The Cry of a Son-in-law
Women of equal

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The mbok who saw him massaging his chest, stared hard at his master, laknattt's father-in-law. Instead of welcoming back his daughter-in-law, he welcomed the snake woman. Clearly not his son-in-law.

Lama Safinta menuggu Maulana, who was waiting did not arrive.

"Ka, where is kaka? I've been waiting for Kaka from now on. Did you forget to pick me up?" cecar Safinta as Maulana answers her phone call.

[ "I'm busy, I can't pick you up. Let me get the driver to pick you up!" ] great-grandson Maulana with a tinge.

Safinta swallowed her saliva with difficulty, hearing Maulana's words that changed her attitude.

Safinta held back her sorrow, saying cheerfully. Proving to Maulana that she was not affected by her husband's words.

"No need ka, it will take time for me to wait for the driver, let me take a taxi. I'm sorry, I've been disturbing the busy kaka."

Safinta ended her phone connection, unconsciously the clear circle broke through the corner of her eye.

Safinta brushed the clear fur roughly using her fingers, I'm fine, I can deal with all of this. Maybe you have more work. I can't burden you Lana.

That afternoon Safinta just left the hospital by using an online taxi. Without Safinta noticing, there was a pair of sharp eyes wrapped in sunglasses, keeping an eye on what Safinta was doing. He even followed Safinta to the front of the house.

"Hello sir, Miss has arrived home safely, take a taxi. Looks like the person Miss is waiting for is not picking her up, sir."

[[Keep watching Safinta at home, if you need to arrange for someone to enter the house, without anyone suspecting.if you're just my man!" ]

"Okay sir, tomorrow I will do what you have assigned me to do immediately."

After reporting it to his master. He immediately left the house where Safinta lived.

Safinta frowned, as her feet stepped into the mansion she had been married to.

"Did mama prepare all this to welcome me back?" murmured Safinta when looking at a beautiful-looking house with wall hangings.

"Assalamualaikum!" said Safinta when she saw Sri who was about to step towards her room.

Safinta kissed the back of her mother-in-law's right hand.

"Have you come home?" sri asked with a cynical look at Safinta.

"Yes mah, doc---"

"Hurry to the kitchen, help the mbok prepare dinner. Today, my mom is visiting an important guest. Look out for you! Don't mess up your mama's show!" sri's grunts immediately breezed into the room.

"I-yes, mah! Mom's guest, who is it? Could it be your brother? Already, later I also know for myself." muttered Safinta who could no longer hear Sri.

Safinta walked straight to the kitchen.

Grappings.

"I miss the same mbok! Mbok how are you? Must be good, right?" Safinta hugged the body of the mbok who was setting the dining table.

"Non's home yet? Jeez Non, the body of the mbok stinks of cooking... why even in the hug of gini?" said the mbok, who was surprised to find a warm embrace from his employer.

Safinta broke her embrace, "My body also stinks, mbok. Where are Papa and Raya going? I haven't looked at both." said Safinta who now helps the mbok set the dining table.

"Great master is out of town again, there's work from the office. If Miss Raya is attending school activities, maybe tomorrow will just go home." said the mbok.

"Mama says there's a guest, mbok. If I could tell, whose guest is my mom?" tajya Safinta by playing her eyebrows up and down.

The mbok seemed to be thinking of telling Safinta who the guests would be tonight.

The mbok stared at Safinta's face, like this, if I should tell Miss Safinta, but pity also if Miss Safinta does not know... if the madam is planning the engagement of lord Maulana and the snail.

Safinta clasped the mbok's hand, "What's wrong? Just tell me! Is this mama's guest a woman? Or a man?" I think something's wrong. But what is it?

With doubt the mbok began to say with bricks, but had not had time to say it to Safinta, Maulana had already brought him to the room.

"A-anu Miss, i-it's. ta-guest Madam, Madam wants to hold an engagement un---"

The mbok let out his breath in annoyance, "Ah I almost said it to Miss. Will Mr Maulana agree with the Madam's plan, will mister Maulana be willing to marry the keket uler? If only the Great Master were in this house, surely the Great Master would not let this happen."

"Is everyone ready, right?" sri asked with a sharp look at her art.

He changed the clothes he was wearing. The middle-aged woman who looked young at that age, wore a calf-top dress with short sleeves, with bun hair.

"Would you like to take a shower? Let me prepare the warm water first." Safinta's great-grandson, so both of them are already in the room.

"No need, I can prepare it myself. You just rest. Did you take your medicine this afternoon?" maulana asked before she entered the bathroom.

"I haven't taken any medicine. I'll get you some clothes to wear tonight! Kaka must have attended mama's dinner, right?" guess Safinta's stepping into the wardrobe.

Ting.

There was a notification of incoming messages on the hape Maulana, Safinta glanced right into his two eyes, peeking through the screen of the phone that lights up, who the sender of the message will definitely look, thought Safinta.

..."Wait for me, baby, I'll definitely come. And you should be at home, accompanying me to dinner together with my future mother-in-law!"...

Safinta frowned, inevitably her brain thought hard, who actually sent a chat to her husband, Maulana did not keep the number that sent her a message, so Safinta did not know who the sender of the mysterious message.

"What are you doing with my phone, Safinta?" asked Maulana who had just come out of the bathroom, she only hit a towel wrapped around her waist to the limit of her knees.

"Ah no one is sending a message to kaka!" Safinta thrusts the hape she holds onto her owner.

Maulana stared intently at her hape, she took it violently.

Sreek.

"Next time.. Never touch my phone! I don't allow you to see, anything else until checking my hape! This is a privacy area. I understand what I mean!" great-grandson Maulana firmly.

Safinta swallowed her saliva with difficulty, her heart like a dull object violently, her pair of beautiful eyes seemed to condense.

"Ma-I'm sorry, I-I won't touch her again ka!" Safinta immediately ran into the bathroom, she locked the bathroom door and blamed the sink water faucet.

Safinta shed her sorrow by crying, "Hiks hiks hyks why my household became like this, what is it you are covering from me? Don't you think Lana loves me anymore? God gave me strength to pass the pebbles in my household!"

Tok to tok.

"Open Lana's door, it's Mama!" sri shouted after knocking on the door of the son's room.

Chequek.

"What's wrong?" maulana asked flatly, she herself was confused to face her mother who kept urging her to remarry.

"You still remember what Mom said? If you still want Safinta to be in this house, you must be willing to get engaged to Santi right now!" great-granddaughter Sri with her sly smile.

Maulana frowned, "I can't mah! Santi is evil, she is not a good woman. What lack of evidence did I show my mother? To make your eyes closed?"

"Then, if not with Santi.. have you got your own candidate to be your second wife? Mama wants you to remarry, marry a woman equal to our family, Maulana!" sri said with great emphasis.

Maulana let out a rough breath, "The woman will come, before mama asks me to wrap the ring on Santi's finger!"

Puk puk.

He patted his son's arm proudly.

"That's mom's new son! Mom wait for you downstairs! Don't you show me the ugly face of your poor wife Maulana! Mama doesn't want that damn woman messing up mama's show!" Sri walked away from her son's room.

"What are you doing?" ask Safinta who just came out of the bathroom. I found my husband at the door.

Seriate.....

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