Young Mom Charm
Boros for son-in-law

“How many dresses here?”

Zayn gawked at the number of dresses hanging in the room, he remembered that Lusy did not have such dresses.

Zayn had just come home from work, now had to be astonished because his room was full of dresses that had not been put into the closet. He turned to Lusy who was sitting on the edge of the bed, his wife was sitting while staring at the dresses.

“You ordered?” zayn asked while pointing to the hanging dresses.

Lusy shook his head, then replied, “Mama is cool, one big truck from one of the stores in the mall was coming along with the employees of the store, they took out a lot of dresses, not just tens maybe hundreds. Mama asked me to choose a dress that was suitable for dinner later, but instead was given two dozen dresses.”

Both of Lusy's shoulders sagged after telling her what had happened, but she was able to pick one of the dresses in her boutique, but Farah insisted that she buy Lusy a dress.

Zayn was flabbergasted to hear Lusy's story, not expecting his mother to act until this extreme. He knew that the mother did have a subscription store that was willing to come to the house to offer the latest products owned, he said, but do not expect if now ask the store to bring all the products so that Lusy can choose.

“Shirt only, ‘kan?” tanya Zayn still understood the actions of the mother.

“Who said?” Lusy straightened his shoulders again. “Tuh what?” Lusy pointed to the sofa covered in hanging dresses.

Zayn walked towards the sofa, becoming more and more distrustful of what he saw. Shoes, jewelry, bags, even some accessories were there.

“We want dinner, not to attend the president's party. Why you have to give everything, even though one pcs of each item is enough,” said Lusy. He really did not understand Farah's thinking.

Zayn scratched his head not itchy, then turned around and looked at Lusy.

“Ya already, just accept.” Zayn spoke as he approached Lusy and sat next to his wife.

“Maybe this is proof that Mama has received you one hundred percent. He took the initiative to prepare our wedding party, buy you a shirt, it indicates if Mama really accepts the wedding kit,” Zayn said trying to think positively with what Farah did.

Lusy still felt that everything was overrated. He lived happily, but he also lived hard. When he was lacking, at that time he was so appreciative of what he had. Now it is too dear if every money obtained, scattered easily only to buy goods that are not really needed.

“I just feel this is a waste,” said Lusy.

“Let Mama wasteful for her son-in-law, rather than her extravagant for the future daughter-in-law of how?” asked Zayn in a joking tone.

Lusy scolded at Zayn's joke, maybe her husband was not serious.

“You can most make excuses,” protest Lusy.

“Yes, this is all so you don't think too much either. So, please just assume that Mama does love you and wants the best for you,”, Zayn said as he embraced Lusy's shoulders and tightened their bodies.

Lusy leaned his head on Zayn's shoulders, his gaze fixed on the dresses that would somehow get a ration of turn to wear, it was impossible if he wore them every day, would not suit his style.