My husband, I Love You

My husband, I Love You
Meet Yessi Again


I got out of the hospital parking lot with Dian's car, and my phone rang again after a while I couldn't wait to touch it.


I turned my gaze to my phone for a moment when I was at the crossroads of the traffic light and when the red light was on.


"Hallo... I'm sorry there's anything else?" I answered after knowing the ring was a call from his mother mas Iwan.


"Cock is only ten too huh Lin? I ask for 20 million means it's still less than 10 million! Mom wait now you transfer to mom's account, hunt huh?" Said his mother mas Iwan without pause.


"I'm sorry Mom, that much money is very much for me, my needs are also a lot to prepare all my wedding needs with mas Dian, and again mother very suddenly it seems like I can't give you that much money Mom, sorry!" I said slowly so as not to offend him


"You promised yourself, your latitude is now arrogant, the doubt is already rich. You become miserly, when later we can replace anyway not forever you will live on top continues right?" Mas Iwan's mother still did not want to budge and still spoke as if I was the cause of a mistake.


"Yes ma'am, but I don't have any debts or concerns with my mother or yessi, so I'm sorry I can't help you, ma'am,"


"That's it... How if you become honey Iwan only, he will surely love you wholeheartedly, however you already have children, than you marry someone else is not necessarily happy, he is happy, but he is happy, moreover, he obstetricians must be accustomed to holding and seeing the property of others, are you not afraid if he plays cheating behind you, besides that you are also a widow where no bachelor can accept marriage to a widow, you must be careful about this Lintang loh!"


Words that are not very comfortable and appreciative of someone, with whom he talks, talking about who and how the interlocutor feels even though it is talking through a mobile phone.


"Sorry Mom, it's not time for my mother to teach me, between us there is no bond, other than the former daughter-in-law and in-law, all about the journey of my life I've learned and be careful in moving forward, so I don't have to bother managing my life, if you have enough to talk, you should just turn off the call." I can't sting anymore.


But a few seconds later the call was cut off unilaterally without a word from the mother Iwan, there was a little relief and I returned to make my way to the place that had been shared location by Icha.


In addition to dropping off Dian mas, I do have plans with Icha to hunt souvernir to order later this month, because my wedding plan with mas Dian is very mepet so all seem rushed and division of duties to get our respective tasks done in mutual care with my family and family Dian mas.


As for Modeste activities and learning for SMK students all purely I leave it to Anik and an assistant for him.


"Ah... There-there's this guy Dad! Who borrowed who gave who, why did he give the emphasis?" I muttered and removed the bluetooth earphones I was wearing.


This time I will ignore the request of Mother Mas Iwan, make me any threat from him is not a must for me.


Love, attention and affection from Dian mas I think more than anything I have ever felt, like the incident I just experienced this morning, aahh.... It turns out that the life of a widow with a young age is not easy and always get a sloping side in any aspect.


Even if talking about the profession, a doctor is a noble job there is no harm either, it all depends on each person, ah .


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"Same as Dian to Mbak? Where's He?" Icha dreary looking for Dian's mas behind me.


"I'm Icha myself, Iwan happened to pick me up and the bike was at the cafe last night, something happened, Icha!" Actually I don't want to start telling stories but who I can confide in, I'm not a super woman who also withstands right and left attacks in a row.


"But he's sick, Icha. I kind of feel pressured by their parents' request mbak Siska, and right now mbak Siska is in the ICU with stage 4 ovarian cancer, this is so scary Icha!" The look in those old eyes reminded me again as that hopeful gaze rained down on the recesses of my fragile soul.


"It's Ma'am! Your marriage is just counting days, you better focus on the goal, okay?" Icha's two fingers gave me some spirit, I replied with my smile as my encouragement as well.


After finishing the lunch and drinks we ordered, Icha and I rushed into a store with various types of bouquets, delivery and sovernir and trinkets for the wedding, birthdays and so on.


"Mr... Uh mbak look at that! Isn't that the woman who had the same day of the shootout as Lintang, huh?"


Icha's index finger leads to someone who is busy picking fresh flowers to make a bouquet, my eyes narrowing in search of the truth that has been caught by my sense of sight and Icha's vision.


Yes really! That figure is Yessi with a man who is worth her age, ah... Where was the old man who was with him? That stupid shit is none of my business.


"Have let Cha, maybe he came here with the same goal," I said in response to Icha's words and discarded any unnecessary prejudices.


I continue to choose the souvenirs that we will give at the wedding later, and the agreement between me and our Dian souvernir mas is a pair of beautiful candles and prioritizing the aroma of therapy, as a symbol between me and Dian mas to both illuminate and enlighten the future of our future marriage, considering my name and the name of Dian mas there is similarities and illumination elements.


(Isa.... Author dah kek fortune teller anyway, he he he he)


"Allah.the ten shoots of love have arrived! Hi how are you Lintang!" Sapa Yessi is reasonable with a twinkle of the eye and a much different appearance.


"Well you said the surgery, it's cured huh? What pain is it?"


"Oh... That's no mbak, no pain anyway, bertar ya mbak!" Yessi passed by leaving me and Icha who were a little surprised by her style that was getting more and more centile, she walked with her hips like following a musical accompaniment.


It turned out that Yessi told the young and handsome man to get in the car after paying for his fresh flower order first, then walked back to me and Icha again who no longer cared about his presence.


"Look, I'm a beauty surgery mom! Let the more beautiful I have to make my face in such a way, so that I can hook any unclean man, and I can soon be rich no need to bother working, just a blink of an eye is all in front of the eyes, he he he,"


"Yessi, where can you do the job, remember Yess... You want to get married and live well with your chosen husband!" I thought this was normal for all women, but not with Yessi.


"Hemmm don't have to arrange! I could have also hooked the old doctor that would-be boy! Just be careful, huh...!" Yessi passed by while leaving behind words that made me and Icha speechless.


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duh piye anyway 🤣😂 is not a child neither mother nor insyaf yet, we give the wind first yes Mak 🤭 to be enjoyed first pity also new operation permak face tuh 😂 ask for comments that make nyahok tuh the widow less Mateng bakas om Ricky donk 🤣😂


Greetings Always Healthy Always Prosperous by RR 😘