Dilemma of Marriage Left
Chapter 97

Nila's nap this time felt really long. So deep, the call that entered his phone was not heard. Though the rectangular flat object was on the nightstand, right beside his bed.

Until the light in his room began to dim, because the sun had sunk. Nila finally woke up.

"Eeuuughhh!!" Nila nodded while raising her hands up. Then he continued to evaporate very strongly until he let out tears. A moment later, he spread his gaze around the room. "It turned out to be late in the afternoon" he said, sighing and getting out of bed to take a shower.

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In the dining room, Lalisa had just finished preparing dinner with a happy heart. Because, women in the half century was only doing it again after a long vacuum from civilization.

Nila was surprised when she saw that food that was rarely eaten by her was already available on the table.

"Mother? This is all Mother cooking?" tanya Nila did not believe it at once and was proud. Because Lalisa cooks typical Betawi food that has been very rarely found even never again cooked by his mother, because indeed both parents are of Javanese blood.

Lalisa nodded enthusiastically. "Yes dong! Who else? The easy part is, Mommy also ordered vegetables online continues quickly until also," he replied who had just finished washing the cookware.

"Thank you, you're all of this!" exclaimed Nila then hugged Lalisa feeling moved.

Lalisa is smiling happily. "Sama-sama .. ayok if that's what we eat!" invite him then pull one of the chairs to be used as his seat.

"Yes Bun!" The two had dinner together.

During the meal, Lalisa only focused on eating as usual all this time. No one can talk until the food on the plate is finished.

Nila is like that too. A few minutes later, both of them finished eating. Nila took the initiative to clean and wash dirty dishes and Lalisa also allowed.

After everything has been tidied up again and the leftovers are put into storage, Nila and Lalisa go to the living room to relax together.

"Mother, can I have something?" tanya Nila hopes Lalisa will be ready.

"May, ask!" Nila breathed a sigh of relief as Lalisa replied thus.

"First, long before Fatan met me ... She never had a woman she loved so much, did she?" This time Nila held her breath for a while until the question she asked was finished.

Lalisa looked and smiled. "Know that Mother does not exist. Fatan from childhood likes to learn new things. Mother will ever tell you that he is a smart child and not neko-neko. Therefore, to know women he is often shy," he explained accompanied by laughter.

"That's it, Mother." I don't know why Nila said it was impossible.

Lalisa felt astonished when she saw Nila's response. He tilted his head a little. "Why is Nila? Is there something in your heart?" tanyanya.

"Um, not really Bun," said Nila quickly. Because he has not been able to guess with certainty whether his premonition is true or not.

"Related?" ask Lalisa again.

One hour they had enjoyed the television broadcast, finally both of them felt drowsiness.

"Well, can you not sleep with you tonight?" Actually, Lalisa wanted to tell her son-in-law a lot of things.

"Come on, Bun," replied Nila, nodding. Lalisa looked happy and they went into the room.

When both of them were lying on the king size bed, Lalisa turned her position to tilt towards Nila, while Nila who realized it was just turning her head.

"What's up, Bun? How'd you see that?" tanya Nila felt clumsy and unwell.

"You don't love the same Mother's child?" Lalisa asked him back.

"Love, Bun. If not love where maybe Nila wants to marry the same Fatan," replied Nila sound confident.

"If one of you ever hurt, either you or Fatan. Will your marriage be preserved?" Lalisa's question is very heavy for Nila. Because, for that matter ... Reminds him of the past when he was with Bayu first. Pain, and to the point of not being able to describe what the pain is like.

Nila was silent for a moment. His mind was working hard so that it could compose the right words to answer the question. Not long after, he began to talk.

"Maybe first, I should talk first to Fatan ... From heart to heart. Trying to find a way out in order to forgive and give a chance. But for me, the context of hurting in a relationship is actually broad. And what I can't defend the most is keeping the person who loves me but he can't trust me at all. Yes that is, Bun approximately ... It was based on my view, whether it was in fact different ... Behind it all I believe God never sleeps and is always with me" said Nila. His mind is now more mature than it was a few years ago.

"Oh so ...." Lalisa mangosteen while changing its position to supine. "If you say so, you are told to choose between wealth or happiness ... Which one will you choose?" tanyanya.

"Happiness dong Bun," said Nila quickly.

"Why?" Lalisa turned her head until she linked her two eyebrows.

"For having many possessions, will not guarantee us happiness. But if we are happy, we never continue to feel the shortcomings continue. The treasure must have time to run out. While the sense of happiness .. will continue to exist until later we return to His lap."

Nila's answer made Lalisa touched until she unconsciously shed her tears.

"Mother is not wrong to choose you as a companion for your only child. You are mature, beautiful, smart and able to calm the heart" said Lalisa. Nila was also very touched to hear it.

"Mother embarrassed me. I am just an ordinary woman. I also have advantages and disadvantages. But I believe in being grateful for my life now. There's mom, Mommy, Lativa, mas Fatan. All the good people in Nila's life now.

"I'm embarrassed anyway? Mother is talking as is. So you deserve a test like that?" tukas Lalisa while chuckling. While Nila just smiled increasingly blushed in embarrassment.

"Oh yes, by the way when dong Mommy can hold grandchildren? I can't wait to know!" Lalisa suddenly imagined a tiny baby in her cradle.

"Prophey Mother, we also try again. Plus the puncture wound hasn't healed yet" Nila said trying to calm her mother-in-law.

Lalisa took a deep breath, she was neither disappointed nor angry. "Yes too. So you can see Fatan. What else is he? Try dong you call Fatan now," he suggested. Nila was very anxious to rest. Because tomorrow he must return to Palembang to see Fatan who is still in care.

"OK Mother. Wait a minute .... " The two thumbs of Nila's hand smoothly type the name of the husband in the contact phone number. A few minutes later, a video call was connected. They finally talked together.

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