The Mistaken Son-in-law
CHAPTER 9

Pov (Aisha)

    "SAAD"...

We all turned to the woman who called my name, in the hand was a tray of drinks and a jar of cookies.

After putting a tray on the guest's desk, he came closer to me and looked at me. I was confused because I didn't seem to know her, but why did she know my name.

"You're Andi Aisyah Maharani her son the late Etta Haji Baharuddin right?". I nodded questioningly because he also knew the name of my deceased Ettaku.

He hugged me and then cried. We were all so confused by what he did to me, including Pak Haji and Bu Hajjah.

I tried to let go of his embrace. "Sorry who, why know my name and the name of my deceased Ettaku?". I'm still curious.

"This is my father Fitriani labolong (siblack), your friend when in the village first, ko forgot me?". The answer introduced himself.

"Yes Allah ko this palle Fitri, sorry nda I know ko, because it's different now ko added macanti (beautiful) ko, to pangling ka". I said crying and hugging him, I can't believe he was one of my best friends when he was in the village, but we split up because he got a college scholarship in Jakarta. Naturally, I did not recognize him because he was dark-skinned so that bad children often mocked him labolong.

"You two know each other?". Tanya Bu Hajjah was curious.

"Yes Mak, Aisyah is my best friend who I often tell the same story of my mother and Bang Irfan. Thanks to the late Ettanya, I was able to go to high school, the late father also used to work in Ettanya's rice fields". Fitri explained.

"Alhamdulillah yes son you guys can meet again, Mother often heard about you from Fitri, she hoped to see you again, and finally has the way you meet here, here, it turns out you and your husband are willing to contract the house of their mother's son, the husband of Fitri." Bu Hajjah said.

"What do you really want to contract my house with"? Ask Fitri.

"Iye Fit, I'm with my husband plans to rent this house, I guess - how much the rent is a month". My toot.

"Alahh nda need to think about the rental price, stay here mako nda need to pay the rent is important there is a care of this house as long as my husband and I are not here. I believe the same ko, what about babe and mom?". Fitri then asked for the opinion of his two in-laws.

"Babe and Mom agree - agree, even better if rented with you people who are already known, Arya the son of the late friend of babe, while Aisyah is her best friend Fitri, who is also her best friend, so we won't worry about entrusting this house to you two. And for the issue of rent, which is exactly the same as Fitri, you do not have to pay enough to take care of this house. We are like a family, so there is no need to worry.

"But be, we don't feel good if we don't pay rent, especially if people know that we live here for free". My husband expressed his concern.

"Peduli is very similar to people's speech, it becomes a cave business, they will not know that we are here no one tells the story, so you both do not need to worry". Said Mr. Haji firmly.

"It's true that Babe said, don't refuse Aisha if you still think I'm your best friend and this is also in return for all your kindness and also your late parents to me and my late father. Actually, this is nothing like your kindness just yet. My father also said that I have become a successful person never forget your kindness". Reveal Fitri while holding my hand.

"Thank you for the kindness and trust of Babe, Mom and Fitri. Me and Mas Arya promise to take good care of your mandate to take care of this house" I said.

Honestly I still why Fitri could be the son-in-law of Pak Haji Mansur, he also told me that she and her husband used to be one campus but different faculties. She's a faculty of management and her husband's a faculty of law.

Before returning home we took the time to pray magrib congregation at Fitri's house. We were invited to dinner but we refused subtly on the grounds of pity to leave mother alone at home. Fitri wrapped up a lot of food, I had refused him but he insisted, inevitably I accepted it. As per a three or four day agreement we will move into this house, because the day after Fitri and her husband moved out of town. We went home, Fitri and I exchanged mobile numbers.

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"Where have you been why did this clock just come home?". Ask my mother-in-law when we just entered the house. It turned out that my mother-in-law was watching tv in the living room.

"Assalamualaikum ma'am, we're from my friend's house ma'am". My husband replied lying.

"Which theme, that's what's in Ayesha's hands, here I see, don't - don't you finish buying your wife". Ask my mother-in-law then snatch the parcel I was holding.

