Regrets of Husband and In-Law
Chapters. 25

"Why bengong? Don't want to go in, it's cold Mama?" Said Arfa disperse my daydreams, I still flinch staring at the magnificent and luxurious building in front of his house in magic into a beautiful little garden flowers blooming flowers add to the beauty of the garden.

Two antique jars stand firmly in both corners of the door, a light blue European style house is really my dream home that I have always wanted is my prayer granted by God? Or my taste is the same as Arfa. I don't know like a coincidence.

"Mama, come on, come in" he asked, seeing me still standing looking at the blooming flowers.

"Archila?"

"Eh, yes, what's wrong? What was that about?" Answer her nervously.

"Thinking what the hell, until papa talking in cuekin." He said while thawing.

"Papa, why are we here? This isn't our house, pa" asked Ray with his hands folded over his stomach.

"Yes." Yeah." Timpal his two younger brothers.

"Well! This isn't papa's house, so whose house is it?" Arsila chimed in with a confused face while Arfa only showed a sweet smile.

"Tara. This is home to my beloved wife, her dream home filled with various flower plants and there are several fish ponds near the flower garden." He pointed towards the park.

Both of his neutrals were glassy and mixed happy.

"May I see." Her request.

"No, it's the night, honey, tomorrow look at it, but the kids seem to be sleepy."

"A shitty answer" Arsila said with a manyun.

Finally we all went inside and there were already some of his house assistants lined up to welcome our arrival will I am the king's daughter, all nodding respectfully.

"Good night, Mrs" he said, looking down.

What is. I'm called madam, as soon as I'm in this house? Arfa really treated me as a queen in this palace, thank you Fa, I don't feel my two crystal balls seeping haru, you know, have a husband sosweat kayak in movie movies and novel stories that the woman in love with pampering.

"M-night," I replied with shame, it was strange for me that I was treated this way for all my life.

"Bi, bring our suitcases up," Arfa's orders were directed by the aunt.

His three children are already taking care of him, the baby sitter, and have entered their respective rooms.

"Sir, Madam, do you want to eat? Let auntie flap," asked auntie to make us stop our footsteps.

Arfa looked back and said.

"Sir Bi, we'll just take a break." Answer Arfa.

"Yes, sir."

Chequek.

The bedroom door was opened wide by Arfa and let me in. Her smile never faded always adorned her lips.

"Please enter Mr Princess Arsila darwanti and be aware of Arfa Anugerah?" He said with a sweet smile showing a row of white teeth.

I just nodded and smiled.

Walking towards the money couch was in the room.

Again I was made to a heavy shock when I saw the contents of a complete room, perfect is my life.

"Sir, where is the suitcase?" Ask a young assistant.

"Put it down," point to Arfa in the corner of the room.

"Mr Efa, please make me two warm teas," Pinta Arfa before her name Mbak Efa came out.

Ma'am Efa nodded and exited the room.

"Fa, the room is big, like a ball field. Don't cook here, let's not come out again." I admire Arsila by looking around the room.

"Fa, do you know where this house is, my dream house?"

Irritated at not getting an answer from Arfa made himself turn his body back and surprised he saw Arfa looking at him sharply with his hands folded over his stomach.

"Why Fa, don't you look at me all the time? Indeed the charm of your wife is second to none" his great-grandson winked his eyes.

"You're why, anyway," the problem again has so many times the question is not answered as well.

"The alpha!" He screeched by shaking his arm.

'the Arfa why, so this is it? I think it was good, do not-do kambet again, ' Inner Arsila.

"Ih. So baperan's husband! Ugly knows,"

"I am your husband." The answer is full of emphasis with the word husband.

"Well my beloved husband, so my question was answered by dong?"

"Where's my wife?" Arfa looked at Arsila's still smiling sweet face.

"Ih. Amused to hear Papa?" Both of them chuckled at the ear-ludging words.

The laughter of the two fell silent as the door of the room was knocked from outside.

Tok

Tok

Tok

"Lake in." Declared.

Chequek.

The open door saw Madam Efa carrying a tray containing two cups of warm tea in the message earlier.

"Master, ma'am, here's the tea and the shrimp, too" Mommy Efa put her on the table and walked out.

Arsila was more surprised, knowing from where if every night Arsila had to drink warm tea and snacks that his favorite shrimp bakwan.

"Definitely confused yes, if you know all including Mama's nightgown," he said by raising both eyebrows.

"Yes. Ask your mom or dad." Guess Arsila.

"Well, the Arfa's self-esteem falls, so the problem must be asked in-laws?"

"It could be, if it's about food, but? Sleeping clothes are not possible either." He said by taking a deep breath.

"Here, sitting in his tea mumpung is still warm. After that, you'll use this?" The ink by giving a paper bag to me I don't know what it contains.

Arsila stared confused what was inside, he did not want to bother, he, he sat down beside Arfa and grabbed a warm cup of tea then sipped it in half and placed it on his hand table plucking the conscious fritters so as to whet his appetite and ham, he bit his tub by soaking up each bite.

Arfa looked at his wife who ate fried bakwan so enthusiastically that left one bakwan on her plate.

"Alhamdulillah, if the stomach is filled mah, sleep is also good," he said by yawning.

"Eh, don't sleep first, but the employees are still going to end all of you."

"Make papa. Mama's not strong enough to have her in the stomach." He said by going into the bathroom.

"Ma! Don't forget to wear the clothes that you already love," cried Arfa deafeningly.

Chequelek

The bathroom door opened a little bit Arsila even popped her head.

"Tomorrow pa, mama already wear negligent males replace," after saying he went back in to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Arfa grunts as if this evening should fail again?

'this is all because of the shrimp bakwan so Arsila sleepy, huh!' annoyed Arfa stared at the bathroom door.

Sapid

The switch light was turned off by Arsila.

"Kok, turn off ma, dark. Papa is not used to sleeping dark," he said, pressing the yes switch button again and clicking the light was on again.

Arsila grunts as hell.

"Papa handsome? If the lights are brightly lit, how can you sleep?" Angled him.

"Yes, Mama's already trying to sleep with the kids." Arsila went outside and headed for her son's room.

"Mama!"