Test Loyalty
Guest of Bu Aida

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Ms. Aida asked Hariz to come to her house right then and there. The plan is that Bu Aida will ask for Hariz's company to welcome the two guests.

"You alone Hariz came to his mother's house. There is no need to bring children let alone your wife who is in the village," asked Bu Aida as she contacted her son by phone.

Aida accidentally rents a car from a neighbor and tells Hariz to be her driver.

At about two and a half hours, the mother and child left for the airport. We didn't have to wait long because we could see each other.

The four of them were already in the car. Ms. Aida and Ms. Mala were sitting on the back bench. While Sandra was told to sit next to Hariz by Bu Aida.

Arriving home, Sumi had prepared lunch at the dining table which was filled with several food menus and fruits to welcome her guest Bu Aida.

At first, Hariz was about to go back to his house, but his intention was broken when Ms. Aida asked him to eat first with Ms. Mala and Sandra.

"Gee ... Ms. Aida, you know, my favorite vegetable santenan cassava leaves," cried Ms. Mala when she sat in the chair to see a large vegetable pot of cassava leaves already sitting there

"Actually Sandra here has been provided homes and vehicles by the company. But, because I really want to meet with Ms. Aida, so it was asked to be picked up," said Ms. Mala mince words.

"It's okay, really, Miss Mala. I also do not mind even happy to have been able to pick up Njengan and Sandra. Yeah, not Hariz?" ma'am Aida replied glancing at her son who was bribing the rice. The one asked just nodded his head without looking.

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Hariz arrived at the house almost before Isya dressed and drenched. Because in the middle of the road, he was caught in heavy rain. Want to take shelter but, khwatair too late to get home. So that the man was forced to break through the heavy rain hoping to quickly arrive at his residence.

"Where are you from, Mom?" dhena asked to see her husband come in a wet condition.

"So Mas from Mom's house."

Dhena moved towards the kitchen and filled the water into the kettle and heated it to bathe her husband.

Dhena starts lying sideways on the side of her second child while giving ASI. Fathan started to look closed from a few minutes ago. As Reza, his second son, now, Dhena's mind begins to wander considering some of the events she experienced a few days ago, which are still haunting her head.

"Wadm ... Quibble. Very nice, yes, you, this afternoon play in the room continue with the child. Even though the work of the house you have not touched one," said Bu Aida approached Dhena who was trying to accompany the baby to play because since earlier whining continues. Can't be left even one step by her mother.

"Ma'af, Mum. Reza is fussy right now. So, I haven't been able to clean up and do the house and everything else." Dhena tried to give a little explanation to the mother-in-law.

Deep down, Dhena felt the heat. Because of the treatment of Bu Aida who seemed never able to understand Dhena's current condition. Who every day must spend time to look after, care for, and accompany his two children so that he can not be as perfect as other women in taking care of the house and other work.

In fact, Dhena's hope when Bu Aida is at home or is living with Dhena is a bit much can help alternately keep and take care of her two children.

However, the reality that Dhena got was always wrong in the eyes of her mother-in-law. Let alone to be able to help nurture his two grandchildren. When Dhena was about to perform the obligation of prayer five time he had to wait for Reza to sleep soundly first. Because of the attitude of Bu Aida who is so indifferent and the bodo period with Fathan and Reza when in front of Dhena.

Very comparable back when Bu Aida was near Hariz, the boy. Then he will be so sweet and very attentive to his two grandchildren. I don't know what's behind Bu Aida's attitude.

"Dhena, you need to know how long and how far you've come to live with my son. You will never find happiness in your marriage and home. Remember that!" said Bu Aida, Hariz's birth mother then sat on the side of the bed while staring intently at Dhena by showing off a face that was so cloudy filled with deep hatred for Dhena, that daughter-in-law.

Dhena who was just able to duck. Now, trying to raise his face and trying to look at both eyes of Bu Aida. Looking for a speck of compassion from the look in the eyes of the mother-in-law that she almost never felt from the figure of her husband's birth mother.

"Why can you be so sure you're talking badly to your own daughter-in-law?" dhena asked with a trembling voice trying to muffle the pain in her heart due to the spicy words from Bu Aida earlier.

"Because I have never liked and have never known Hariz to be with you, Dhena!"

"Remember, yes, I am Hariz's real mother. Who used to be pregnant, giving birth, breastfeeding, caring for, and taking care of it. So, Hariz's life to date should remain in my setting, as his mother. Not another woman even though it is you, Dhena, who as his wife," continued Bu Aida full of emphasis.

"So, I ask sooner or later you should be able to escape from Hariz's life. Because I as her mother had my own plans for the good of my son." Hearing the last expression of the woman who should be able to become a mother figure for Dhena, Dhena's heart was so sick like a wound that was still gaped with salt. Browbeat. The pain she felt when she was married to her husband Nelly was not comparable to when she had to be forcibly separated like that by a third person, Hariz's own mother.

"Not slept? Why crying?"

The question from Hariz who had just entered the room and saw Dhena being covered in tears spread all the Dhena reverie. The small-bodied woman also hurriedly rubbed her two cheeks wet by tears that had been allowed to plunge free flow just like that.