Regrets of Husband and In-Law
Unbelievingly

Since meeting with mas Rangga made my heart restless, there is not still love for him but pity, his household life is no longer in line with the woman he loves, huff, huff, why am I dizzy? I should have thought about what to do, tomorrow will be the arrival of the Gentleman whose son will be betrothed to me, who else if not Arfa the melehoy his hands waving tired deh.

I want to be betrothed to a man half jejadian can be used cosmetics tool I used up and another Arfa will exchange clothes my full negligee already suffering Arsila, Arsila, before the meeting took place then I had to have a lot of stock whose name was patient or a lot of friends with the patient sir.

"Sir, you've prepared, meet with son Arfa?" Ask father.

"Either sir, said not ready, but eventually met too, anyway, the Arfania want to come here too?" Answer lethargic.

"Surely you guys fit in, she's a widower too but-"

The father paused his words there was doubt in the heart of the father, seen from the look in his eyes.

"But what, sir, was caught with his wife when she was half-woman,"

"Not Nduk."

"Then?"

"She's a widower of three children," the mother chimps from behind.

Eatdah. Turns out she had a kid too, her canary is okay too.

"Cius Ma'am? The Arfa who always had children," I asked half kepo whether he really had children or children of other people, can help kale.

Plakk.

Mother clapped my arm with bulging eyes ah, if mother had it so it's a true sign that Arfa had a child.

"If you talk mbok in the filter anyway. Son Arfa turned into a macho and handsome man, later tonight he wants to come here with his children, so, I ask you not to ketusikan your prospective baby?" Obviously mother.

Instead of making noise with parents even increase my sins. "Enggeh Ma'am?" About the Arfa same army just in his mind. The important thing is that my father's mother kept telling me, long time ago I got to me I got to do it too.

"True your mother Nduk, if you see Arfa now you must be throwing like a fish lacking water and the father's purpose for your marriage at that time." Full of confidence about the father talking like that I do not necessarily want, ah the same father mother is already used to use the same shamannya the Arfa.

"Hehehe," I just showed a mocking grin.

"Now it's four o'clock in the afternoon, there's a beautiful bath and shower" said the mother.

"Hem." I just want to be in whatever with them.

"That's really Arfa's army? Hadeehh, tired of it. Marriage is equal to the widower plus the parcelanne." I just shook my head imagining everything could be destroyed like a ship broke.

Tok, tok sound room door knocked by mom.

"Sir, the guest has come, sneak out, you have to see your child's prospective children are funny and shiny, let alone bontot, ih, the mother kepengen nyubit deh." I just shake my head while patting my nonong jidat.

Krek, my room door is wide open, it is clear that mother tonight is very, very happy like never before when Mas Rangga's family came to propose, both of my parents only showed flat and indifferent faces, but right now her face was so happy.

Should I reject Arfa's proposal, it would mean that I have ruined the happiness of my mother and father.

'Yeah, how is it, Arsila ribet? Look who knows the Arfa tile, not as you think, ' I monologue myself.

"Masyaalloh, the son of a beautiful mother as complex as possible, ntar nak Arfa must be klepek with your charm Nduk." Praise mother.

"Of course, ma'am, the Arfa will be fascinated by the beauty of the flower widow." Ketusku.

Mom is holding my arm right now I'm just wearing a nut-colored knee-length dress with matching flip-flops. Don't be so prejudiced by me, because the flip-flops I'm wearing aren't just any. If you see it will surely.

"Mom, I'm going to go to the bathroom first, mommy first," I'm going to take time.

Mother nodded and left me she walked towards the living room.

After mom left I just stood lamenting my fate either to say will get happiness.

"Mama!" Shouted the three boys by hugging my leg.

Heh. Is this really Arfa's son? Well, that could be that. Arfa time in the village used to be an item of grass squalor for cows, what is his wife bule? Ah, itchy my head thinking of Arfa.

' This is a very nervous boy, right said the mother.' My mind feels like I want to use the cheek that puffed up.

"Mama, really, diem." The firstborn said that among them he was the greatest.

Obviously I was silent, neither was his mother.

"This is a very handsome boy when his son Arfa?" Convince me.

It's hard to believe in everyone.