The Vengeance of the Haram Touched Wife
90: Being a Bride Again

Being a bride again, really Akala and Nina walk away. They wear ivory-white bridal clothes, while Azzam and Sundari wear light blue shades. Others with mas Aidan and mbak Arimbi who choose to wear golden color. While Azzura and Excel, both deliberately wear shades of maroon red. Not to be outdone, Kalandra and Arum's mother also deliberately present with shades of gray. Instead the two stood in the middle with the grandchildren, while their children embraced each other's partners.

Not to forget, the children of Mr. Kalandra and Arum's mother also invited their grandparents, as well as the parents-in-law and Angga's father, to go on stage and prepare photos together.

Secretly, Nina watched her two in-laws. Both of them are central there, not ceaselessly menumbar smile that is not infrequently accompanied by tears. But Nina can be sure, it's happy tears.

“Iya, .. surely my husband is very proud. Like, they really succeed in educating children. Especially if you look at the temporary situation we both know that Aidan is not the biological son of Mr. Kalandra, but his son Angga— father read the novel : The Retaliation of a Wife Considered as a Household Parasite. This is a true testament to the true success of the household. All the children are successful, and they really get along, Nina's inner”, who suddenly just wants to follow in her in-laws' footsteps. He even so wants to have many children, besides Nina who intends to be in-laws as good as her parents-in-law, or if possible more. Because he who has felt having in-laws as good as Arum and Kalandra's mother, really feel very happy.

“Pah, I don't look,” Oozed Nina excited and deliberately protested. Because at the photo show with a large family, he was petite, covered the other.

Akala, who had laughed at Nina, purposely carried her with one hand. While Nina who was treated as sweet as that, deliberately grabbed Akala's shoulder from the side and then leaned her head against Akala's shoulder.

“Yang, more friendly!” please Akala is still whispering, besides she who is also busy holding back laughter.

“Not shy with child?” lirih Nina still held back her laughter, but the husband whom she looked friendly even though she did so timidly, just shook her head.

“Nothing, let's focus photos!” whispered Akala was very excited.

Nina already immediately nodded with a bright smile then put her lips that she deliberately pursed, next to the cheek of the husband.

“Ojan should not be a photo if it is not sixty million already!” said Azzam who again drained laughter there, coinciding with the small family group Ojan who wore shades of pink, took the stage.

“Mbak Septi, your mistress is so evil to me!” whinek Ojan to Septi's mother who is already on the stage to undergo a family photo shooting session.

“Ya already mentioned, bia—” said Septi's mother who was cut by Ojan's chatter.

“Let's dead, yeah, Sister Septi? Yes, right, Maiwaifi?” said Ojan who this time really resigned.

Ojan who is carrying a backpack, immediately put it in front of the family harmony who is ready to undergo a photo session. He took out a few jars of coins from there. Making Azzam who would have understood the meaning of what Ojan did, protesting, did not want to be conditioned using coins.

“Sueee you are, Jan! Yesterday I was filled with that kind of money!” annoyed Azzam did not hesitate to take off his shoes to pursue Ojan.

Running away in terror, and getting off the stage, Ojan said, “That's sixty million more, Jam. I nabung that from the time I was still cute, until now a former traveler love worship widow. So, my total money is sixty million sixty-six thousand six silvers!”

Azzam who was tired because Ojan ran very tight, just laughed resignedly. “Yes for mercy baby end time. I don't know when you'll be like that. Because you have a child's wife, you still do!” softly while dabbling waist release Ojan's departure. On stage there, Kim Rain Abdurahman and none other than Ojan's biological son, cried because his father left. The two-year-old boy and his handsome face looks like Excel because indeed, Ojan is really married to Excel's sister Rere, making Rere follow down from the stage to catch up with Ojan. But later, if all the novels of the race I take care of, I will make the novel Ojan and Rere ya.

“Bojomu, Re. Make the burden of my life add, bring that much coin!” azzam's protest to Rere was finally before him.

Rere who wears a pink veil, smiled resignedly. “I'm ready to check, Mas. Let's not complicated, but Mas Ojan said he wanted to use his savings money since childhood, who checks he said for the cost of children's education,” he explained was really gentle and patient.

Hearing Rere's explanation, Azzam was instantly speechless. “S-seriously, Re. An Ojan said so?!”

“Iya, Mas. Mas Ojan if again plate, yes .. hahahaha .. yes ghenka Mas!” honestly Rere suddenly could not describe her husband's unique circumstances. Her laughter was immediately transmitted to Azzam and she knew was the bestie of the enemy taste of the husband. “Allet alone mas Ojan invited to join as a comedian right Mas. Very passionate he wants to work as an artist, for the future of children!”

“Hahaha ... Ojan became an artist because of your marriage and riotous habits to the set! Jeez!” Azzam chose to go from there, back to the stage, especially the wife had been calling waiting. But before returning, he deliberately put on his shoes first.

***

After the reception, they except Azzam and Sundari went straight home. Including the small families of Akala and Nina who were completely exhausted. Akala took her two daughters, while Nina was rationed to open the door and close it. Not to forget, Nina also immediately prepared a lower mattress that was next to the large mattress where she and Akala slept. Because there, their two daughters used to sleep.

“It wasn't built yetwell, Pah? They haven't brushed their teeth,” said Nina while removing her child's clothing*and, carefully.

“Not done, which. Nothing at all, absent. They must have been very sapped. I just feel sad, jovial, especially those who are children. The next two days I leave,” Akala said with a resigned smile. He took off his suit, but the wife asked him to make sure Malini was treated like a child.

At the end of the month or the beginning of the month, there will also be a Malini novel that last night made me unable to sleep so much. Later, I take care of it first. Title: The Genius Child of the Virgin Wife.