Not the Dream Palace
Chapter 21. Feeling Unconsidered

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Chapter 21

Azizah's heart felt slashed sembilu when she heard what her mother-in-law said. He always did his best as much as he could. She never complained or thought ill of a woman who was pregnant and gave birth to her husband. He received all the words and orders of Mama Fatonah without rebuttal. Even though she is tired or busy, she will put her in-laws' wishes first. Even so, it turned out that all his efforts did not get the reply as he expected. She knew from the beginning that Mama Fatonah did not agree with her marriage to Irwansyah. 

Azizah was delighted when she received the attention of her in-laws lately. He felt that he had been accepted as a son-in-law. It turns out it was just his wish. In fact, until now her in-laws have not been able to accept herself as a daughter-in-law.

Azizah's tears slid so hard, that she bit her lower lip so that the sound of her sobs could not be heard by others. Her long hijab was wet because it was used to wipe her tears.

"O Allah, strengthen me" said Azizah, and washed her face to make it fresher and reduce the swelling on her face.

After finishing changing clothes, Azizah also made marrow porridge for Rela. He hoped that his mad brother would eat his congee.

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"Ma, I made porridge for Mbak Rela," Azizah said after opening the room door.

Mama Fatonah was silent and did not say the words of Azizah. Make the woman in the blue veil stand still.

"Just put it on the table, later when Rela wakes up to be eaten by him immediately," Irwansyah and Azizah's orders moved.

Azizah approached Rela after storing the porridge on the table near the bed. 

"Has Mbak Rela's condition improved?" asked Azizah while touching the forehead of the woman who was closing her eyes.

"Yes. He's fine, you don't worry. You should rest before Zuhur time," said Irwansyah.

"I also want to take care of Mrs Rela. Allow me to do it" pinta Azizah.

"Alright then," Irwansyah also moved from beside Rela. He wanted to find another chair for them to sit on.

However, Mama Fatonah who was upset with Irwansyah and Azizah, decided to leave the room. He is increasingly disrespectful to Azizah who he thinks has ruined the happiness of the family of his son and son-in-law.

"Mama's angry, huh?" Seen the sad face of Azizah.

"Mama is in a bad mood, later will also be used again," said Irwansyah with a simple smile.

"Bang, did I stop working and accompany Ms Rela at home?" asked Azizah in a clean manner.

"What are you thinking? Don't you like teaching at PAUD AL-HUDA?" Irwansyah felt disappointed if her young wife stopped working because she felt guilty for the first wife.

"No. It's just that, if I'm at home, it can accompany Ms. Rela and if there's anything I can help her too" Azizah replied.

"Thank you, Iza. You are so kind and always thinking of others. But, you also have to think about what can make you happy," explained Irwansyah while holding both hands Azizah.

"For me, being near that brother already makes me happy," I'm honest Azizah.

"Thank you, may we always be together until death do us part," said Irwansyah and made Azizah very happy.

It felt as if Azizah wanted to shout expressing her happy feelings at this moment. But all that would be impossible for him to do. Moreover, there was his honeymooner there. So, she just gave a brief kiss on her husband's lips.

Without them knowing that all the talk just now was listened to by Rela who was pretending to sleep. Rela's heart feels tight. She did not want to be pitied by Azizah, especially if until her younger brother stopped working because of her.

'O Allah, how difficult and painful is this to learn to be sincere in polygamy?' ask Rela in her heart.

'Faith I am still weak and often accompanied by jealousy.'

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In the afternoon Rela asked Santi to come to her house. Although looks tired face adorned his beautiful face. The assistant came by carrying his boss's favorite ijo bean porridge.

"Alhamdulillah, very delicious, San," said Rela after finishing the porridge.

"More delicious, because the Boss Mom ate it while accompanied by me," replied Santi with a soul confident of her acute level.

Rela laughed amusedly looking at the narcissist of his men.

"San, you live here, huh? Accompany me," Pinta Rela.

"What's? Ih, don't want to. Mending I stay at my house .. my paradise. Although not as good as this house, but the comfort of my parents' house is number one. Five-star hotels only lose," said Santi with his style like a kindergarten child who always makes Rela anxious and laugh. 

"Company …!" reply Relax.

"No. It's satire" Santi said spontaneously and innocently. Relax even laughs louder.

"What's up, anyway? I think it's so exciting." Suddenly Mama Fatonah came into the room.

"This, Ma. Santi from earlier was funny," said Rela while wiping tears in the corner of his eyes.

"No, Oma. I'm not funny, Miss Rela who feels it's funny" Santi denied.

The three women of different generations also talked while laughing. Both Rela and Mama Fatonah were amused by the girl.

"It's very crowded. There was Santi apparently," said Irwansyah who had just entered.

It was seen that the man had just finished his bath. His fresh and fragrant appearance of soap poured out from his body. The four people also spent time talking about the holidays they had experienced first.

"What is it, San?" ask Rela.

"Ish, don't believe it. It was a wooden suspension bridge and if there was a strong wind it would sway the bridge. At that time I was standing right in the middle of a strong wind. I automatically screamed for help because I was afraid until I felt like peeing. Where under it is a very large river and swift flow of water," explained Santi excited to tell a story.

"In the river is there no culture?" mama Fatonah asked as she rubbed her arms.

"Sure I have a monitor lizard. Lots and big, Oma," replied Santi.

"It turns out to want to come to a beautiful place that needs a struggle, yes," said Rela who was still laughing.

Outside the door was Azizah who stood. He was eager to come inside and talk with them. However, he was afraid of his presence there instead messing with the atmosphere inside the room. Moreover, Mama Fatonah who obviously does not like to be close to him, will definitely go out again.

"Why?" asked Aunt Rose cynically.

Azizah glanced at the woman wearing a sepaha negligee. It is clear that Irwansyah does not wear such clothes. It was as if this woman was challenging the head of the family in this house.

"Why is Aunt Rose wearing this shirt again? Not that bang Irwan had given a warning to Aunt yesterday," said Azizah distract.

"Like me, dong! The important thing is that I don't wear these clothes when I get out of the house. You're a Mandul Pelakor!" avenge Aunt Rose, then leave Azizah.

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Will Azizah survive with a household like this? Or did he choose to leave? Wait for it to go, yeah!

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