Not my Choice Husband
Part 8's. Wrong kick
Nira could immediately guess that the middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful was the mother of Arka, who was none other than her in-laws. Bad impression, his first encounter. Not dress up pretty. This it? She was like a crazy woman who failed to get married.
Nira tries to ask Arka for help. From under the table, his feet kicked Arka's legs.
"Arka, what are you doing?" ask mama.
With a frown, Arka looked at her confused mother.
"Why what?" Arka asked back.
"You kicked a leg, Mama." replied Mama Sovi.
Arka glanced sharply at Nira whose head was bowed.
"Hhhhhhh,, then,,,! Damn it! Why the wrong target?" mummified Nira. He just found out that what he kicked was his in-laws' feet.
"It's not me, Ma. Maybe it's a rat." explained Arka with the corner of the lips interested.
"What's? You said I was what? The rat? You insolent Ark! You're the rat's grandfather!" as if Nira is in the heart.
"Well, there's a rat in this house? Later mama told Pak Rahmat to find the rat to be quickly thrown away. Mama amused." said mama Sovi while shivering in horror.
Arka nodded her head.
"agree! Throw it away, Ma. To make the mouse kapok. If necessary, the rat is skinned first." said Arka.
"Review you Arka! When you sleep, I'll choke you! The staff likened me to a mouse." Nira grumbled inwardly with her hands clenched tightly under the table.
"Already! We're not talking about rats anymore!" mama Sovi ended the conversation about the rat. He forgot to ask the beautiful woman who was sitting opposite him.
"Arka, who are you carrying?" mama Sovi asked, staring intensely at Nira. Women who still wear the bride's kebaya.
"Wife." replied Arka briefly without looking at her mother who was already standing next to her.
His mother was shocked to not believe until the tea water he poured into the Ark cup was full and overflowing because he could not believe Arka's answer.
"Sory, sory! Mama unintentionally, dear." said mama Sovi immediately grabbed a tissue to clean Arka's pants.
"You sure? Your wife? You must be kidding me, right?" mama Sovi asked still in disbelief. Fear Arka only lies or hires women, because all this time always urged by her to get married immediately considering her age has entered 32 years.
"Mama doesn't believe?" asked Arka and answered with a headband by mama Sovi.
"Don't, Mama. Arka himself also does not believe." seloroh Arka very relaxed without caring about Nira at all.
"Ish, you are! The old man asked seriously, you answered origin!" grouse mama Sovi.
"She is indeed my wife, Ma." explained Arka with her cold attitude.
"OK, okay! Mama believes. But, when did you marry her?" ask mama Sovi again.
"Yesterday." answered Arka.
"What?" mama Sovi's eyes glared perfectly.
Plaque....!
Mama Sovi's hand landed right on Arka's right arm, and was able to make Arka grimace in pain.
"You! You brat! Disgusted son! Married secretly without telling Mama, without inviting Mama? What kind of child are you? Are you not thinking of Mama anymore?" snapped at Sovi's mother who was angry because she did not know at all about her son's marriage. Because this should be the moment he is waiting for.
"Good! Get him, Mama-in-law! Get beaten up!" nira in the heart.
"It's sudden, Ma." explained Arka.
"Wait on! Suddenly said? Don't tell me that,,," mama Sovi looked at Nira's stomach.
Nira who was stared at, directly stroked his stomach.
"No, Aunt. I'm not pregnant. I could swear. I'm a good woman." said Nira while pointing two fingers. He doesn't want any misunderstandings. Especially until people think nothing of it.