One Roof With Honey Choice In-Law
Oppressed In-Law & Honey

...Just because there is no fetus growing in your womb, do not make you ignore other babies around you....

The sentence that Ral said the other day was very imprinted on Dzakiyya's mind. During this time he was too focused on barren verdicts and various kinds of efforts. To forget that there are so many babies out there who need a helping hand from him.

Luckily Ral reminded Dzakiyya that day. Otherwise, perhaps Dzakiyya was still caught in grief. Not knowing when to get out of the circle of despair that made him slump so deeply. And this is where Dzakiyya is today. Stand between the baby boxes with a big smile.

His arrival to the orphanage was not just to see those disadvantaged children. But also make donations and hand over some needs to them.

"Who is this baby's name. It's gorgeous!" praise Dzakiyya when you see a beautiful baby that is still red. It looks like the baby is less than a week old.

"Name Amira. His father died in an accident. His mother had to leave him here because there were two other children" replied a guard.

Dzakiyya nodded, then touched Amira's chin with her finger. Amira was still too small, the only response she gave was to move her head and turn her lips as if asking for milk.

Dzakiyya continued on. I saw another funny baby. Dzakiyya felt pity and wanted to take home one of them. But that intention Dzakiyya kept because the circumstances were not possible. Not about money, but about his father-in-law. Her in-laws would have been unhappy if Dzakiyya had adopted a baby. Moreover, Nafisa was already pregnant which they thought was Abidzar's son.

Dzakiyya sighed, then looked at another baby whose age was bigger. From the other box, a handsome baby boy who was learning to sit saw Dzakiyya. The baby was so agile. Smiling broadly while moving his legs and hands as if asking in a carry.

"Looks like Yusuf asked in a carry. Does Miss Dzakiyya not mind?" ask the guard kindly.

"Of course not. Let me carry it," replied Dzakiyya.

Dzakiyya carried Joseph carefully. Joseph was getting excited. Not just moving his legs and arms. Yusuf also invited Dzakiyya to speak the language of the baby that is difficult to understand.

"Yusuf, what are you saying. Do you like being carried in a car like this?" ask Dzakiyya.

Joseph laughed wider. Showing his gums that are still not overgrown with teeth. Dzakiyya enthusiastically brought Yusuf and invited him to play. Understandably, Dzakiyya always wanted to have a son. Abidzar wanted a daughter. They argued about this while the two were still dating. Unfortunately, whether male or female, they have not gained any trust for it. And maybe forever will never have a chance at it.

That day Dzakiyya did not just carry Joseph. But also carrying other babies. That's right what Ral said. They need a mother's touch. Because when Dzakiyya held him, they would fall asleep some time later. Maybe they think Dzakiyya is his mother.

After feeling enough Dzakiyya also returned home with a happy hue. The smile continues to expand. It made Diana who saw it think Dzakiyya was crazy. While Dzakiyya who saw the face of her in-laws less friendly immediately approached.

"Ma, sorry Dza just got home!" Dzakiyya.

"That's great. You see what time it is?" ask Diana.

Dzakiyya glanced towards the wall clock. The clock still shows at two o'clock in the afternoon. But why did her in-laws scold her as if she was coming home late at night.

"It's still two o'clock in the afternoon, Ma!" answer Dzakiyya.

"Still at two o'clock you said. You know what your in-laws are supposed to be and what time does Nafisa eat?" diana asked with a table.

"Mama hasn't eaten?" ask Dzakiyya.

Since Nafisa became pregnant, Abidzar has increased the number of maids in this house. Then strictly forbid Dzakiyya to do homework. A chef also Abidzar provides. Why haven't they eaten. But Dzakiyya refused to argue. Just cooking it.

"Dza ready to eat for mama now, huh?" Dzakiyya.

Dzakiyya resigned herself and immediately went to the kitchen to cook aided by the chef and some maids. While Diana who saw Dzakiyya was still smiling, she was even more annoyed.

"That's great. Samimu remarried and your mother died. But you're still happy that way. It seems like my lesson is lacking, "inner Diana.

Forty minutes later, various dishes began to be served. Dzakiyya immediately called for his in-laws and honey to eat before the dish went cold.

"Darling, let's eat this. This is good for the health of the fetus!" diana said by putting a piece of fish on Nafisa's plate.

"Thank you, Ma!" nafisa.

Diana fed Nafisa sweetly. Several times it seemed to choose and take which food Nafisa should eat.

"How's it?" ask Diana.

Nafisa glanced at Dzakiyya who was serving soup. Actually very good. But there is no way Nafisa praises Dzakiyya's cooking.

Diana tasted the food. Nothing is strange. But he must still blame Dzakiyya even though Dzakiyya is right though. "You must have been on purpose, right?" snapped Diana.

Dzakiyya who does not understand where the fault lies just keep quiet. It could even be said to be slow to react. "Is something wrong, Ma?" ask Dzakiyya.

"You see no. You don't like the food you make you know?" diana snapped while putting down the spoon violently.

Dzakiyya. Then think of a way to keep his in-laws from getting angry. "Dza will cook another dish, Ma!" Dzakiyya.

"Both together!" nafisa's grunts are upset.

"It won't be long" promised Dzakiyya.

But Nafisa who had Diana's support was becoming more and more self-destructive. Somehow the in-laws and honey were so compact that it made Dzakiyya difficult.

"Ma, Nafisa's not hungry. But Nafisa's feet are aching!" lamented Nafisa.

"Pregnant people are often sore. Which part is bad?" ask Diana.

"Everything, Ma!" answer Nafisa.

Diana saw two legs of Nafisa who said sore. Then without thinking directly shouted at Dzakiyya. "You're saying you're still standing there. Here's Nafisa's quick foot massage!" snapped Diana

"Dzakiyya ma'am?" ask Dzakiyya.

"You're deaf. Yes that's you. Who else if not you!" diana replied with a sewot.

Dzakiyya. Wanted to sit on the chair next to Nafisa. But Nafisa shifted the chair that Dzakiyya wanted to occupy. Of course what Nafisa did made Dzakiyya astonished.

"Then how do I massage?" dzakiyya Protest.

"You can sit or kneel on the floor!" ketus Nafisa's.

"Nafisa, can't be a little polite. I'm Mas Abid's first wife!" dzakiyya Protest.

"What's the point of a first wife if she's not pregnant!" sahut Nafisa's.

"Missful!" Dzakiyya.

His voice is a little higher. It doesn't matter if Nafisa wants to be taken. But this is not how it works. Why also bring back about her not being able to get pregnant. Of course the two people's quarrel caught Diana's attention.

"Dzakiyya, you don't know how sore legs feel when pregnant. So you can't give. What's so hard about sitting on the floor anyway?" snapped Diana.

"That's not what Dza means, Ma!" bela Dzakiyya's.

But her defense was not heard by Diana. And the all-outly defended Breath was getting above the clouds.

"Enough, Dzakiyya!" shouted Diana.

"Let's go fast!" nafisa.

Again Dzakiyya relented. Not fighting despite being treated like babu by his own in-laws and honey. Just now Dzakiyya was kneeling on the floor. Dzakiyya also just touched Nafisa's leg. But Nafisa had already complained and kicked Dzakiyya.

"Can I mijit ga anyway?" shouts Nafisa.

Nafisa got up not knowing what she would do. But he had already snatched the glass of water that was on the table. But Abidzar's voice stopped him.

"What are you guys doing?" ask Abidzar.

"Mas Abid?" nafisa Gumam.

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