Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 14 Stress And Happiness, Really?
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Just as Amelia was preparing to fix the broken clothesline, her phone rang several times.
Amelia went back inside the house and picked up her hapeh lying on the dining table.
"Mother Mariana?" he murmured himself and immediately received a phone call from his mother-in-law.
"Hallo, Assala,"
...[.Heh, Amel! Where's Soleh? Why is the hape inactive? Did you tell him to disappear from his parents? Uhhh?]...
Not yet finished greeting Amelia to Mother-in-law, precisely the spray sound of her cry Mariana that Amelia got.
"Some, ma'am, still asleep. Maybe Bang Soleh's hapeen battery is lowbat. So it's temporarily shut down. What's up, Mom? Mom, how's she doing?"
Amelia tried to suppress her feelings. And be polite as always.
...[.You want me to die quickly huh? Are you happy that your mother-in-law quickly entered the burrow? You son-in-law don't know it's lucky! Where's Husband? Give hapemu! Ehh.. wait! How did you answer what I asked you yesterday? Have you got a marriage license yet? Or are you still fussing over autographs?]...
"Mother, O Allah, by Allah I have never thought so badly of motherhood. I always doain healthy mom always,"
...[.Enough bases. Have you made a license for Soleh to marry again?]...
"Mothers. Which woman wants to be combined, Mom!? Amel think, Mother herself does not want to be pitted against Father, does not it?"
...[.How dare you say that to me! If I were you, I'd let my husband marry again. Wh why? You must have asked why. Aye right? Because you have a shortage! Ten years you've been married, where's my granddaughter? You should have two kids! But none of them exist. Can't give me a grandchild! Don't feel overwhelmed!]...
"I_mom?!?"
...[.Don't make my firstborn the victim of your life! Give him happiness by feeling the feel of having a child from his own sp+rm+! Don't tell me it's not time you had kids yet! It can! Only my son can have children if he marries another woman! Not marrying you, a 'gabug' woman doesn't have a uterus to give birth to!]...
Amelia's tears fell one by one and she began to pour.
His heart was sad, it hurt. Until it was like numbness to accept the insult for the insults of the in-laws who bitter tongue.
Amelia jerks. Soleh's hand immediately grabbed the cellphone stuck in his ear.
"Hallo's? Mommy?"
...[.Soleh my son! Why did you turn off your phone? Until I find it hard to connect with you! Howwhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy? Mr. Ojan's family is waiting for you!]...
"Mothers... Why do you say you're so rude to Amelia, Mom? Why do they keep hurting his heart? Enough, Mom! Never mind. Take away the pressure you always put on my wife!"
Amelia was crying sadly. But his heart was slightly comforted, it turned out that the Husband defended him.
...[.Urge your wife to give her blessing! Don't you want to marry Juriah, Pak Ojan's son, and Samsiah's beautiful mother? Didn't you guys exchange personal numbers too? Hallo's? Soleh?]...
"Mothers. Problem child, someday God will give us trust. It's just a matter of time. And only Allah is All-Knowing when I and Amel were given descendants! If I marry that girl, the possibility of long-term offspring could happen, right? Like Amel and I. We are both healthy according to the obstetrician!"
...[.But with the Syrian, I'm sure you'll be given a baby soon!]...
"Why are you so sure?"
...[.Because she had given birth, but her son died an hour later!]...
"What??? So, so.. So Juriah ever had a child?" Shout unconsciously.
...[.The boy got pregnant after dik+sa. At the age of seven months, Jyria gave birth to a premature baby. So, the woman's womb is healthy. Not like Amel's womb your wife!]...
Soleh turned off Amel's phone without saying goodbye to his mother.
His heart was upset, feeling like it was being lied to because it turned out that the situation of Siti Jyria was much worse than he thought.
Soleh turned on his own phone.
Now he searches for the name of Juriah in his contacts and...
...Why didn't you tell me you gave birth to that Bangs+t boy?...
His chat was directly on Juriah without further ado.
Straw heart. Upset and disappointed. So eager to curse at Jyria at this time.
Long time ago chat Soleh just responded Juriah.
...In what capacity should I tell you all the stories of my life?...
Heyy?! The answer is very relaxed! Curse the heart of Soleh.
Of course it is a must! Because we are currently in the process of matchmaking!
...What matchmaking? Who said it? Is our relationship determined? Not yet? And has Mas told his wife that I am willing to be a young wife as long as she gives her permission? Not yet? Then we have no deal! So there's no need for me to tell you about my life story!...
Soleh. Juria's a smart girl.
The words he spoke were so straightforward and firm. It is very clear to give an idea that Juria is a strong and powerful female figure.
Not like Amel...
Again and again, Soleh began to compare Juriah with Amelia.
The glance of the wife who is still as hiccup dampens her own cries.
Soleh was lazy to give Amelia a sentence of consolation. And he could only throw his body back into bed. Let Amelia sit pensively alone in front of the dining table.
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Day by noon. Amelia's clothesline had not been sown because her heart and body were suffocated after receiving a phone call from the Mother-in-law.
Even until now, the clothesline is still lying on the ground. No one bothered to correct his position again.
Amelia herself only busied herself with colorful wool threads. He wanted to comfort his wounded heart and disappointed soul.
Soleh woke up after the bedug in the mosque rang and the chanting of the Dzuhur adhan reverberated from the mosque toa.
"Have money instead to buy yarn!" solh's Nagging at Amelia.
Soleh often scolded her knitting activities. Though a few times the knitted result was Amelia selling and making money. Tablecloths, baby socks, knitting shirts, on average, have been ordered several times by neighbors around who see their ability to weave wool yarn into items of high artistic value.
And Amelia knit to recover her wounded mental state until she recovered.
Amelia put down her thread and rushed towards the bathroom.
"Let's pray together!"
Amelia's eyes were round and wide. What a rare invitation, which Soleh uttered for ten years he was married.
At once Amel's heart cheered happily. May the Husband be better and Istikomah in carrying out his worship. So prayer in his heart.
Amelia and Solehudin pray together for the first time.
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