Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 5 - Delayed Discussion
Amelia rose from her fall.
Soleh's words hurt her heart.
"Don't you want polygamy?" hatchling fierce.
"Wait on! Don't be angry, Amel!"
"How could I not be angry, Bang! One wife only you are confused to make a living! How do you want to have two? Want to die young you, Bang!?"
Soleh. Her face flushed to see Amelia's unexpected response.
"Hehehe.., it turns out you have spurs too yes make angry with me. In almost three years, you are calmer and rarely look angry!"
Soleh actually seduces his wife who is seriously emotional with her ghost style.
Soleh is like that. Often joking and difficult to talk seriously four eyes.
But it is precisely this attitude of Soleh that makes Amelia difficult to anger prolonged.
Her husband was typical of ignorant people addressing everything Amel took seriously.
"Bang, take it seriously!"
"This time I'm serious, Amel! Two or three riuses are also allowed, if that's what you want!"
"Hhh..."
Amelia sighed.
"Don't talk about anything! I don't want it to be a prayer that Allah sends out! Prayers soon have children, it's better than you said marriage like Mom and Dad earlier!"
"Amelian! Listen to me talk!"
Immediately Amel felt the tone of Soleh's speech change firmly.
Amelia straightened her back. He listened carefully while monitoring the movement of the lips of the husband who still looks silent.
"Today, I'm in PHK!"
Rounding both eyes Amelia looked at the face of Soleh fixedly.
Lips vibrate.
"Really, Bang?"
"Yes." Yeah."
Amelia with her face closed.
"Here, the envelope with my three-month salary severance. Please hold it and use it to the best of your ability!"
Amelia did not dare to take the thick envelope containing the money that Soleh put on her.
It is too risky to process money worth nearly ten million rupiah for the next three months and then do not know whether there will be a salary that goes into the pocket of their household economy.
"Bang," he said.
There is a tired heart, but it must be able to accept this economic ordeal. And his role must be even stronger to be a companion woman husband.
Is not behind the success of a man, there is a role of a great woman behind him.
Amelia is only a Junior High.
But his knowledge is a lot because he loves to read.
Books are windows to the world.
It was from books that Amelia could know everything.
That is why Amel's insight is no less than that of women who until high school.
"Don't forget, my motorcycle credit is only three months away. It's a good fit, isn't it!? God seems to have matched our sustenance to the keel of the Jagur. The only problem is how we find food and rent."
"Keep, what's your plan?"
"You know, Siti Juriah is a rich man's son. There's no harm in us using him for our benefit."
"Huhuh?"
Amelia gawking. His eyes looked at Soleh unblinking.
"What does Brother mean?"
"I'm asking for your ridho, Amel!"
The murmurs in Amelia's heart raced.
"Ridho what, Bang?"
Soleh. He did not immediately continue his talk.
"We should sleep. It's already night time. We'll talk again tomorrow."
Of course Amelia can not take for granted the order of the husband.
"Bang!"
This time Amelia said.
Immediately his feet stepped towards the wardrobe made of plastic.
"Don't put it there!"
Amelia.
"Betch where?"
"Whatever. But not there. I've seen Mom open that closet door."
Amelia cheered inwardly.
Soleh knew also finally the behavior of his mother who was cynical without having to stir.
Now Amelia is looking for a safer place that her parents-in-law can't guess.
His eyes circled around the room.
Amelia squats.
Finally he put the envelope with the money under the bed made of wood.
There was a side of the hidden board jutting underneath that he could use as a secret safe.
Amelia stood up again and sat down on the edge of the bed.
Creetical.
The sound of a wooden squeaking bed clashed when the back of his body stomped on a thin mattress.
Soleh's eyes were closed.
Amelia went to sleep after praying in her heart.
Hopefully tomorrow will be better in everything.
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Kukuruyuu...
Kukuruyuu...
The sound of the neighbor's rooster was very clear. The cage was right behind the wall of Amelia's room so that the thirty-year-old woman immediately opened her eyes.
There are also fortunately though often irritated by the sound of roosters owned by Mr. Kukuh rental owners who have five years more they rent. Amelia never woke up because of the fact that it was part.
Si Pulung, the name of Pak Kukuh's rooster is used to crow every four o'clock in the morning before dawn.
As if it had been set by God, Pulung crowed every day at the right hour. Even Pulung is like a clock alarm for Amelia.
In contrast to Soleh, Soleh even more kebluk sleep heard the Pulung crow that can up to four or five times crowed.
Maybe because it's been five years since Soleh slept behind a chicken coop. So anyway, it is like a melodious natural song that seduces add sleep hours to a few more hours.
Sole is used to waking up at six in the morning. Rarely pray at dawn for cold reasons if you hold water.
Different from the wife. Amelia got used to waking up early in the morning as a child.
The education of her parents who had accustomed Amelia to wake up for dawn prayers was ingrained.
It was a long dawn this time for Amelia.
Many prayers are deliberately offered for the survival of their households, especially in the economy.
Pray often, but God does not seem to have answered all his prayers.
But Amelia was not discouraged. Because praying is an obligation. To be granted or to wait for an answer is the business of Allah Ta'ala. So was the advice of Amelia's mother when she was a child and often asked about having to worship five times but still their condition was normal. Not any better.
After the prayer, Amel went out of the room and was busy in the kitchen.
He attacked the water for his second bath and also two glasses of sweet hot tea that must be shaved Mariana and Anta after finishing the morning bath.
All with great care Amelia did because she had memorized the habits of her two in-laws.
Two large buckets of warm water are already available in the bathroom.
Amelia knocked on the door of the next room.
Tok tok...
"Mom, Sir...! Warm water is ready. What breakfast are you going to eat this morning? Wheat rice or chicken porridge?"
"Yeah. Rice but complete. Pake the same balado egg potato seasoning beans are also two servings!"
"Yes." Yeah."
Mariana's reply made Amelia rush out of the house. The goal is a rice stall uduk bu Surasi.
With quiet steps at half-six in the morning, Amelia looked for breakfast for both her in-laws and her husband.
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