Second MATCH
Harry's anger

Takbir echoed everywhere. Haru's cries covered the entire length. The day of victory has come. Harry's extended family had gathered at his grandfather's house.

Before the Eid prayer, all of Harry's family had apologized one by one from the older ones.

But not with Fadia, she prefers to ask permission and apologize to her husband. Because for him, Harry is the one he prefers. Although he was finally hit by the scorn of both Harry's aunts.

If someone else asks permission by shaking hands and bowing and saying whatever their apology is, it's different from Fadia's apology.

Harry is currently sitting on a single sofa waiting his turn to salami his cousins.

"Mas.." call Fadia still standing in front of Harry.

Harry was about to stand up but was stopped by Fadia. Carefully he rested on both knees staring at Harry with a smile.

Fadia holds both earlobes and puts on as sad a face as possible.

"My husband.. Sorry I don't listen to you often not to cook, sorry if I often eat snacks, sorry if I still often stop grilled meatballs, sorry if I often buy clothes online, I often buy clothes online, and I'm sorry that I love you so much."

Fadia admits what she hasn't told Harry.

Harry held back a laugh at the wife's behavior, actually he already knew all of her art.

Fadia began to frown because Harry had not yet made a sound while his legs were sore.

"Mas.. Iihh fast dong.. This sore." lamented with still both hands are in both of his earlobes.

Harry did not reply but gestured for Fadia to stand up and she stood up. If everyone at home is crying but not with Harry and Fadia.

He hugged his wife and cupped Fadia's face giving him a lot of kisses there.

"Mas also apologizes, baby, sorry if you have to be fierce to let you recite. Where's Gadhing?"

"It's the same grandpa."

"Why is my firstborn so easy to get close to Yu?"

"Perhaps because all this time there was no family of ours." said Fadia shriek.

"Everyone here is your family Yu, am I not enough hem?"

Harry led Fadia to sit on his couch and sat on the floor holding Harry's hands together.

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Well, did you forget that I'm not just your husband, I'm your best friend, I'm your brother, I can also be like a parent, and I'm also like an affair that Gadhing is spoiled for you."

Fadia did not answer, but chuckled and received a helping hand from Harry's cousins with her other hand stroking her husband's head.

Harry himself would not accept a helping hand from his female cousin. He didn't like doing that in the past.

"Dear, rise.. Don't be like this." said Fadia, because Harry had already laid his head on his leg.

"Harrry.. Where is your pride? just want to be told to sit on the floor with your wife. The one sitting on that floor should be your wife not you."

Hearing the sneer Harry finally sat up straight staring at his two aunts.

"Begging uncle to be treated like I treated Ayu bi.. I told Ayu to sit on the couch."

"Was.. That's your wife's belly again big times like it's her moon alone. Or do you rush to get married because you're pregnant first?"

The living room atmosphere of the grandfather's house suddenly became quiet from hearing the words of one of Harry's aunts.

Fadia heard it directly hugging her stomach. The memory of the mass story - and the ill-treatment of her ex-husband's family - returns.

He cried, but not crying justifying the words of his aunt Harry, but he was afraid that his old story would repeat itself.

Fadia's sobbing rang out in everyone's ears leading them to judge that Fadia was pregnant out of wedlock.

Harry turned the seat upside down by turning his body towards Fadia. Removed those tears that kept flowing.

"Why are you crying hem?" asked Harry to hold back his anger.

"I-I'm afraid of Rry.. I'm scared of being kicked out like I used to."

Hearing Fadia's answer made Harry's heart ache like in the verses. All this time he treated Fadia well as the queen in his house now have to hear his mass fear again.

Harry leaned over to carry Fadia and led her into the grandfather's room.

"You were here first.. I'll call Gadhing to keep you company."

Fadia just nodded weakly.

The wide step he chose after closing the room door. His jaw hardened even that hand was already tightly clenched.

The atmosphere in the living room was still silent as if it was waiting for Harry to explain everything.

Sit with both elbows resting on the knees. His hands clenched as a refutation of his chin. Still with her lips tightly closed because she was controlling her emotions. It's okay if the accusations are made for him but not in front of Fadia and make his wife cry.

Harry stared intently at the aunt. Sit up straight when your emotions start to decline.

"What do you mean by talking in front of my wife?"

"So your wife got pregnant first? if that's true, is it certain that the child in your wife's body is your child?"

"Don't cross your boundaries bi.." threatening Harry his anger peaked again, Fadia's face with tears re-remembered.

"Don't talk to you, Harry.." Harry's mother raised her voice because she was also afraid that what her sister-in-law said was the truth.

Harry looked at his mother with a sharp look. She was disappointed that her mother also doubted her.

"Grandfather, I'll take over Grandpa's cattle ranch. Tomorrow I'll see the results of the sale report. I don't want anyone else selling those cows without my permission."

"You're serious Harry? what about your job?"

"I'll send my men to take care of the farm. And I won't let anyone fool me." Harry said, insinuating his aunt's husband for cheating on his grandfather.

"And one more thing, my wife does not get pregnant out of wedlock let alone conceive a child from someone else's son. My wife, I'm the one who impregnated her. My wife is pregnant with twins because her belly is bigger than her gestational age."

Harry got up after being content to explain everything. He walked to the grandfather's room to come to his wife.

His steps stopped when he was in front of his mother. "I'm disappointed, ma'am." he said softly.

Harry opened the door to see his wife and son watching YouTube on his cell phone.

"Honey.. Let's go home." take her.

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