Stupid With A Boy 1
Chapter 68 The Life of the Son

It does not feel the age of marriage Son and Sandra have entered the fourth month. During that time, the Son had not touched Sandra at all. Every time Sandra protests, there is a reason Putra can refuse Sandra's invitation.

"Mas, why the hell every time I invite you so surely you refuse. Inget Mas, we are married. So it is my right to get it from you" Sandra said as she and the Son were in their room.

"Sandra, I've never told you that our marriage is not legal, because I married you in your condition again pregnant. And that's not legal in religion, Sandra. So, how could I possibly have sex with you again. I don't want to do zina anymore like I used to. Just once I've done that dirty thing." Obviously Son, he had given Sandra many times but until this moment the woman never wanted to understand.

"That's always the reason for you, Mom. Just tell me you don't want to touch me, Mas. Is it because I'm not sexy anymore because I'm pregnant, that's actually the reason you refuse me, because you don't want to see my body shape. Moreover, my stomach has begun to grow," Sandra's great-granddaughter still kekeh do not want to know the reason the Son refused to relate like a husband and wife in general.

"It's up to you to judge what, San. All the reasons I've said. Whether you believe it or not is none of my business." Emotions are also long-time close to Sandra, therefore the Son chose to go out of the room.

The son decided to sit on the terrace with a cup of coffee.

He looked down at the road, his eyes glaring far away somewhere, which he must be feeling like a body without life. Living but without passion, living something that is not the heart's desire is something he deeply regrets. But, inevitably, he had to accept all of this. At least until the baby in the womb Sandra was born, after that he will rethink what steps he will take.

"It looks like I should move out of here. It's not comfortable living with your in-laws. Even though they are good, there is still an awkward feeling that actually makes me seem unable to freely step in. Yeah, I'm gonna talk about this plan with Sandra. Hopefully he will accept my proposal." Mumbled Putra while sipping a cup of coffee that still reflects smoke.

Before long, a car came into the yard. Who else would have owned the car if not the Son's own in-laws.

"Son. You sit outside the gini. Alone anyway. Where's sandra??" The new mother-in-law got out of the car and approached her.

"There's in the room, Ma. I want to enjoy the air in the afternoon on the terrace, Ma." he said immediately kissed the hands of Papa and Mama-in-law.

"Oh, that. Yaudah, Papa and Mama go in first. Very hot, take a shower!!" Said Mama-in-law. Both of them walked into the house.

"Why and Mom just got home??" sandra asked when she saw that her parents had just entered the house.

"Yes, you're Mama and Papa going to the room first. Surround your husband outside. Mama saw the son sitting on the porch. Sana gih, you samperin him. Kasian, your husband is alone." Tell her Mom to Sandra. While the Papa had already entered the room first.

"Yes, Ma!!

Arriving at the front door, Sandra saw her husband drinking coffee as his eyes looked towards the street. I do not know what the middle of the man was thinking, so that her husband did not realize the presence of the wife nearby.

"Bag!!" call Sandra in a soft voice so as not to surprise the husband. The son looked at me without saying anything. Sandra sat right next to her husband.

"With you here, I want to say something to you" said the Son with a serious look. "Has Mama and Papa Kamj been in the room?" ask the Son before he begins to speak seriously to the Wife.

"Udah, they just entered the room. Why did Mas? what do you want to talk to me about??"

"I'm planning to let you move out of this house. We live in the house I'm going to buy. I haven't paid for the house yet. Wait for your decision first. If you agree, I'll pay for the house. I'm not comfortable staying here, living hitchhiking with both of your parents. Yep... Even though I know they're very good. But still I feel uncomfortable, and awkward. How, do you agree with my plan???" The son wanted to know what his wife's response was about his invitation to stay at the house that the Son would later buy.

"I don't have a problem, Mom. But, is it possible that Mama and Papa will convince us to move, Mas?? I'm sure they'll reject your plan." The son was relieved that Sandra agreed with the plan. Stay how did he convince both parents Sandra to give permission to bring their daughter to live in their own home. Hopefully they will give permission right away. So it won't take him long to get out of that house and live independently without any interference from anyone.

"That business let me take care of it. I'm sure both of your parents must have given you permission. Oh yeah, one more. The house that I will buy later is not the size of your house. Are you going to question that??"

"No problem. As long as I live with you, I accept whatever you give me."

"Thank God it was like that. Yes, mending you enter first. I still want to sit here. You're mending a break in the room."

"But I still want to be here, Mom." Sandra Whine.

"It's too late in the afternoon, you better get in."

Seeing the firmness of the Son's words, Sandra finally relented and then she entered the house.

The sun is increasingly sinking makes the situation around start to darken. The son finally decided to follow the wife into the house. His steps were lighter because he was satisfied to breathe the afternoon air in front. When he got inside, he did not find the whereabouts of his two in-laws. All that looks is ART who is busy in the kitchen cooking for dinner later.

"What's Bik cooking?" tanya Putra approached her ART. He seemed to be stirring something in a pot.

"Eh, Mas Putra's. This... Bibik again makes rawon Mas. It was the big lady who asked to make it. What does the son need? You want to drink or snack on something. Let aunt prepare."

"No, I no longer want anything. Just want to go over there bibik. From that moment on it seemed like the focus was really on cooking. Yes, I stayed in the room first Bik. What's good is the cooking, let me continue to eat it later," joked Putra.

"Ready Mas!! Guaranteed Bibik cuisine will make Mas nibih continue," chirps ART that makes Putra menungguk smile for a moment. After that, he went to his room.