Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife
29. Snuggle
Nabilla stopped by a cake shop for her husband's favorite cakes and pudding. Although actually it does not need to be done, but Nabilla did not want to waltz away to bring herself.
"Darling..! why you should bring all that cake. Oma's house is like a cake shop there" protested Amran.
"It's a woman's business. After all, there are guests as a good daughter-in-law like this. Gotta bring some hands, ", said Nabilla.
"All they want from you is to carry the future grandchildren in your stomach. Because the first thing you notice is not the innate you are about, but your stomach has been stretched or not" said Amran while rubbing his wife's stomach.
"Say again otw, what is the difficulty anyway mas. We've been working day and night, early morning, by dawn still brushed. If not already, it is natural. It means continuing to work" said Nabilla.
"Hmmm...! Looks like your advice is good baby. We keep trying because that sentence is what I really support. The spirit is dear," Amran said with a smile with a cheerful face.
"Dich! There are cheerful ones. I want a sack race," said Nabilla.
"For production, I'm the honeymooner. You just have to enjoy it" said Amran made Nabilla's face look flushed.
"Honey. Unscrew. We're both in the car. I'm tormented if I don't see your face" said Amran.
Nabilla opened her veil but remained cautious in case they got stuck in traffic or were at a red light. Not long after, their car had entered the courtyard area of the mansion belonging to Abdullah's grandfather.
Nabilla's face was bright when she saw that Anisa's grandmother was waiting for her in the courtyard. Amran was very happy with the attitude of Anisa's grandmother who was so happy waiting for the arrival of Nabilla. They care more about Nabilla than she does. Amran opened the car door for his wife and Anisa's grandmother immediately hugged him.
"Honey. Grandma misses you so much." Anisa's grandmother hugged her daughter-in-law for so long. Just when Amran went to see his grandfather, he saw Cut Sarah's mother looking at him with teary eyes.
"Moe..!" lirih Amran who had never met his umminya for a long time.
Nabilla looked at Anisa's grandmother's face as if she was asking who it was." Dear. That's your mother-in-law, her real mother Amran," Anisa's grandmother said, leaving Nabilla strangled.
"But, isn't Amran an orphan, grandma?" nabilla asked in a whisper.
"This family relationship was too complicated for Nabilla. Do not be surprised if the husband is rude and changes quickly depending on his mood. Don't ask questions and follow the flow of this game. You just listen and see. Let the circumstances explain themselves to you. When that happened, Amran again found the wound he wanted to bury. Your job is to strengthen his heart. Don't let him get back on the wrong path!" said Anisa's grandmother at length.
They had already entered and saw the tensed faces of Amran and his mother who were still staring at each other. His sister Amran Celia who had started to understand the circumstances of her brother and her mother could only wait.
Anisa's grandmother called her granddaughter and became acquainted with Nabilla." Celia, this is your sister-in-law Nabilla. Nabilla. This is Celia's biological sister Amran," said Anisa's grandmother introduced the two.
"His wife Amran's very beautiful grandmother. Brother Amran great can wife like an angel. Later stay here alone, sister," said Celia who was immediately familiar with Nabilla.
"What class are you Celia?" ask Nabilla.
"New to college, brother. The plan is to go to college in Jakarta," said Celine.
"Yes, later if you are in trouble, just ask brother. Do not hesitate," said Nabilla make Celia bengong.
Nabilla told Celia about her education. Again good chatter not long sound snapping and glass throw conducted by Amran makes the two girls embrace each other.
"To appear before me after so long to leave me, huh? I've even forgotten that I don't have a mother." Amran's anger overflowed instantly making grandfather and grandmother could not do anything.
Annisa wanted to stand in the way of Abdullah's grandfather, but Nabilla did not want to stay silent and become a spectator.
"Yes..! Why are you yelling at ummi?" tanya Nabilla tried to stiffen her husband's arm.
"Back to your place Nabilla! don't interfere in my dealings with this shameless woman" Amran said, leaving Nabilla stunned.
"It's my business, too. If ummi is your birth mother, she's my mother, too" Nabilla said.
"It's my family's business and you have no right to interfere," Amran snapped to Nabilla's jolt.
"So, I'm not a member of this family? so I'm just your seed reservoir and your orgasmic impingement, right? ok, now I don't need to enter the area of your relationship. But I remind you as a fellow Muslim, so that you do not treat your mother badly because your duty is only devoted to her even though all you see is the ugliness of her. Because of her sin only your mother will be responsible to God. Stop blaming something that is based on your view alone, not from the point of truth hidden in your mother's heart. Most true," said Nabilla and went from Anisa's grandmother's house.
Amran was overwhelmed by himself when his wife was lashing out with him. His trauma to Nabilla makes him have to defeat his ego.
"Honey. Waitdear. Please don't leave me!" yelling Amran ran quickly to catch Nabilla's body which he immediately lifted from behind and brought to the guest room.
"Let go! I'm not a member of this family. What am I here for. There! temper your mother until you are satisfied. Soon your son will be big, he will be bad to me just like you" cried Nabilla hysterically.
Anisa's grandmother smiled looking at her daughter-in-law who was still standing trembling in fear in the face of her son's fury." Don't be afraid. Now you're grateful that there's a charmer for your son. Amran would be terrified that Nabilla had gone berserk. He's better off dealing with enemies than with Nabilla who is hard to conquer" Anisa's grandmother pacified her ex-daughter-in-law.
Meanwhile, Celine looks very sad because the beginning of her meeting with her brother must fight first. Abdullah's grandfather was silent and did not interfere so much with his son's family.
"Honey. Please forgive me! I couldn't control myself against that woman I wanted to forget" Amran said, forcing Nabilla to frown.
"Mas said she was that woman? is that your stepmother or your real mother?" tanya Nabilla is full of emphasis.
"Of course my real mother" said Amran with a bowed face.
"Who was born from whose womb? Where'd it go?" ask Nabilla again.
"Of course through the place where the seed was planted" said Amran innocently.
"Oh, so the woman who gave birth is like a snot, huh? or so if it's not good to mouth so you can scold it as good as your eel," Nabilla's nagging makes Amran only understand if a mother's struggle is not easy to conceive and give birth.
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