Young Wife For My Husband
Chapter 13 The Soleh Has Returned
What do you think about polygamy?
^^^[I don't hate, nor do I have any pro for the adherents]^^
What if you were just one of them?
^^^[Being one part of polygamy?]^^^
Yep.
Soleh waited long enough for the reply of Juriah.
His heart was a bit dag-dig-dug as well. Because the question is quite emotionally draining as well.
^^^[I can only submit to the decree of Allah Ta'ala. Maybe my fate and destiny are like that]
Almost Soleh cheered with excitement. Syria turned out to be so mature and diplomacy answered her question.
Instantly he felt guilty for Amelia whose face suddenly appeared in the corner of the eye.
Amelis... Sorry Brother! I tried to play heart. Excuse me...
Beautiful jyria. Young and fair-skinned.
Although his face looks ugly and fierce, but his smile is sweet. At first glance even her smile resembled Amelia's smile.
Soleh began comparing Juriah with Amelia. Until his right hand immediately tapped his own forehead with a slash.
...[.Ask my wife first. I can't answer anything before my own wife lets us be together]...
It was like getting a fresh breeze.
Soleh looked again at the profile photo in the WhatsApp application Siti Juriah. Well-favoured. And there was his hair that was tailed by a horse, without the hijab that he had worn when he visited his mother Soleh in the hospital.
With or without the hijab, you are still beautiful...
Subconsciously Soleh praised the beautiful face of Juria who had ensnared his heart even though he had only known in a matter of hours just now.
Really Soleh was not able to withstand the turmoil to immediately question a beautiful girl who if she could have would be the most beautiful gift of course.
Soleh forgot, the commitment of his heart before meeting with Siti Juria and when he saw the tears of Amelia spilled in the prayer of one third of the night the wife.
It could be the test of marriage that God gave her. But Soleh actually thinks this is a gift for him because he has become a dutiful child, obeying the wishes of both parents who have given birth to him.
The next day, Mariana came home from the hospital with Anta, her husband.
Both are involved if the tactics they are running succeed in the end.
Soleh met with Jyria last night. And according to Mariana's observation, the child had entered a trap and managed to be lured to the beauty of Juriah which is indeed all villagers admit it.
Juria is a beautiful girl. But Syria is no longer a virgin. That's the core.
Anta and Mariana did not bother about it because there is another purpose that is to want to have some of Ojan's treasure from his ancestors who are hectares.
That's why Mariana and Anta are very eager to match her first son even though there is already Amelia who is entitled to Soleh her beloved son.
His other son could not possibly want to because his wife came from a family of being. Fitra and Jamal, their wives are the sons of rich men. Fitra has a wife of a middleman's son who knows how many perkilanya price.
Jamal, his wife is the only child of a rice merchant in the impres market. Every month his son-in-law sends two sacks of premium quality rice for their daily meals.
So, it is impossible for Mariana and Anta to sacrifice the household of Fitra and Jamal.
Soleh was their first child. Ten years ago, Soleh married a poor farmer's eldest son from next door. Amelia. Just finished Junior High and the two got married and then moved to work in the capital.
Every Lebaran Soleh and his wife returned home. And only the two of them rarely carry the parcel except the restraint.
Not like the other kids. Who often brought the best gifts for Mariana and Anta.
Though in hindsight, Soleh and Amelia were the biggest money contributors compared to the other children of Anta Mariana. Because Soleh was the firstborn, Anta and Mariana automatically told their distress to the firstborn. So that the Eldest is the more burden to help the economy of his parents. Including Anta's debts from months ago.
Soleh returned to the capital by night bus. So that dawn would come home and meet Amelia, his wife.
At four o'clock in the morning before the dawn adhan, Soleh knocked on the door of his rented house.
Amel was happy to see the face of the husband who for almost four days he did not see his good looks.
"Where's Mom, Bang?"
"Alhamdulillah. I'm home, Mel!"
"Thank God!"
After the dawn prayer, Soleh went back to sleep. Amelia went into the kitchen. He attacked the water to put in a thermos, also frying the leftover rice yesterday so that it can be eaten again after being seasoned with various kitchen spices into a delicious breakfast for his beloved husband.
The money that Soleh gave the other day is still very much. But Amelia always remembers Soleh's message telling her to save for the next three months.
Moreover, the money for the installment of Soleh's motorcycle loan which is only three months away is still not paid to the dealer. Worry is used and they will be confused looking for a loan. Right now he is just an unemployed man.
Amelia was busy washing the dirty clothes of Soleh who spent three days at home.
There is a sense of pleasure, also worried considering that yesterday the mother-in-law asked him for one thing that Amelia thought was very painful.
At seven in the morning, Amelia had finished washing. He dried clothes on the terrace of his rented house which only had two meters less land.
Pile
Amelia's shocked. A clothesline support pole made of thin stainless fell because of a broken bottom. And almost hit someone's head.
"Revelation!!!" amel's strangling response drew the man who was about to fall the clothesline.
Both collide and fall together.
"Ouch!"
"Sorry..."
It turns out that the man is Lukman, his factory co-worker Diki's neighbor Amelia. Apparently Lukman was staying overnight because Tasya was returning to Cakung to his parents' house.
"Ga what koq mbak. Hehehe...! Even if it was the crucifixion, it would not have been so sick. The most dizzy!" lukman said that he wanted Amelia to not worry about him anymore.
"Hehehe... I don't know if the clothesline is porous! Sorry huh?"
"Yes. I pardon. Hehe..."
"Mother Amel? Bang Soleh has come home from the village? You see, I heard his voice before dawn" said Diki who was seen coming out of the house and ready to go to work with Lukman.
"Yes, Mas Dik, right! Oh yes, if in the factory there is a job vacancy, tell me yes or Bang Soleh!"
"For whom, Mother? For Mbak? There's the hell, the thread dump! Wanna?"
"Not for me. Make a Soleh Bang!"
"Well? Not that Bang Soleh works at PT Keramik Tile?"
"Last month I got a PHK, Mas Dik!"
"Gala... But now the locker section is specifically for girls, Mommy! I'll tell you later if there's a locker for guys, huh!?"
"Thank you, Diki."
"Together, Mother!"
Amelia entered her house, looking for nails and a hammer to fix her broken clothesline.
It turned out that Soleh had been sitting on the dining chair with his pillow face and frowning lips.
"Why was the husband's disgrace dismantled outside?" spray it with a rough sound.
Amelia's surprised. It turned out that Soleh was angry because Amel told me about it in his PHK he was from the company.
"Sorry, Bang! I mean who knows in the factory where Diki mas work there are vacancies. So I'm,"
"Next don't tell me about your husband's weakness, Amelia! Not a good thing, indulging in the lack of a partner!"
At once Amelia just swallowed. Nodding and looking down. Even though his heart did not accept being said to be guilty. Because it is not his intention to humiliate Soleh in front of Diki and Lukman.
But in the eyes of Soleh, Amelia was so presumptuous and brash.
A plate of fried rice with cow's eye eggs on it, clean unfeeling devoured by Soleh. A glass of warm sweet tea so the last until the mouth of Soleh let out his sputum.
"Deeu'!"
Get back on the bed.
"I slept for a few hours?" he said to Amelia.
"Yes, Bang!"
Amelia answered only briefly.
Although annoyed to have to fix the clothesline pole alone, but Amel knew that Soleh must still be very sleepy and tired.
Amelia.
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