TEARS FROM MOTHER-IN-LAW
Chapter 1 Doesn't Like Vienna.

Nayla never imagined, if life without a throne and property would make her humiliated in a wealthy family. 

He is married to a man named Akbar, a man who has several types of business from trade. One who manages the business is himself, because the youngest son of the Budiarto family. 

The figure of a woman named Nayla was a little evasive, she sometimes did not care if gathered with the family of the husband who looks authoritative and often accentuate wealth.

But the figure of Akbar who really loves Nayla regardless of treasure, always always makes the woman comfortable. 

"Nayla come. "

Nayla's face lowered, where the woman said, "You're the man, I don't care if you go into your parents' house. "

"Mm, you are a habit. " Big hand Akbar, now pulled the hand of the wife so gently while showing the smile curves from the wide lips Akbar. 

Akbar's smile makes Nayla ashamed of herself, the husband who was loved for one year always faithfully accompanied. Nayla's physicality has changed. 

The face with fair yellow skin, the beautiful one turned into a ugly face, due to an accident incident five months ago. 

Akbar's hand held her spirit in Nayla. The family who had been waiting for their arrival, made everything quiet, especially the Mother named Vienna.  He was seen staring at the son-in-law cynically, "it could be that you Akbar brought such a ugly woman like this, is there no more woman that you can carry other than this woman. You are handsome Akbar, rich, you can get a woman

top class beauty, unlike this ugly woman who is lower than us. "

Nayla could only be silent her lips, she could not argue with the in-laws when the family was gathering. 

But Akbar became a hero who always protects the wife, from insults and also the abuse of his own birth mother. " Mom, Nayla this is Akbar's wife.  Why do you even say that, Akbar does not like Mom, however there is no low degree, all humans remain the same."

The old woman stood up with her hands clasping Akbar's words that always defended his wife, "Bella continues, when you realize, Nayla was previously inappropriate with you.  She's a lowly woman, physically disabled. "

Several times Akbar lifted a sighfar from his mouth, hearing the curse of the mother who was so excessive. 

Budiarto, who became the male mediator of the family, stopped the words of his wife. 

"Mom, stop that insulting mother saying, we gather here just to enjoy the family atmosphere that rarely gathers like now. "

The old woman turned her head towards her husband, "Oh, so you're standing up for this ugly woman?"

Budiarto stood facing his wife, "no one defended a son-in-law, his father straightened this debate.  Because mother too much insulted Nayla, from the beginning married to Akbar until now."

Folding both hands, throwing face before her own husband, the selfishness of Vienna has been seen for a long time. I don't like it when his words are disputed. 

" So you're thinking of mom?" Ask Vienna who feels himself guilty. 

Budiarto took a breath, taking it out slowly. Trying to control emotions in order to awaken himself and also the wife, if the words thrown from the mouth of Vienna is very hurtful to the son-in-law. 

"Mom, I have no intention of blaming my mother at all. You are just confused with Mom, why you do not like Akbar's wife. "

Budiarto hopes that if his soft words are able, his wife can melt and is now aware of her mistake when speaking. 

The old woman suddenly shed tears. He sat where his daughters-in-law and children were worried. 

"Mom."

All drew near to show their dear faces, seeing that the mother had been sitting weakly and had received a gentle rebuke from her own husband. 

One of Budiarto's sons-in-law named Aisyah now spoke up, "Have you better not constantly reprimand your mother, pity you. Fear of high blood disease later relapsed again. "

" Your Aisyah is indeed the best daughter-in-law of mother, who always understands the condition of mother at this time. It's pretty rich so kind again, mommy loves you." Praise Vienna to Aisyah, wife of Ardan Budiarto's first child. 

Because hearing the praise of the mother-in-law to Aisyah, making Lisa a woman who married her second child Budiarto, thirsty for praise, did not want to lose to Aisyah who was always favored by Vienna. 

"Mom, Lisa should take the mother to bed rest now, mother must take care of the condition of the mother. Don't think of things that make your head dizzy and your heart ache." Said the second son-in-law of Vienna made his heart melt. 

The hand that looks wrinkled is now gently rubbing the long hair of the son-in-law, "Lisa you are indeed a smart woman and also rich, mother also loves you very much."

Nayla, who heard the praise of her mother-in-law to her daughter-in-law, made her sick and envious.  Because she was born from a poor family, making her do not have the title as a rich woman. 

Tears immediately dripped out of the eyes of the woman named Nayla, Akbar who saw the painful scene for his wife, now pulled the wife's soft hand. To immediately get out of the family environment that prioritizes wealth. 

"Mas Akbar. "the sad look on Nayla made Akbar hurt. He held the body, pretending to be strong so that the wife felt comfortable. 

The old woman tried to stand up again, after a fake cry was shown in front of Akbar and his daughters-in-law. 

"Akbar, where are you going?" The mother's question made Akbar turn around while holding tightly the wife's hand. 

"Sorry mom, Akbar should just leave this family association, indeed Akbar and Nayla do not deserve to be here.  Because it is not the happiness that Akbar found in this family gathering, but the heartache of Nayla due to abusive words and also the injustice of the mother to the daughter-in-law of the mother, which is where Mom only prioritizes wealth and also looks at the physicality of a son-in-law."

Akbar's assertiveness makes Nayla cry, her poor life does not make her low in front of her husband, Nayla is always appreciated as a Queen protected by the King. 

In Nayla's car, seeing the look on her husband's face flushed red, the man who became her husband held in anger.

"Mas, you better meet mom now, don't you make mom hurt. However she is your mother, the woman who gave birth to you" Nayla said with her lips quivering, trying to make her husband not hate the mother.