"Well, there's rendang, fried chicken, there's a sponge cake that goes viral on tikt*k". Where do you get good and expensive food like gini. This is mom take everything for mom and Rani, you must have eaten at your friend's house". My mother-in-law said that she brought the package back and called Rani in her room without waiting for our approval. Mas Arya sighed at her mother's behavior, I rubbed my back to spread it. We also rushed to clean ourselves to perform Islamic prayers.

After the prayer, I invited Mas Arya to talk.

"As for our move how do we ask permission from mom, I'm afraid you won't agree". My speech.

"Tomorrow to go home from work Mas will talk to mother, mas will also ask for help Mas Ryan to persuade mother. Before we went to Mr. Haji's house, I told Mas Ryan about Mas's plan, and he agreed. He will also find people to help - help in this house. You just calm down don't have to think too much. We better get some rest now, it's eight o'clock in the night". Mas Arya.

"Yes, you go first, I want to pee first". My speech.

     'Rather than not being able to sleep better I just wrote it'. I muttered and started writing.

I also began to feel sleepy at twelve o'clock at night, thank God I have written eight chapters, so, quite quickly also because I took the story idea from my life story but I changed the plot a little bit as well as the name of the story character. After that I put my phone on the table beside my bed and rushed to sleep

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The next day after coming home from work and changing clothes, Mas Arya invited her mother to speak in the living room.

"Actually what's the same important thing mom would want?" Ask my mother-in-law.

"We'll wait for Ryan first, ma'am". Answer husband.

Not long after that Ryan arrived.

"Assynoga". Greetings Mas Ryan then menci*m his mother's hand then sat beside him.

"Wa'alaikum hail". Answer the three of us.

I went to the kitchen to get a drink and sat down next to Mas Arya.

"What is this Ryan really? What do you want to talk about and why is this woman sitting here". Said my mother-in-law while pointing at me and looking at me cynically.

"Let Arya explain Ma, what we want to talk about has something to do with Aisyah too, so she has to join in on this conversation". Answer to Ryan.

My mother-in-law rolled her eyeballs and pinched her lips.

"You don't have to beat around the tele, just get to the point". Her speech.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, it's actually my goal to get us here, because I want to say that maybe in two or three days I and Aisyah will move out of here and we've got a house for us to contract with". Mas Arya.

"WHATAAAA??? I don't agree you guys moved out of here, this must be the incitement from this woman, she must want to master your own salary, you greedy son-in-law". My In-laws were angry and were about to attack me, but were arrested by Mas Ryan and Mas Arya.

"Mom please understand, I'm married ma'am, I want to be independent". Saying husband.

"Indeed you think contracting a house is cheap, not to mention buying furniture, while your salary as a secretary is not how much, you want to sleep on the tile". The scorn of my mother-in-law.

"Alhamdulillah about that mother do not have to worry because the house we rent is complete with furniture, the rent is also cheap which is important we can take good care of her house". My husband explained.

"Keep if you move who takes care of this house, mother can not do it alone, mother is old, while Rani is busy in college." Said my mother-in-law.

"If the problem is taking care of this house, then let Mbok Darmi help - help here, love the daily wage, I will bear the wages". It was Ryan's turn to speak.

"Okay, I'm letting you move". My mother-in-law agreed.

"Because we've finished our conversation, I'm going home, ma'am". Assalamualaikum". Pamit Mas Ryan while menci*m his mother's hand.

After Ryan left.

"Oya Arya even though you have moved, you still have to give mother and Rani rations but I ask for an additional five hundred thousand". Said my mother-in-law.

"Okay, ma'am, don't worry about that". Answer husband. Then my mother-in-law passed to her room.

     'Oh Allah, I hope that after we move on, our lives will be better and there will be no interference from my mother-in-law'. I pray in my heart.

Before I go to bed I open the novel writing application on my phone, I continue writing the story, I plan to write until fifteen chapters later I will send the script.

Turns out I wrote up to twenty chapters, thank God it turns out my writing talent is still there. I praise myself in my heart. Before sending my novel, I check each chapter again. To see if there is less or there is wrong writing. After I thought everything was right, I immediately sent the script, as I prayed that the story would be liked by many readers. Then rest my body beside my sleeping priest.

Seriate.