
"So Mas, I got an offer from Affa to work in Jakarta. Would you allow me to accept the offer?"
The delicious aroma of boiled sweet potatoes meets the sense of smell. Makes anyone who is in this place want to quickly taste. Being friends at night.
Not much different from Dinda and her family. After Bayu came home from ngojek, the snack prepared by Dinda was ripe. And now it's time to enjoy everything that's been done.
Bayu chose to sip the black coffee that was loosened next to the boiled yam. The sound of a puff in the man's mouth seemed to describe the pleasure of coffee made by the wife. He put the cup back on the table after the drink from the coffee beans began to wet the esophagus.
"I don't think there's any harm if you accept the offer from the Affa, Din. When else will you be offered a promising job. Because opportunities don't come twice, do they?"
Dinda nodded her head, agreeing with what her husband said. "Yes, I think so too. There was a job offered to me. So, you allowed me to work in Jakarta right Mas?"
Dinda repeated her question again. To make sure that the husband was ridho and sincerely let him go to work in the capital. Because after all ridho and permission from the husband is what he must pocket first to step forward.
Bayu nodded steadily while smiling widely. "Yes Din, I'll let you."
"Well, that's Din. Exactly if you take an Affa offer. If you work, our savings can be more and more and we can get rich quickly. I'm very supportive if you work in Jakarta."
Sonya's face was shining brightly like someone who won the lottery. For some reason now he feels that the way to get back to being a rich man is getting wide open. Moreover, plus the son-in-law who will work in Jakarta. In his mind, he thought that the salary of working in Jakarta was very large.
"Thank you Mom, if you support me too. Hopefully this can really be a way for us to improve the quality of our lives."
"Yes that's absolutely right. Therefore, all the salaries you get you send here. I'll save it well and later when you are no longer working can be your savings money," said Sonya gave a definite proposal with hidden bad intentions.
Forehead Dinda crinkled. "Why should I leave it to Mom? I can keep my own paycheck, ma'am. No need for you to keep it."
Sonya. Didn't expect that the son-in-law would make such a resistance. "Eh, you're told this old man why do ngeyel the hell Din? You work for the family too, right? So it doesn't hurt if Mom keeps your pay?"
"There's nothing wrong, ma'am. But I can keep it to myself."
"You're so stubborn Din!" Sonya's tone rose by ten octaves even her breathing seemed dull. "Why? Don't you trust Mom to keep your pay? You think that Mom's gonna run away with your money?" sonya continued with intimidation.
"It's Din, you follow Mother's request. My mother is also your mother. I'm sure that I can be trusted to keep your salary," Bayu said, trying to persuade his wife.
"Well, what Bayu said. I won't do anything to your salary Din. I just want to keep it. So that later you stay to enjoy it," concluded Sonya assured.
Dinda's eyelids narrowed and her forehead frowned. What the mother-in-law requested only made her touched by thousands of question marks.
Actually, what intention do I want to save my work in Jakarta? Will he miss it? Astaghfirullahalazim, I can't be so bad thinking. But I have to be careful. I will still send my salary to Mom and Bayu, but not all. I'm sorry, Mas. It's not my intention to not trust you or mom. But the severance money case was enough to make me careful in making decisions.
Dinda took a heavy breath. "All right, ma'am, I can arrange that later. What is clear no matter what later I will send, I hope that Mother and Mas Bayu can use wisely."
Yess, by keeping Dinda's salary, I can occasionally use it to buy jewelry. Hmmmm ... My life will finally return to treasure.
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Drips of sweat soaked the body of a married couple who had just finished performing a ritual of spiritual worship. Both of them smiled widely, when the peak of pleasure they managed to achieve. To pour out all the love they have that is under sacred bondage.
Bayu leaned his back on the headboard of the bed. While Dinda's body, was in the firm hand of the husband. Bayu gave intense kisses on the top of his wife's head while playing the wife's jet black hair.
"Later when you work in Jakarta, if I miss your touch how about Din?" tanya Bayu opened the chat.
Dinda who heard the husband's question just chuckled amusedly. Chuckled as he had not prepared an answer to this question at all.
"I don't know how to either. Because this is just gonna be my first experience being away from you."
"HhhhhHhhhhh. But never mind, I can hold it all Din, because there you also work. It would be inappropriate if I were to discuss inner needs. Maybe once every three months you can take time off?"
Dinda just smiled thinly. "That can all be arranged. The most important thing right now is that I have to work my best so as not to get too many complaints."
"Yes Din, you must be active in work. Who knows your employer will give you a lot of bonuses," said Bayu expectantly.
"Aamiin Mas's. Most importantly, here you have to take care of yourself and take care of your health. For a while, I couldn't take care of all your needs. You are well yes. Keep my trust."
Suddenly Dinda's heart was enveloped by fear. Often he heard the news of cases of husbands cheating when his wife worked outside the area. She who was so sure she could leave her husband, suddenly hesitated.
Bayu just chuckled softly while rubbing Dinda's hair. "You don't think of anything like Din. I promise to be faithful and to keep your trust. Besides, I don't want to betray you, Din."
Dinda raised her head a little. Staring at Bayu's bead eyes to look for lies that might radiate from the look in his eyes. But Dinda saw that look in the eye was completely honest.
Dinda smiled thinly. There is no reason not to trust her husband. Maybe Bayu can lie about severance money but for the heart, he feels Bayu's loyalty can really be tested.
During her three years in the relationship, Dinda never saw Bayu playing with fire behind her. This man is very able to maintain an attitude in relation to the opposite sex. That is what makes Dinda believe that her man is loyal.
"I hold your word Mas. I didn't ask for anything. All I ask for is your loyalty."
"I promise Din. I promise."
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