TRUE LOVE For MAYA
I WANT TO GO HOME SOON

Welcome to my second work, friends. It's just an ordinary novel of the blood, if there's the same character's name, vocation, and scene, it's beyond what I didn't expect. If you like to read it if not just skip it. In the storyline, sorry if not in line, this novel will hit many existing boundaries. Loyalty, debased, infidelity, forbidden relationships in the name of love will color the journey of the story of two human children with different backgrounds and hope to get real love.

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The woman had just finished the job she used to do when she returned home to her in-laws. A pile of laundry dishes used for dinner already he washed and tidied up.

She's Maya Mawanda. The 26-year-old, the first son-in-law with the lowest economy, was married for 5 years to 32-year-old Amar Maulana Haris, the eldest son of Azhar Maulana and Hani Dwi Lestari. During his five years of marriage, he had not been gifted a child for reasons he could not express.

The woman took a deep breath and tried to hold back her cries, remembering each time her mother-in-law who always compared to her other daughter-in-law.

Maya will always be in the kitchen when the whole family is gathering every weekend. In contrast to his other daughters-in-law, they will be in the living room after the dinner is over.

Sitting casually chatting with each other laughing happily, with snacks and drinks as a dish at the table. Proudly, the two daughters-in-law are competing to tell the success of her husband to his mother-in-law. Who was none other than her husband's biological mother.

Before long, a pregnant woman came along to sit on the sofa. The woman arrived late with her husband whom she was always proud of. The pregnant woman was thrilled to show off her husband's burgeoning housing project.

With her frail body Haris meets Maya in the kitchen. Ever since they arrived at this house, his wife did not show up to join the others. Maya is always burdened with a lot of work.

The woman prefers to sit in the kitchen with her mother's maid, because there is nothing she can be proud of if she has to sit with the others.

For three years Haris did not work regularly and did not have a monthly salary because of his illness. Just relying on the results of writing in online media with small results and only enough to make up for the drug is not completely.

Lungs that hurt her make her body's endurance decreases, added Asthma disease which is also in her dream.

The disease can appear at any time and can worsen suddenly. He resigned from his job as a journalist at a print media company.

The job requires a healthy and strong physique because during working hours, the time is more in the field.

"May, already .. rest first, from now on you have not eaten anything. The work will have no end." The man's heart seemed to cry when his wife was treated like a maid in his parents' house. As a husband, he was unable to do anything and did much to defend his wife.

"It's over, and I'm not hungry either. Earlier in the boutiq I've got an afternoon meal ration." maya squeezed the wet end of her clothes.

Since Haris is not working, so that the needs of each month are met Maya decides to make a living by applying as a shopkeeper in one of the famous butiq. In accordance with his ability and graduation, which is only SMK graduates according to the majors he took, namely design.

"Is the show over? I want to go home soon. Tomorrow I have to leave in the morning because in Butiq is a lot of orders." Maya's face looks tired and pale.

"How will your husband be healthy quickly and recover if you put too much importance on your work." Suddenly, Hani appears in the kitchen. Showing an unpleasant face by spouting spicy words.

"Mama sure, your salary will not be enough to meet your needs for one month ..what else to bring Haris to treatment every month. To this day, if it wasn't for Mama to help you, you wouldn't be getting the best care."

"How much is your wife's salary? He's just a shopkeeper. So don't complain that Mama told her to help the other guy in the kitchen."

"Ma, already. Enough Ma! Don't always push Maya. Here I am the one who should have worked harder to meet our needs. And I asked Maya to rest. It's not just Maya Mama's daughter-in-law, anyway. Why don't you tell Rani and Nina too?"

"You always stood up for your wife. Mama was surprised, wherever the pay and severance pay if not to help Mother and her sisters in the village. You guys don't have Haris's kids yet! You should be able to have savings."

"Look at your sisters, Reksa and Rendi (his two twin boys) they have a good career in the company where he works, whereas you guys?"

Hani snorted dejectedly "What can Mama be proud of? You're the oldest child in this family Haris, you should be able to expect. It's free for you Mama to go high. If it were going to be like this.

"Ma, I'm sorry that I'm not as successful as my sisters. But please, don't blame Maya. It's all because of my shortcomings Ma."

"What's this about? What else is it, Ma? Why fuss?" Azhar followed into the kitchen when she heard the noise.

"Your son always defends his wife. Mama means good Pah, Mama just wants Haris to be well taken care of, so she can get healthy quickly and go back to pursuing her career."

"Papa always defended him. Could be big heads later." Hani seems to dislike when her husband defends his daughter-in-law.

Haris started coughing nonstop when thinking hard, his body instantly dropped and started to cramp up every time arguing with his Mama.

Maya immediately took a glass of water to give to her husband.

"Is it better, Mom?" while rubbing Haris' back, it was always like this when they came home to this mansion. If it wasn't about Haris' health, it would have been a career and economic issue to be discussed. And the edges question about the child who has not been present in his marriage.

"Yes, thank you May." Haris tried to smile in front of his wife by handing over the empty glass.

"Prepare, let's go home now."

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"Mother Maya doesn't have to book a taxi, I'll drive her home."

Herman, the husband of her pregnant sister-in-law Tika, offered to help when Maya would book a taxi online.

"No need, it will be troublesome. Let us go home in a taxi." Maya rejected it subtly.

"Don't refuse your brother-in-law's offer. Than the money to pay for a taxi. You can use it for everything else." Hani interrupts Herman and Maya's conversation

"Yes, Ma'am, Mas Herman will go out and buy Mama's order. Let Mbak Maya same Mas Haris can try, feel our new car." the woman who was 5 months pregnant was none other than Tika, sister number two from Haris.

The woman never interfered in Maya's affairs, but once she spoke her words were sometimes hurtful. In addition, Tika also has a hobby of showing off new items to Maya when they meet every weekend

Not wanting to argue, Maya forced to obey the words of her mother-in-law. Maya helps Haris get into the new car after they leave the house.

Haris leaned his back on the back of the chair with his eyes closed. As for Maya, he stared sideways watching the highway behind the windowpanes. No conversation in the car. Maya just wants to get home soon, she is really uncomfortable with the eyes of Herman who looks at her with a different gaze from the rearview mirror.

As a woman, she could feel Herman's very different attitude when behind Tika.

"Ma's mom usually leaves for work at what time?" The man started to talk to her

"Jam 8 Mas, because butiq is not nine." Maya still responds kindly as a form of family relationship.

Unintentionally, they met at a butiq when Herman was looking for a suit for an event.

"It looks like we're in the same direction as Ma'am. I can pick up Maya when I leave. I'm sure Mas Haris won't mind either. Using a private vehicle is safer than public transportation.

"Thank you, but I don't think it's necessary. I'm more comfortable riding in public transportation and I'm used to it too."

"It's been safe this whole time.."

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