THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 95 - TIME OF ADJUSTMENT

The maghriban is back together. This time the complete family formation prayers congregated because outside the heavy rain. So the men choose to pray at home musholla.

The air is also among us.

The casual conversation after the prayer while waiting for our home chef to finish cooking dinner sounded fun.

Slowly Airlangga began to spread his smile even though he was still shy.

The young man has now finished his vocational school. Niatan coming here is a friend who also wants to find a job as his first experience is no longer a student.

"If you want, you can come with me in the Capital, Ngga!" jordan said that directly responds to Angga's desire to work.

"The hell is up to wherever it's placed. Just..please sorry, Bang! Angga does not understand at all the world of work. So, chances are a little lola and a little sluggish later when it works."

The boy is smart to take heart. He is polite and understands how to speak well. Of course it makes my husband and his family happy with the presence of Airlangga.

The conversation continued until in front of the dining table. Tell each other about daily activities and continued Isya meramaah.

"Buck...!"

"Yes, Honey?"

"Can ya, Angga stay with us?" I said after we got back to the room at eight o'clock.

"Hm? Why didn't you just say that in front of everybody, honey?"

"I. keep everyone's feelings. Jordan seems interested in taking Airlangga to work at its headquarters. I myself also need Angga while pregnant like this, Mas!"

"Need Airlangga? Wh why? Not that..."

I see, my husband has a slightly exaggerated suspicion. But the truth is I did need Airlangga much bigger because we were 'same'. Also because right now there's a creature that's clinging to me asking for supernatural help.

I don't want to take any chances.

My pregnancy was so precious after all this time I dreamed of it.

The stare of loss made Mas Jonathan lose as well in the end.

Telling me the details of why I kept my stepbrother to stay here would definitely only make my Husband more worried.

So, while it's not too urgent, I'm just going to keep my mouth shut to reveal the truth.

Cretek.

Again the long-haired creature named Stella made a deafening commotion.

"Why, Lian?" asked Mas Jonathan who was surprised to see both my hands cover the ear hole.

"As usual."

He's just clucking. Back upset and upset when my circumstances back paranoid like this.

His breath was clearly heard.

"That's why I want Airlangga here, Mas! He can take care of me too!"

"The talent?" tanyanya thought a bit strangely.

"Gentas don't have more abilities like us."

"i see's... Hm... It looks like that! Okay, I'm starting to understand!"

My husband smiled with dismay at the confession that came from my lips.

I am a little difficult to express feelings and often think a lot of side effects after telling things that if it only adds to the burden of Mr. Jonathan.

But the other thing with my husband. She felt more valued as a husband because I involved her as well.

Taking care of the company and the lives of many people is not an easy thing.

His mind must also be able to be divided in balance to neutralize the situation.

I was worried that if my husband was too tired and a lot of thoughts would affect his health.

Jonathan has to be healthy. He is everything to me. In addition to the age of the husband who is not young anymore, the heredity of the average young death also makes me much more focused on the mental health of his body.

Especially now that I am bearing the fruit of our love.

Mas Jonathan's warm embrace won the heart even though out there the creatures do the roar for attention.

I faintly heard the inner voice of Airlangga. There was an interaction between him and the subtle-creatures apparently even though I couldn't hear clearly.

Let it.., my sister can learn to overcome the strange problem of the story of the spirits that are hanging out there.

Is the demon really a curious spirit? Or the jinn who took away thousands or even millions of human spirit passions that were stolen and manipulated to outwit humans? Wallahu a'lam bishowaf.

I'm not a shaman. Not paranormal and not a smart religious person either. Somehow Wak Hardi can provide ancestral sciences by transferring through the death of the tyranny that I did for five days.

Sometimes I don't believe in my abilities. Still confused and confused to react if there are creatures who deliberately approach for help.

I am always trying to strengthen my faith and fear. Although the reality is sometimes the fluctuation is still down because my religious knowledge is minimal.

Regretting that in childhood I did not learn the secret of Allah through the Qur'an and the hadith.

Holy to Allah with His Word.

Now I began to learn again to open the book and examine its contents through the meaning of translation.

It should have taken a religious teacher. That's much better. But in this day and age, there are a lot of smart people. But finding a wise man who is good at addressing the world through his religious knowledge that is really mature it takes a process.

It's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

I can't study with just anyone either.

.............

The night passed quietly.

I slept well in the arms of a husband who loved and loved me so much.

Let God unite the two hearts tighter. I just hope and pray. The rest keep this love and feeling with the act of a wife to the husband.

My life is much more controlled. In all things.

Love is worth love. But to perform duties and duties with a sincere heart to obtain the holiness of Allah Ta'ala. It makes me much calmer in my life.

Not like my previous marriage. Where love for me is everything. Maximum service to cross the line to please the couple.

Even if you don't get the same welcome and mutual love, anger will flare up. Emotions appear to make themselves turn into agitation. Finally, there was a commotion in the household because disappointment did not match expectations.

Now, everything is completely different.

Mas Jonathan the one who is indifferent to the affairs of seduce. More relaxed and calm to respond to the sometimes heated conditions and lure us to attack each other through chatter. Apparently, it was her tactic to address the atmosphere of our household which is sometimes serene but sometimes rippling in the face of jealousy and suspicion arising from both parties. And for experience, I am much more than he who is a bachelor.

But at least, my maturity is now much better than it used to be. Thanks to the help of my beloved husband.

I once failed, my intention to marry again in the hope that this marriage is the last and hopefully lasting until the end of life. Aami...

Mate, sustenance and age - only Allah is the All-Regulating. Man can hope, but God is All-Willful.

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