A. N. S
Father-in-law Pingin Opor Ayam

On the way of Gajahan Klaten he teased me constantly. Sometimes also scolded a little because Deket Ivan Deket Andri. Allah will come down from his bondage.

Thank God you have arrived home. I hurried into the house to go straight to the bathroom to take a shower and then go to sleep. My head. I locked the door, she I can't let her in. I am so angry with.

I have an intention to go home. Instead of living the same life he was jealous. Or just kos again. I packed my clothes and my college books. I'll ask Fatty to pick me up. I don't want him to. Hopefully.

"Darling you why the hell. Let's open the door to her room. I'm tired too, Lo. Take a break too." I'm the one who doesn't answer. I'm rebahan. Pretend sleep.

"Dik, please help me open the door." Yes memelas. Then came his mother asking me about my anger.

His mother just smiled and laughed. Laughing at Ahmad who is the blind jealous type.

"Son, she's your wife, don't get angry at all times. Do not let him think to go home or cost again. You also do not be too jealous, it is the same as you can not guard his heart. Give him your trust, he will keep your trust. You're like a little kid. Who told me to pick up the niqah. The first date. While exploring each other's nature. You will immediately ngajakin niqah. The niqah unites two different hearts, le. I'm better than my diligent daughter-in-law who loves to cook. Later if it's still like this. Your wife must have asked you to go home. Must be asking for a divorce. Because you are overprotective. And her boyfriend who has a crush on her must be really happy. Cawing... Immediately persuaded. Mom stay first. Usually cook your wife. Now bother. Because of your jealousy. Where your father will be shortly home from the office. I haven't cooked yet. Your father wanted chicken opor. What tastes good is only made by your wife Falya. Now go on how...hayooo ?" His mother was muring and grumbling in the kitchen.

It's 14:30 and the door hasn't been opened yet. His mother went back and forth to the kitchen dining table to prepare his father's meal. As a result only asem vegetables, tomato sauce and fried tempeh.

"Assalamualaikum, you're home." Shouted Father.

While passing his daughter's son while salaman and immediately asked I was not there.

"Ahmad, where's your wife, where's she ?" Asked is confused and reasonable

"Dibangunin used to be invited to eat, pity. I'm waiting for you to eat."

"So already ate Gajahan chicken noodles, sir. At least this won't eat."

"Keep yourself ! Wake up and feel sorry for the children you don't notice !" Mas Ahmad was just silent while snacking on his fried tempe ibuk.

"Oh, where's the chicken opor of the son-in-law ?" I shouted calling Ibuk. His spirit to go home yaaa that is not on the dining table. Make the mood of father also bete. But Ndak papa is still treated vegetable asemnya ibuk segerrr can nyegerin heart Father.

"Anu, sir. Si Falya Ndak out of the room, again marahan the same son of the Father. Because Ahmad was too jealous and overprotective with his daughter-in-law, Father. Already from the morning you see your favorite daughter-in-law angry just like that."

"Mad bill... What did your mother say ?"

"Congratulations, Sir. Right. Lha wong his name is Lo dear, sir."

"Still nge-les you, le ? Let's wake up your wife. Seduced, cook lost the same Father who pinter ngrayu your mother."

"Already, sir. Ndak. Maybe overslept."

"Open from the outside, that's your spare room key." Mr. while pointing the spare key of the house that much in the corner of the top corner. Mas Ahmad direct spirit 45. Kok Ndak from earlier thought that.