I Love U! Husband Carried
CHAPTER 62 - The Son of H4ram

"Be careful, Miss Anta, especially her friend is pretty."

I was silent for a moment while glancing at Marwah who was still busy taking care of Rania on the terrace. Even he looks very familiar and close, painstaking once taking care of the baby. Indeed, Marwah is beautiful. Her shabby appearance like yesterday, was unable to cover her beautiful face. While Sister Anta, it's too perfect for me to explain. Ma'am Isma and I just wrestled with it. With all the advantages, it does not rule out the possibility if other women will admire the figure of Kak Anta.

But, oh God ...

What the hell am I thinking? Sister Anta is not a man who is easily tempted, and Marwah is not a woman who likes to seize the property of others. Especially when it comes to men, that is impossible in the principle of his life.

"My husband doesn't like to do cheap things like you worry about. I trust him, Mom, so it's no problem. But the advice from mom earlier I would have received well just in case." I said try to stay polite.

Then she smiled, "Well, that's right. Don't believe it. Cats if given salted fish would want to miss Anta, so we should be able to take care."

"Yes mom" I said.

"It's over?" The voice of Marwah that appears behind me. "Rania has had enough sunbathing, when we're done, yuk!"

I immediately looked back, did Marwah hear the words of the mothers here? hopefully not.

"Oh, yes for a second. I'm looking for flour first, right?!" I said.

Then the mothers who saw the presence of Marwah with my baby, immediately sumringah and approached us.

"The beauty of Rania-"

"It's very similar to Mr. Anta, beautiful pol!"

"His eyes are like his mother's, flat and round. His eyebrows were thick as his hair. If it's big it's gonna be a dream."

I blinked a little when they called Rania similar to Sister Anta, somehow I responded. 'Like Kak Anta' while his biological father is not Kak Anta, if they know Rania's father actually, what are the words I can still hear?

From a distance, my eyes caught a figure I had not seen for months since the great event that happened between us 8 months ago.

"It is a dream, where there is a mother who wants her son to marry an illegitimate child!"

Mrs Willis, right. And I wouldn't be surprised to hear the word that comes out of his mouth. Either because it's still a grudge or something, I don't know. The point is, Rania to him is still 'an illegitimate child'.

Perhaps because it was common, I did not respond too much to Miss Willis nor was she as fiery as before, but another with the reaction of my one friend;

"Whom do you call a bastard, who?" Marwah glared forward.

"Who else, if not that kid you're fighting!" said Miss Willis ketus.

"Why call my niece an illegitimate child?"

"It's an illegitimate child! her mother was pregnant before she got married!"

Marwah looked at me, and I could only shut up. I don't know how to deal with Miss Willis again, the child has gone to jail, I've beaten it all out, also been in seclusion for a few months. But, every time I see Miss Willis is still the same. It's true, not all wars can change, unless the master knows that it's wrong.

Marwah went straight ahead, I did know him, the blood of a fighter flowing in his blood. Luckily, I immediately held back before Madame Willis returned to end up at the Puskesmas like that time. Or maybe even worse, because this Marwah is not only a gentle and loving woman, but she is also active and strong.

"Cania! he's putting your son on a note." Marwah said slowly.

I looked at Marwah closely, then I shook my head slowly.

"Huh, Miss Willis! speaking of bastard children! your son is a thug! the manger!"

Suddenly the mothers beside me replied, telling me to defend me and Rania.

"Yes! take care of people's children, children themselves are not taken care--" said the other.

"Looking at his son in prison, pity. Who else would care about her if not her own mother. If Rania is a lot of love, her son is fine. So you don't have to worry about Rania."

"Who is worried about the bastard?! it doesn't matter."

Mrs Willis grumbled, I could find her eyes sharp and cynical on me and Rania.

"If you don't want to shop there go home!" Said Marwah later.

"Who wants to buy vegetables here. The buyer's on tacky."

After saying that, madam Willis twisted her body and went far ahead. I don't know, I honestly don't want to make a fuss with him. I know Miss Willis is actually a good person, there are only a few of her wars that are less suitable for living well in society. Let time erase the bad feelings between us.

"Don't listen to Anta! it's okay, just keep it in your person. Won't change our view of Mr. Anta's family here."

The mother beside me approached and rubbed my back slowly.

"Thank you ma'am, I'm really grateful for that."

After I paid for the groceries, finally finished the dramatic moment that took place this morning. All I love is a storm with Miss Willis in front of my best friend Marwah.

About the 'Baram child', obviously that's what I believe is in Marwah's head at the moment.

After putting Rania to sleep in the room, she immediately pulled me out. She looked at me like she was probing, as if she was hoping for me to catch a cue in her mind.

Marwah took my hand and held it tight. "Honestly, someone stuck my feelings after hearing my mother's words earlier. No mother accepts that her child is so blatantly haram. If you really need a storymate, I'm here huh?! don't hold back, I know very well that you bear this heavy burden alone, it's not easy. I know it's inappropriate to tell, because it's a personal matter."

This incident reminds me of the events of the past, only now I have a different response. I was helped, I was supported, I was not directly blamed, I was given the opportunity to be heard and the mothers stood up for me to face Miss Willis. All, all different. And this is what I was hoping for!

Don't listen to Anta! it's okay, just keep it in your person. It won't change our view of Mr. Anta's family here.

No mother accepts that her child is so blatantly haram. If you really need a storymate, I'm here huh?! don't hold back-----