Father's Status On My Son's Deed
111. At home in-law 2

Dira and my Hasbi were in the room, both of them sitting on the bed leaning back, telling each other stories.

"You and Kak Asha's family look so close, that you also call your mother to her parents, Kak Asha," Hasbi said.

"Yes, I was close because I used to play there a lot. I also often go alone with Vania, sometimes even with Mama Nisa. Mama Nisa herself asked to call mama, let it be more familiar. Sometimes there are also people who think that I am Mama Nisa's son," replied Dira while chuckling, remembering the events before.

"I'm happy to be in the middle of your family. All good people."

"Thank God, hopefully so on because I don't want to be divided between our families, which will definitely make things change. We felt it enough."

"meaning? Your family was split?" asked Hasbi who was so curious.

"Yes ... that's it, just a little misunderstanding, but Alhamdulillah all can be resolved well. The proof is that we are all happy now. It does not need to be discussed anymore, all is past too," said Dira who deliberately did not want to discuss the problem of the brother first.

Not because Dira wanted to lie to her husband or cover it up, but indeed the family had agreed to bury the story and would not discuss it again. Hasbi also did not need to know because there was no interest in the incident.

The man was actually still curious, but since the wife did not want to discuss it, she did not ask any more. Hasbi invited his wife to sleep because the day was getting late. The man stretched out his hand and asked his wife to sleep there. However, Dira refused.

"I sleep on the pillow, Mom. Your hands will hurt if I sleep."

"will not. You are not too heavy either. I told you earlier this afternoon, you should start getting used to coming into contact with me so, we start things slowly. We can't run in place forever, right?" hasbi asked, looking at his wife, waiting for her answer.

Inevitably Dira finally lay down her body beside the husband with a cushioned arm of the man. Actually the reason he refused was not because of fear of Hasbi's arm hurting, more to his state that would definitely be very nervous. The woman was afraid of making mistakes, but it was true what her husband said, she had to get used to each other. After all, Dira also often saw her brother and sister-in-law making out this way.

"Mas, may I ask you something and I hope you answer it honestly."

"You ask what? Just ask. If I can for sure I will answer" Hasbi said, carrying Dira's hand to hug him.

Dira is getting nervous about this kind of position, but it is impossible to resist the wishes of the husband. The woman continued her question. "It's about your past, it's okay, isn't it?"

"Yes, just ask."

"Did Devi tell you when I sent her a message?"

"Yes, even he showed me all the messages you sent and I read them."

"But I really don't have any feelings for Devi. Whether you believe me or not, I'm not pushy. What I'm about to say is very honest. Devi rarely replies to my messages, it's the first thing I don't like about her. I know if it's a sign he doesn't like me. Since then I have never sent a message again. Every message sent to Devi's number was mama's. If you look again, all the messages must have been sent in the afternoon or evening because I was at home that morning when I went to work."

"Why should my mom send a message? Why not yourself?"

"As I said earlier, I don't like the way Devi communicates with other people. Even if the person is not liked. Mama also often scolded me because I was not a caring man, but I did not care. I'm honestly grateful that you came to thwart that matchmaking plan because I didn't want to have a relationship with Devi. I am so thankful that you are finally my wife. Perhaps this is indeed God-ordained destiny, that you are the chosen woman who is destined to live life with me."

"Aren't you sorry about marrying a woman you didn't know before?"

"I will never regret it. Regardless of how our lives will be, just consider it all a test and we will deal with it equally. How about yourself? Are you sorry that you canceled my match with Devi and finally made you my wife?" asked Hasbi by lowering his head until he finally looked at the wife. Dira immediately turned his face away, not strong to see the man's gaze piercing through his heart.

"To be honest at the beginning I was sorry because I had put other people's families to shame. I feel guilty for both of my parents. I have tarnished their good name with my childish behavior, until finally Brother Aji who realized that all this is indeed the destiny that I have to live. Perhaps you are the soul mate God has given me and as an obedient servant, I must accept you sincerely somehow into my life."

"I will try to make you happy and make you comfortable. Go to sleep, tomorrow we'll have your apartment to pick up your other stuff."

"Are you okay I'm sleeping like this?" ask Dira again.

"Don't worry about my hand. I'm doing fine. Later if I'm tired too I'll put your head on the pillow. You just sleep."

Hasbi coiled her hands around her waist so, right now the position of the two hugged each other. Dira closed his eyes, inhaling the scent of the husband's body for the first time. All this time they did sleep in the same bed, but it was always normal and never touched each other.

Hasbi himself is currently happy because he thought Dira would refuse, but it turns out that his wife is not a person who is too stubborn, who is more concerned with his ego. The warmth given by Hasbi unknowingly put Dira to sleep, while the husband was still awake. Hearing regular breathing from his wife made the man sure and if Dira had fallen asleep.

He stretched out his arms and looked at the beautiful face of his wife, which he could only enjoy while she was asleep. This has become his habit after both legally become husband and wife. The moment the woman woke up, it would definitely turn its face away when Hasbi looked at her. Maybe because of shame when both are legal husband and wife. However, the man was not angry at all, instead he was happy. That means all this time Dira also always keep his eyes on other men.