Marrying Sister-in-law
Of jealousy?

After the quarrel, Pras and Dara finally chose to go home. The long journey is very boring plus the atmosphere is all awkward between the two, making Pras can only sigh annoyed.

Dara still can not forgive Pras who according to her will, and Pras was upset because Dara still did not like it.

"Assalamualaikum" said his greetings on his parents' doorstep.

They did not return to his house but to the house of the virgin parents, to pick up his son Ega.

"Waalaikum salam", a reply came from inside the house. Her mother opened the door and welcomed her son and daughter-in-law.

"Mama" Andara immediately hugged the woman she had missed so much these past few days. Pras only looked at the two of them.

"Darling, invite your husband in." mama dara gently rubbed his back and invited him inside.

"Yes ma" said Andara

Ma.. dara kangen mama." he said spoiled and wrestled on his mother's arm.

"In Pras." said mama did not listen to the virgin's speech. Answered a nod by Pras, and stepped inside.

"Become, you are married. Don't be like a little gini." said mama scolding dara.

"It's okay, Ma." Pras replied

Dara just sing her lips annoyed at her mother.

Oh yeah, where's Ega?" ask Pras. Pras sat on the sofa and looked around.

"Dear, Maya. Bring Ega here." call mom.

Maya enters the guest room holding Ega, the child laughs at her parents in front of her.

"Hello papa" said Maya imitating the voice of a child.

"Papa" bathin dara stared disliked towards Maya. Maya calls Pras papa? his bathin.

"Hello dear," Pras greeted his son.

"Courtesy papa, how are you?" pras said and took Ega from Maya's sling.

"Aren't you fussy, is it May?" pras

"No pa. After all, there is Mr. Rama sir, Ega likes to play with his grandmother." replied Maya

Why do I just realize if Pras and Maya are close, it turns out that they are both familiar, or not...

"Ma...." Pras calling dara made dara surprised.

"Ma" Pras repeated his call. Pras knows if dara daydreams.

"Yes" replied the stammering virgin.

"Pleash Ega's clothes, we go home now. Papa still has work left unresolved. Papa is afraid that we might be stuck in traffic" Pras said.

"No food yet, Pras?" ask mama

"Other times ma, after all Pras and Dara have eaten earlier in the mall, right Ma?" pras asked to dara.

"Eh.i.iya." replied the stammered virgin.

"Yes ma." answered dara

"May, has everything gone wrong?" ask dara towards Maya who still stands not far from Pras.

"Eh.had Ma'am" answered Maya.

"Ma, we go home first, greetings to papa." said Dara kissing her mother's cheek. Pras also said goodbye while holding Ega.

"Here, let me be the fat one" said Dara before Pras handed Ega to Maya.

"May you come back" said Dara to Maya.

Dara holds her son and holds him in front, while Pras drives his car. Maya could only sit quietly watching her two masters.

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After putting Ega to sleep, Dara returned to her room. Pras is still busy with his cell phone in his hand.

"I don't like it, you're too familiar with Maya" said Andara.

Pras lifted his head but a few minutes later he refocused on the flat object in his hand.

"I'm just reminding you." came back to talk

"Does that mean you're jealous?" Ask Pras

"Of course not." answered quickly

"no? then what did you mean earlier." Pras back provoked a rage.

"Nothing, I just don't like you getting too close to him" said Dara reasoned.

"What right do you have to forbid me? I'm free to be friends with anyone, and anyway he works at our house, looking after our son. What's wrong if I'm friendly with him?" tanya Pras.

"Whatever, I'm just reminding you, I don't want anyone else seeing a misunderstanding, and Maya misrepresented your kindness."

Pras got up and walked towards the bed, then sat down next to the virgin.

"Whose people? no one else, just you and me. I'm sure you're jealous." Pras said

Dara turned her head, her good breath going down holding back the anger. "I told you I'm not jealous, whatever, I'm tired of arguing with you" said Dara.

Pras hugged him and whispered. "I'm glad you're jealous, that means you love me too" Pras chuckled.

"Who said I was jealous? I'm not jealous I hate you." Dara beat Pras blindly back.

Pras laughed and caught a virgin's hand, then with a single bang he laid his body under his fire.

Dara was silent, she just stared at the bead of shady eyes that she had admired first.

Pras slowly moved his face, his virgin reflexes closing his eyes.

"I love you" whispered Pras

After that he rose to leave the virgin who was still lying on the bed.