Regrets of Husband and In-Law
Kapok

While we were talking from the side, the noise made us both turn our heads.

A middle-aged man was angry and cursing from his voice I knew who it belonged to, huh. That's your voice, but how did he know there was a wedding party here?

"Mana Rangga! Where!" His voice boomed violently making the invited guests stare at the Father.

Mas Rangga wrong way I look at his face full of confusion, there is a sense of satisfaction in this heart there is no need for me to make a commotion and avenge the heartache of the father who is willing to do it far from where we he got here also to hit his daughter-in-law.

There was a strange gurgle apparently he wanted to run away I had to prevent him from running away from this fact he who had incised a wound in the heart of my parents.

"Mas Rangga is going!" I deliberately called him to let you know that the person he was looking for was with me.

"Sttt," Mas Rangga put his finger together to keep me quiet.

"Why Mas, there is a guest nyariin Mas," I said by pointing to the Father.

"God! You dare marry another woman, now where my son Arsila is, HAH!" Jerking the Father by clenching his hands clearly visible veins that protrude.

'Sir, I'm here, accompanying your daughter-in-law, ' my inner self.

Is it true that I am beautiful so that my own father does not recognize her?

"Where's MY son!" His impact again by pulling the collar of his shirt rough.

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He slapped him twice to make Rangga oleng.

"This is what, who you come angry angry, please sir don't break our son's party," said the mother who was a copulate I make sure he is a fat mother.

He let go of his hand and looked at his mother's fat face.

"Ask your ghost." Terang.

"Son Rangga what is this, and who is this father?" Ask wonder.

I saw in the corner of Bu Darmi in-laws I was trembling to see his behavior that had been sniffed by the Father.

Don't ask my heart is reog frenzied, there is a satisfaction of its own.

Mas Rangga just mutely confused between being honest or lying. If he is honest then he must be ready in the amuk gendis father.

"Look explain to your in-laws. Should I explain?" Ask the father again in a slightly softened voice.

The one asked was just scratching their heads irritating my father and me.

When the father was about to hit Rangga mas arrived the mother-in-law came in a hurry to approach the father.

"Don't hit my son, sir, this is a misunderstanding" he said, pulling Rangga's hand.

Is she Kate misunderstanding? Oh, my mama to you really hated the lies she told you.

Now it's Bu Darmi's turn in the eyes of the Father I saw several times the father took a breath.

"Mom, let me never go to school and not read, but I'm not stupid. I before here to make sure it myself and I also asked Mr. Lurah that it is true that there are married Rangga Putra bin Darsono is not Rangga Putra his son's mother? And Darsono is mom's husband?" Father's speech at length makes the mother-in-law silent a thousand languages.

Anjirr, my in-laws are good at lying, it fits into a nyungsep fish soap opera. Instead of feeling guilty instead ngeles rich bajaj.

"From the first time I have disagreed that my son is married to the mother's son, Rangga where Arsila."

Mas Rangga just shook his head.

Makes my father angry with him.

"Arciliar. Arsila, if we had seen your husband's behavior you love, now he's encoding with another woman" he said in tears.

It feels like I want to hug you right now, so unfortunately for me the boy who never listened to his advice, 'forgive Arsila sir, ' my tears broke in my heart.

"I beg you very much! Give me back my son, didn't you two ask me to? If you don't like it then take it home because Arsila still has parents." Say it again with a sad face.

"Excuse me." Take care of your father and leave the show.

"Ar, don't you want me to tell deck sir that you're Arsila's son?" Arifin reminded me.

I shook my head quickly. "No, not now, just wait for the time" I replied.

"Kasian Loh sir dek, he seems sad."

"I know."

Now the festive party suddenly became tense.

"Later home I'll call him, and tell him that his son is fine."

Mas Arifin just smiled, I know the meaning of his smile.

"Ar, why don't you just split up?" The question makes me smile.

"I want to play games first."

I heard her heavy breathing from him.

"When I make you happy, Ar, if you were straight with you when I love." Unmistakably.

"Let's go by, maybe we weren't created to have each other?"

"If you're divorced, will you marry me? I will always wait for you." Steadily.

"I'm married to a kayah. Moreover, Mas the person is good, handsome and well-established," I answered steadily if our soul mate is only for a lifetime of corn I do not want to repeat married to a rich man.

"Why?"

"Rubber." The ceplosku.

"Don't equate me with Rangga, obviously we're different. Because I love you Ar." From the look in his eyes looks the sincerity of his love for me.

"Liat ntar." My answer is just to appreciate it.

Her originally faint smile now became bright after hearing my answer.