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I immediately welcomed my mother and my mother and my sister Rus happily, and I immediately kissed the back of her hands as a gesture of reverence to the two women I knew who loved my husband dearly.

It was unexpected because they did not give any news first. My mother-in-law immediately gave up longing for her favorite granddaughter, Sagara.

In the shelter of Sagara even though the child was sleeping fast and was not at all disturbed by what Masayu's mother was doing.

Two glasses of lychee syrup with the addition of lemon juice, selasi seeds, and jelly aloevera I served with warm risoles that I just fried, I just fried, then I immediately served two people who I respect as much as my real mother.

"Bude's mom didn't tell me she wanted to come? I'm the same as Akram, 'will be able to pick up at the airport."

My mother-in-law who has come until now is still at home fondling Sagara now takes a seat next to Bude Rus. "We're sorry I don't tell you guys, tomorrow we have an invitation and the afternoon goes straight home again."

"Well, what's the rush, ma'am? At least I'm the same Bude should stay here a few days." I tried to persuade the two women who were still beautiful at her age to stay over.

The Bude Rus who had just sipped the cold syrup I made looked gently at me. "We can't stay for long, Nduk. The garden starts harvesting. Bude has to pay the workers."

"Yes, Nduk. Mother also can not be long, pity your father in the village alone manage the consumption of the workers, not to mention the record all the reports."

I put on a sad face, it will definitely be crowded if mom and bude can stay over.

I let mom and bude rest, tonight I will make a special dinner to welcome the arrival of mother-in-law and also bude Rus.

Five fish gurame I cleaned and had me marinated with spices to make it more pervasive, tempeh had me cut thin that plan will I fry crispy, crispy, vegetable mushroom and shrimp capcay seems to be suitable alongside the butter fried gurame.

All I do deftly, I do not allow bude or mother to help, they will serve me as best as I can.

Coinciding with the cooking that I finished arranging at the dining table, mas Akram and Amel went home together. My husband looked surprised to find the arrival of his mother and her bud.

Mas Akram looked happy as much as I felt, in contrast to Amel who was a little awkward and clumsy. I told mas Akram to take a shower immediately and we finished the magrib prayer with mas Akram as the priest.

We ate malan together but Amel refused on the grounds that he had eaten out with his friends before returning home. The girl prefers to keep Sagara in the family room.

Mom tasted and greedily ate the menu I served. "Really, Mother. This Sraya cuisine is very delicious and fits on the tongue. Not to be outdone by the cuisine at the restaurant."

"Yes you're right, your daughter-in-law's cooking is so delicious, Yu," Bude said.

"Sraya cuisine is always good and delicious Ma'am, Bude. Look aja Akram now, so more fat like after marriage with Sraya, "goda mas Akram.

"If that's why you don't make restaurants or caffe, Bude is sure that Sraya who opened will be many customers" said Bude gave an idea.

"Mother agrees, Sraya deserves and fits to have caffe, if you want later will be capital."

I feel so happy to have the support of people who sincerely love me. Seeing them smile and satisfied with my efforts, it felt like I wanted to take care of everything I had gotten so far and I was so grateful.

After dinner mom and bude intend to stay at the hotel with Sagara and Amel, of course we refuse. Why sleep in a hotel?

Not only me and Akram mas who refused the wishes of mother and bude, apparently Amel also did not want if he came with them.

Before I left, I gave a paperbag to me, I don't know what it is? Mom just said that I should wear her and dress her up pretty.

Mas Akram is still continuing to work on the report on the environment of the garden in the family room. I chose to take a shower because I was cooking, my body must smell of spices.

I put the paper bag given by my mother on the dresser, I immediately went into the bathroom to clean myself. For a moment I looked at my body in front of the mirror.

My body is quite as high as 168 centi, I am not fat and also not thin, with a fairly clean skin and the size of my chest fruit is medium and dense.

I feel quite proud because until now no man has ever touched my precious assets from head to toe except my husband.

Water that feels cold when touching the skin makes me feel fresh, I pour shampoo and soap to clean the dirt and sweat that stick to the body, after I wear a towel and dry the hair in the bathroom.

I stared at myself in front of the mirror, I wore lipbalm with the smell of fruits on my lips, I stared at the paperbag given by my mother-in-law, because I was curious to finally open.

Luxury red box with logo underwear image. I frowned, after I opened the box again it turned out to contain a black ringerin.

Yes, it's a ringerin! But why did you give it to me?

My phone rang because of a video call notification, ahh it turned out to be my mother-in-law. How fortuitous.

"Hello Sraya assalamualaikum, nduk."

"Walaikumsalam, ma'am, have you been to the hotel?" my many.

"Already, nduk. we just got to the hotel ... Sraya, have you opened a gift from mom yet?"

I looked at the lingerin in front of me. "Have, mother."

My mother-in-law was very enthusiastic and told me to try it because I wanted to see it firsthand. I was very awkward, but I could not refuse Masayu's mother's request.

After I put on that black bastard, I immediately showed it to my mother-in-law. "You are beautiful, my child, your aura multiplies many times. I didn't choose the wrong thing, I hope Akram likes ya son."

I smiled shyly and now I feel my cheeks starting to heat up. "Thank you, ma'am."

"Jaudah mom wants to rest first, you wear it tonight. See you tomorrow, son. Assalamualaikum."

"Guilingsalam, ma'am."

After I hung up the phone from mom, I was still staring at the vanity mirror.

Black haraam, made of thin and very short just fifteen inches from the waist, combined with lace on the chest, very low hemisphere set my dadda fruit hemisphere, I, with a rope that once pulled will definitely sag.

I realized when I heard the door shut. I turned my body and I saw Akram standing staring at me without blinking.

"Dik," said Akram with his heavy voice, his gaze became soft, and his face red.