Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 19 One Bed of Three Lives
Solehudin returned to his parents' house at nine p.m., with Juriah, Mariana and Anta and Lani as well as Tito.
It was not Amelia had expected before.
And like a clumsy situation, the three of them were forced to sleep on the same bed. The first night of Soleh's marriage.
Mariana herself tried to find a way for her first daughter-in-law to step aside overnight in order to give the newlyweds freedom to enjoy the first night.
But it was precisely Juriah who kept Amelia from staying in the same room with her and Soleh.
"Please don't leave us alone, Ma'am!" pinta Jyria with a pleading voice. Amelia breaks down to sleep in Mariana and Anta's room.
What a bumbling atmosphere for all of them.
Amelia forgot, Soleh and Juriah need privacy. She did not expect that her husband would bring her Young Wife home that night.
Amelia thought that Soleh would enjoy her happy evening in the bridal room of the big house of the Syrian family. Apparently not.
"I asked to be brought here tonight." The story of Juriah to Amelia when Amel whispered to Soleh asking the question of why not wait until tomorrow morning to bring the Syrian because he did not prepare it at all from the beginning.
"Sorry, Juriah... I.. do not know if you want to join the Soleh bang tonight also to this house. I'm confused, we'll sleep together..."
"I relented. You sleep on the bed, I'm under it!"
"Don't, Bang!"
"Don't, Mas!"
Amelia and Juriah were compact. Suddenly silence returned.
"I'm on the edge, you're in the middle and Bang Soleh is in the corner!" Eventually Amelia tried to arrange a position for the three of them.
It was truly the most complicated situation the three of them had ever experienced.
An old Malay song called One Bed Three Nyawah is now a true story in Amelia's life.
"Mr..."
"Yes?"
"Thank you for giving me a new life."
Amelia did not answer. She tried to think of the way of thought of Juriah, the Young Wife of her husband who seemed relieved of her heart despite being the second.
"Sleep. It's already night time. You must be tired!" sela Soleh who was still motionless in the corner of the bed because the bed space that became very narrow filled three adult bodies.
"I still want to chat with Madam Amel, Mas! If you're sleepy, go to sleep first!"
Amel smiled in his heart.
The madam is very muddy. His age was still so young that he was more courageous to say things as he pleased.
Unlike her who is used to keeping the feeling of Soleh if something is stuck. Especially because there is a mother-in-law who always monitors her movements and nailed her as a brash wife.
"Master Amel!"
"Yes?"
"Will you move into my house?"
"A_what?"
Of course Amelia was surprised to hear Juria's invitation.
"We live three."
"One roof?"
"Yes. Wh why? No need to stare at people's talk! Mas Soleh can work in the workshop quietly because we both accompany him up close."
Amelia swallowed her saliva.
"Your parents, how?"
"We don't live with them! I have a house next to my workshop in Asamka alley. So we're not bothering them!"
Living with a young wife in her home? Will this be good for me? Isn't it too risky later?
"Dude..." Amelia tried to call out to Soleh.
"Hm?"
"Can I have your opinion?"
"As far as you are, Amel! I don't want to force. You have the right to make your own decisions."
Hhh... Amelia's breath was heavy.
"Lantas, are we moving out of Jakarta soon?"
"It looks like it is."
Now Amelia began to think again about the rented house that they had occupied eight years more.
Amelia started to feel dizzy.
"Mr..."
"Hm...? Sleep Juria. I'm fucking sleepy!"
It was like reprimanding her own sister, Amelia made Juria speechless and immediately closed her eyes.
The three people who were in one bed had different thoughts.
But all of them get hurt from this triangle relationship.
...............
The first night, not as beautiful as the wedding night in general.
A little disappointed. While Jyria looks ordinary. As for Amelia, she felt even greater pressure when she woke up in the morning.
Mariana reprimanded her directly in the kitchen when Amelia was about to take a bath at half-six in the morning.
"Hehhh! Why did you become a bully on Soleh's first night? How can my grandson be born so soon if you keep following them doesn't even give them a chance at all!"
Amelia shook her head. He tried to defend himself.
"Juriah asked Amel not to be with them, Mom!"
"Can you refuse it? You are more mature than he is so young! You should be the one with the mind to be wise to react to it!"
"But bang Soleh,"
"So you're not gonna tell me to leave. He's good at keeping your feelings in check! Hear that! Later that night you sleep in my room. Pray Isya in my room and go straight to bed! Understood?"
"Yes, Mom!"
The pressure did not stop there.
Mariana continued to insinuate Amelia in front of Soleh and also Juriah. Even Anta was involved. Except for Lani and Tito who are just silent do not dissolve in the vortex of hatred Mariana on Amelia.
Lani and Tito go to the garden to look for leftover tela in the garden of a neighbor who just finished harvesting.
"You're very good at cooking, Nduk! The time is so much more delicious. What seasoning?" praise Mariana after eating fried tempeh made by Juriah.
"Just flavoring, Mom! Hehe... Juriah is still learning, not yet able to cook as well as Ms. Amelia. Sorry, Mom!?"
"You are already including the jago! Amel used not to cook tempe, cook instant noodles less water so salty. Though only cooking instant noodles. And your determination to learn to cook to please the husband is the important point. It will be smart for a long time!"
Amelia felt pain in her heart.
Mariana is insinuating him.
As usual, Amel was always wrong in the eyes of Soleh's mother who never remembered all her kindness during the household with Soleh.
At the beginning of the marriage, Amelia was the one who always washed her in-laws' clothes, who cook until cleaning the house because Mariana and Anta more often go to the farm to mow grass in accordance with the desired land.
But it seems like Mariana forgot all that. Like someone with amnesia. In the eyes of Mariana, Amelia never contributed.
Even what is always remembered is the kindness of his wives Fitra and Jamal only. Because they're rich kids.
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