Loving the Mafia
Face Search
Fatih picked up a glass of tea and sipped her son-in-law's tea. His forehead suddenly frowned violently after swallowing a single gulp.
Looking at her in-laws expression, Chesy was confused. Why is the expression of sipping warm tea like someone is gulping a squeeze of lime so?
"Why is it so salty?" Fatih shudder.
"Huh?" Chesy.
Duh, this how the hell? To take the attention of in-laws is difficult to ask for forgiveness. Intention to find face even damn. So the two spoons of white she put in the glass were salt?
"Maf, dad! Heee.." Chesy raised the glass and carried it away with a flushed face holding back the pee. One of his hands hit his own temple.
Byurr..
The glass staggered and the water instead perched sweetly on the head of the young man who was sitting in the kitchen slicing scallions.
"Ouch!" The young man held his head.
"Sorry." Chesy grinning horse. Fortunately his hand quickly grabbed the glass until the hard object did not slide down on the young man's head. Because of the wrong behavior, to not see the road ahead and then stumbling. The result is even like this. Sloppy!
The young man who was sitting with water dripping netes in his hair was even grinning wide. "It's okay, ma'am."
"You clean your hair in the bathroom." Chesy then passed away. He washed the glass in the sink.
"I saw you talking to dad earlier." Cazim approached Chesy while chewing on a meatball pentol. His voice was a bit low so as not to be heard by his father who may appear at any time.
"Dad asked us to meet your biological parents, so they're the ones who should be seeing Abi, not dad. This is so that there will be no conflict in the future. Dad's thinking is quite mature," replied Chesy.
Cazim looked resigned. All sides forced her to meet her biological parents. Neither his father, nor Chesy. What can he do if he does not obey his wife? He may not get a wife's smile again if he refuses his will. He was here because Chesy, who was expecting his brother's blessing, could have canceled his business if he didn't bring his father home.
"Well, that's better. You have to learn to be at peace with the situation. Forget the past and get rid of grudges." Chesy smiled broadly.
Oh my goodness, seeing Chesy smiling so loosely, Cazim was satisfied.
"What are you negotiating?" ask Fatih who just showed up.
"Eh, dad." Chesy smiled stiffly, remembering that she had served salty tea. He was indeed not a talent for being a VIP class son-in-law, usually economy class. Heehs... "I'm doing this Mas Cazim's ajakin to meet his biological parents."
"Then? How's Cazim? You agree?" ask Fatih. "In addition to him being your real father, he also has a responsibility for you. Let him fulfill his responsibilities as a parent. And one more thing, this is so that you learn to wipe out grudges. So you can forgive your parents. Without him, you are not in this world."
Cazim rolled his eyes, his face flat. Not interested in that topic at all.
"You go see Mr. Diatma, he's Cazim's real father. Cazim already knows the exact location of his house," said Fatih who seemed more friendly. Although his eyes were still cold and there was no minimal warmth Chesy had already seen peace from within Fatih.
True what Fatih said, it only takes time to accept the situation. Over time, surely over time Fatih will receive Chesy. Not that Fatih is not Cazim's biological parents and Chesy does not care about the blessing he does not get from Fatih. Oh, that's not the law. Precisely Chesy felt care for Fatih because the figure of Fatih far has great merit in Cazim's life.
"All right, I'm going dad!" Cazim said hello and passed. While Chesy nodded with a smile towards Fatih while saying softly, "On the salty tea I was sorry, father."
Fatih just smiled a little.
Chesy then followed Cazim outside.
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