The Heart You Injured
Chapters 2. Mother-in-law

The party is over, but all the activity is still clearly recorded out there. Seemed several people passing by, dismantling the tent that was previously installed in front of the Bayu residence.

"Hows it? You're happy you can't end up being my son's only wife?"

The sound waves of a woman seeping into the sense of hearing made Dinda who was standing behind the curtains, aghast. The eyes that he had directed towards the husband who was in front of the terrace talking with his colleagues, now he pointed to the side. Sonya, the woman who still looks beautiful in her baby's half-life, walked up to Dinda.

Dinda nodded softly while smiling knots. "Yes ma'am, I'm happy to be Bayu's wife. Because in the end, our love story ends in marriage."

There is nothing happier for a single woman than the three-year-old romance that ends in marriage. Since Dinda was seventeen years old and sitting in the second grade of High School, Bayu proved the love he had by working hard to later be able to support Dinda properly.

Now, all is proven by the appointment of Bayu as the head of the branch of the wood factory in this city. And the proof was also done by Bayu by marrying the girl he had long loved.

"Yes, yes, yes, anyone would be happy to be my son's wife. He's a branch head of a famous wood factory in the city. The income is great and certainly anyone who is a companion to my son's life will struggle with treasure."

Although subtle, but somehow Sonya's words sound a little pinch a lump of real meat that lives in the chest of Dinda's. Said the middle-aged woman as if shepherding an opinion that Dinda lucky to be the wife of a Bayu because the man has a high position and make him will live with the pool of wealth as well as luxury.

"But Ma'am, I am willing to be a wife of Bayu not because of the position or property she has. I got married to a Bayu mas because we have been knitting love for a long time and I have also promised to wait for Bayu mas until he is ready to marry me."

A faint smile rose on Sonya's lips. The woman was also busy watching the people passing by in front of the yard.

"But had Bayu not become a branch head, I don't think you would have married my son either. Is that right, isn't it?"

I don't know what's on Sonya's mind. The mother-in-law seemed to doubt what became his sincerity and loyalty to Bayu. Whereas during his relationship with Bayu, he never demanded anything from the man.

"Yes, hopefully what you say is not just a mere lip sweetener. Today, where is there a woman who does not look at her future husband from the material he has? No exception to you, right?"

"For me, the most important thing is that Bayu can take responsibility for his family, Mom. Although he did not have a high position, as long as he was persistent in his work, that was enough for me. For a high office is only a bonus given by God to His servant who has worked hard."

A soft rancour sounded from Sonya's lips. He covered his mouth with his fingers as if laughing at what Dinda said.

"Your words really sound very tickling to the ears. But never mind, may what comes out of your lips is not nonsense. And may my son not be mistaken in choosing you as his wife. Though I think, he should be able to get a wife who is more everything than you. It's prettier, richer and definitely has a much higher educational background than you."

Sonya stopped her words. The woman then breezed away leaving Dinda still in silent mode, transfixed and frozen. His brain and heart seemed to be forced to digest every word that came out of the lips of the mother-in-law. Looking for the meaning and purpose of what is implied in the words of the woman who is now also her parents. However, the more he tried to dive into it, there was only a deadlock that he found.

Dinda took a deep breath and then she exhaled slowly. Not wanting to burden his heart and mind with what his mother-in-law said, he chose to ignore it. He looked back at the veranda where the husband was still late in his chat with colleagues. The curls of good looks were clearly engraved on her husband's face.

I'm really grateful to be your wife, Mas. I'm really grateful. Right now I am the happiest woman in the world because it is edited by a man like you.

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