn't looking for another girl? I'm sure, there are still many girls who are the same as the hick." Arimbi breathed a rough breath and landed his weight on the chair.

Atmajaya smiled obliquely and stroked her white beard. "It is precisely the hick girl like Derana that we can easily conquer. Be nice to him even if you are pretending! Make him a creature so that Farel's sacrifice will not be in vain!"

"But Well - -"

Atmajaya slashed Arimbi's words by raising one hand. "Remember, conquer your son-in-law! You guys should be able to make Derana really submit and love Farel!"

After saying his last words, Atmajaya swung her limbs-abandoning Arimbi.

I don't know what exactly Farel's goal is to marry Derana so that the poor girl becomes the daughter-in-law of the Atmajaya family. Later, the time will answer the question ....

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