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Still Have Patience Stock?

"Please, Bi." Azam patted Auntie's sullen shoulder because she had to cook again, but the middle-aged woman was still very tired, she cooked alone with more portions than usual

. "Sorry Arzu too, huh?" pinta Azam sincerely.

"His soup is ripe, Den, just a little more," whined a sad Aunt. "Non Arzu how the hell ah, the time of the soup that Auntie cooked is plastered with gift boxes like this."

Aunty took the gift box, doused it with clean water then opened it.

"Well, it's a necklace, Den!" exclaimed Aunt with sparkling eyes. "Non Arzu must be pretty wearing this." Bibi's annoyed face immediately turned into a cheerful look, a sign he was very written to love Arzu.

Azam took the necklace and noticed it, and he knew it was a diamond that was definitely not cheap. It was supposed to be a special gift, but Arzu put it in a pot instead.

"What's this?" asked David who had just entered the kitchen, he was astonished to see Azam standing side by side with Aunt in the sink.

"Non Arzu goes into the box of grain into the soup, Den David." Aunt complained quickly. "Must cook again Auntie."

"Oh yeah? How can?" screeched David with a deep frown.

"This is the prize!" Azam immediately handed the necklace to David, and when the man was shocked, the look in his eyes was different after he realized the necklace was a necklace that his mother had prepared for Arzu. "From your mother" said Azam.

David picks up the necklace and remembers Arzu's birthday two years ago.

"He used to give this, too" murmured David. "But Arzu threw him in the trash. And now, he's throwing it in a pot of soup?"

David smiled obliquely, then he returned the necklace to Azam. "You will soon be her husband, Zam, so please keep this for Arzu."

"No way!" Azam refused quickly and it was not cheap, but David pulled the man's hand and placed the necklace in Azam's hand.

"We believe in you, Zam," said David. "We chose you to be Arzu's husband."

As Azam stared at the necklace, he remembered Mama Irene's longing gaze on Arzu. I can't imagine being in both positions.

"I'll make him wear this later" muttered Azam confidently.

Meanwhile, Arzu who was currently in her room could only take a deep breath while stroking her chest which again felt tight.

"Why does that woman have such a big head?" furious Arzu. "I told you I don't want a gift from him, I still want to give it." He was breathing rough. "Do I need to die first so he doesn't interfere with my life anymore?"

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David asked Bibi not to cook any more soup, he felt sorry for the old woman if she had to cook from scratch. For dinner, David bought it from the outside.

They had dinner together like family, and unknowingly it made Arzu happy. Especially when Ummi Umaroh added vegetables to his plate and said, "The food is important and good for you."

"Thank you" said Arzu sincerely.

"Together," replied Ummi Umaroh who now smiled softly.

"But Auntie's not good-ass because I'm still a daughter-in-law, right?"

"GODDESS ... UHUK!"

Azam's beloved mother immediately choked on her own food, while others could only gawk at what came out of Arzu's pretty lips.

The curse is uncivilized!

David could only gawk, he was already at a loss for words to advise his sister.

Malik could only shake his head, he did not expect Azam would marry the girl who spoke without the brake. Either will be like their lives later after them, but Om Malik is very hopeful that the marriage will make Arzu change for the better.

"Why?" ask Arzu. "Usually people will do very sweet and good in the beginning, Papa must also experience, right?" asked Arzu, the girl was now looking at Ummi Umaroh whose face had turned red from choking.

"Tante must have met someone like that, right? At the beginning, be very sweet and kind. But it's gonna change. I just want to make sure, is Auntie going to be sweet just now or until later?"

"ENOUGH, Arzu!" snapped Papa Aji.

"It's okay, Om," Azam exclaimed quickly.

To be honest, he was also annoyed by the questions that Arzu asked, especially Azam knew his mother was not a good pretentious or sweet-ass. "Is there anything else you want to ask, Arzu?" ask Azam.

Ummi Umaroh could only sigh deeply, he was still trying to patiently face Arzu. It also justifies Arzu's words, most people will be very sweet at the beginning of the meeting.

"No, that's it" replied Arzu.

"Please answer, Ummi," Azam asked his mother.

"Tante is trying to make you comfortable and happy, Arzu," Ummi Umaroh said. "So you get used to it because in the village later Aunt will be your parents. And as a parent, his kindness won't change from start to finish."

"OK," said Arzu with a big smile. "Because Aunty will be a good mother-in-law, I will also be a good daughter-in-law."

David and Papa Aji can only massage his temple, while Azam now only smiles thinly. In his heart he prayed, asking that his mother have more patient stock. Azam was very sure, Arzu was actually a good boy.

...🦋...

The next day, David and Papa Aji start the day as usual. Now they have more breakfast friends.

As usual, Arzu rarely had breakfast. Either because the girl hasn't woken up, or just lazy out of the room.

After finishing breakfast, Papa Aji and David went to the office because both of them had important jobs. However, they both also advised Azam, as well as his mother and Om not to be awkward at home. Especially when they become family.

"Mistress?" call Aunt Ummi Umaroh who is currently in her room.

Ummi Umaroh opened the door immediately. "What's up, Bi?" ask Ummi Umaroh.

"Emmm ... Madam Irene wanted to talk," Aunt replied half in a whisper, as if afraid that someone would hear. "Non Arzu's mom wants to talk on the phone." Further.

Ummi Umaroh followed Bibi to the living room, then he took the phone handle on the table.

"Assynogaal?" sapana.

"Waalaikum greetings, Ma'am," replied Mama Irene. "I'm Irene, Arzu's mother."

"Yes, Auntie told you," Ummi chuckled. "What's up, Ma'am?"

"Can we meet for a minute? I want to have a little chat with the candidate besan."

"God can, when?"