Regrets of Husband and In-Law
Chapter.23

"The children of his wife Arfa Anugerah were dead, already calm there," Arsila pointed towards the sky.

The woman is shocked when Arsila explains about his wife Arfa.

"Mas, I'm not dead yet" she screeched.

"Sir, if you want to get angry do not be here ashamed, seen by many people," said Arsila.

"Shut up, you. I have nothing to do with you" he replied with a smile.

"Obviously dong, you're dealing with me, because you've been harassing my husband." Arsila's Bad.

"Pa, let's go into why here is not important," Arsila clings to Arfa's hand and goes into the supermarket.

The woman is shocked when Arsila explains that Arfa is her husband. There was a feeling of disappointment his hands clenched strongly.

"Mas." The screech.

"Why am I not your wife, I have waited for the moment I so desperately hoped for. Do we not like our children Mas, he needs the love of a mother, I am the right fit for them. Because I'm the tantenya Mas." The woman wept because her hopes were dashed, after the death of her brother she hoped that Arfa would marry her.

"Mona, I can't marry you, because you're my sister, so forgive me." Arfa.

"Mas, there are a lot of people out there, whose sister-in-law married her sister their lives are fine and happy." Mona was still roaring indistinctly.

The visitors also looked at him with a view of dislike, some are concerned there is also a niyir that humans are not all happy with what happened.

"Here is Mon, you go home, Mas also still have other needs," Arfa left Mona who was still crying.

After entering the supermarket Arsila buy all his needs for the next few days, said Arfa not much because they will go home Arfa.

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"Capek too, come home from the supermarket." Arsila stretched out her stiffened hands.

"Yes, then, Mama just rest, let papa finish all his shopping."

Arsila looked at his handsome face and he smiled.

Arfa who saw him could only frown his forehead.

"Why does Mama smile at her own smile?" Ask wonder.

"I feel that way, funny how you call me Mama and papa ?"

"What's funny, right, is true if you've become Mama and I papa, want to evade the facts." His word.

"So. I don't digress, it's just a little weird, I used to call you anointing and you like to call me Darwanto, uh now even a husband and wife." Chortled.

"Yes." Yeah." Both of them chuckled when they remembered all of that.

"Mas."

"Em" answered Arfa.

"Who is that woman" he asked seriously.

Arfa took a deep breath and sat face to face with his wife.

"Mona is my sister-in-law, since the departure of her brother Monas always approached me, to be married because of kasianan children if she has a mother she does not love him," Arfa explained to Arsila.

Arsila was stunned to think of a mona who claimed that she was his wife. Whether she should believe who she is, Mona or her husband, is full of mystery between them.

Arfa looked at Arsila's doubting face, as if he would know that Arsila doubted the answer.

"Oh."

Only the word 'oh' came out of his mouth.

Seeing the expression of his face arsila makes him so confused explained in detail as well as useless if the response from arsila is cold and flat. Either tired of the body or tired of the mind. His household trips there are always obstacles that come his way to get to the parts.

"You rest, I go out first to see the children."

"Hem." He said by pulling a blanket to cover his entire body.

Arfa who saw his sulking wife could only resign and smiled wryly.

"How else do I explain everything? Huh." The breath that sounded.

He was upset why he had to meet Mona, is not mona in Surabaya? Why is it in Jakarta, "he thought.

'O Allah is the trial what else You gave us, while the age of our marriage is only one day, why it must be found with a fatty and now his sister-in-law again, making his mind dizzy," he said.

"Ngapain also I misuh misuh Arfa, he's been honest with me, why jealous and doubt the answer is I've been his wife," he said.

Tired, Arsila fell asleep in her sleep.

"Mama, wake up ma," Rio shouted with a shake of his arm. Since there was no response from her Rio was not discouraged he kept waking her back up.

"Mama, Rio's anterin sanity?"

"Mama sleepy dear, ask papa who nemenin Rio yes," still lazy Arsila looked at her son.

"Don't want to be equally papa, he wants to be the same Mama," his pampered stretching makes Arsila melt and obey Rio's wishes.

"Yes, it's time, Mama interracial but Mama wash her face first."

"OK." Rio smiled sumringah.

"Mama, Rio wants chocolate-flavored ice cream, okay?" Her chatter.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Udah Ma, we go home" Rio said with a bag of crackers containing several packs of ice cream.

"Pay first, the money love her mother" he said by giving a red sheet of paper to Rio.

Rio ran away with his hand holding the ice cream he ate.

"Son, don't run off and fall for the ice cream" Arsila reminded her son.

Rio did not heed the warning from the arsila himself continued to run and.

Bugs

He hit a handsome man who was getting out of the car, the ice cream he was holding fell and hit his shirt. Arsila who saw him run away to his son.

"I'm sorry my son Mas" he said without looking at her.

"I'm sorry Om," Rio befell her with a trembling voice, arsila tightly grasping her trembling little hand.

"What's wrong Ma'am, his name is also a child" he replied.

His voice was familiar to Arsila, with Arsila bravely staring at the man's face and surprised who he was.

"M-mas Arifin?"