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RM91L. Talk to in-laws
"Why, Mom?" Givan waited for Ummu to continue.
"As a widower, there is no sister-in-law relationship either. I feel, the richness of their closeness is unnatural." Ummmu's mom is worried about her daughter.
"Bang Ken's not a pervert either, ma'am. Just be safe, Mom." Givan trusted Kenandra so much, despite the fact that Kenandra was still a man who had normal hormones.
"Not afraid of being molested either, Van. But don't give them time to get closer. Don't tell Ria to go with Ken again, Van. I don't like it." Ma'am Umm noticed his daughter-in-law's face from the side.
"Ohh...." Givan nodded a few times. "Yes, Mom," he continued.
Yesterday, it was not her will to have Ria come with Kenandra. He was quite confused for that, he could only agree without thinking. Because basically, he trusts Kenandra fully. Therefore, he did not even think how Ria if with the hot widower. Moreover, Kenandra's age is quite far with Ria, would definitely think that Ria is a child.
"Do you intend to mate with them?" ask Ummmu then.
Obviously Givan shook his head quickly. "Sama Ghifar, I was just Ria's fad. Especially bang Ken, there's no way, Mom. Duda, get a model Ria. Surely he felt like he had a son, not a wife." He imagined what if Ria was asked to take care of the widower's children.
"Well, that's." Ma'am Ummu looked at the streets in front of her eyes that were so quiet. "Ria should not be served by widows, let alone children. Ria, I'm sure she'll want to. When approached by your friend's widower, yes he just accepted, right? If you don't deny it, maybe you're married to the widower." Bu Ummu remembered the events of several years ago.
"I'm just trying to take care of him, Mom. The problem of men, actually depends on Ria's taste. Only sometimes the taste, not my benchmark. That's why I sometimes ban. I often ask him to come home, if the same way men who do not match my criteria, I know, yes I ask him to return." Givan tries to tell her that he is not curbing Ria's freedom, only that he is trying to filter Ria's choices.
"Who does he walk with? Never a henchman at home, so I've been sniffing. Sometimes called, he said again in Canda. Called again, it's in Mamah Dinda, it's in the office, it's in Novi, it's in Ahya. Just wandering around, so don't know which man he's taken away." Ms. Ummu was a little overwhelmed to take care of the girl who never ate at school.
"Please calm down, Mom. Insha Allah he is safe, even wandering in the house of brothers. I don't give him a little bit of pity, give him understanding." Although Givan feels to teach Ria the free world, but he also teaches his sister-in-law the norms of life that apply in society. In order for the name of Ria, not to be viewed badly by the community.
"Have you ever dated?" Ms. Ummu doesn't know at all, if Ria was ever close to some men.
"Ear, Mom. But it's safe, it's a healthy relationship." Givan deliberately said like this, so that negative thoughts from Umm ma'am did not appear.
"Not like you, are you?"
Givan laughed off. "Safe, Mom. Ria's a good girl, I try not to lose." Givan did not forget to teach Ria to be an expensive woman.
Ma'am Umm mangosteen. He wanted to attract the problems of the household of his son-in-law and his son, he was a little hesitant because he knew for himself about the case of Givan who would soon rise to the surface.
"Eummmm.... Mom, maybe I'll be busy for a few days taking care of my punishment. Going home often, right? Frequently Tengokin Canda, because maybe he was even a fall guy." Givan tries to leave his wife, when he can't always be there for Canda.
"Kok said that, Mother is indeed often to your home, three times a day. Love the taste of Mother's cooking, Tengokin Mother's grandchildren, love them pocket money too." Regarding pocket money, it is the business of Ummu's mother and her grandchildren. Canda put some rupiah value in large quantities on his mother, to be divided as well as the allowance of his children.
Canda involved his mother, because her children often had trouble waking him who was asleep to ask for pocket money. Outside of pocket money, his children can ask for other pocket money on Canda if his eyes are wide open. If he was busy too, his children would definitely run to his grandmother from his mother to ask for their pocket money.
However, there are still children who ask Adinda. Even though Canda didn't leave him any money. His children still pestered his grandmother from his father, for every time his activities and needs.
"Have a bismillah, Van. If you fear Canda why-why continue, even fear why-why really." Bu Ummu took the classic sayings of old people in his old days.
"Yes, Mom." Givan believes more that it is the science of suggestion of things that are believed to happen, it will actually happen to us.
"Vane...."
Givan looked straight to the right from where he was. Next to the shophouse, Yusuf Mangge was looking at him.
"Yes, Mangge. How's it?" Givan got up, then turned to look at his mother-in-law. "I'll go to Mangge first, Mom." Givan appoints parents of ex-husband of his wife.
"Yes, Van." Ummmu turned to look towards Yusuf mange.
Givan swung his leg, then he reached the rice shop. "Where, Mangge?" Givan looked at Joseph's mad face.
"How many years has the daughter been in prison?"
That question, immediately raises the complexity of Givan that the Princess out of her sentence faster.
"Seventeen years, Mangge." Givan slightly forgot to remember whether or not the Princess' sentence was right.
"From that incident, how many years has it been?" Mangge Yusuf was prepared to count the years they had passed.
"Eummm, seven or eight years." Givan bent some of his fingers.
"Mangge got an email, from an email address that had the name of his daughter. He's planning to pick Jasmine up he said."
Tensed.
Givan stiffens on the spot, hearing his incomparable ex-lover. The closeness of the woman, adds to the frightening specter of the destroyer of her household.
"Oh, Mangge." Givan directly massaged his temple.
"If possible, the Princess's conflict will be. Ai's conflict isn't over, I've already this mumet." Givan grabbed his own hair.
"Nih, let Mangge show you the incoming e-mail." Mangge Yusuf left Givan on the terrace of the rice shop.
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