Bitter Tongue In-Law
41. Go home

"It's all because of you, Lia. Try to see if Arga wants to adopt a child, he will not go anywhere. You are still profitable, not in living with your husband with your current situation. Not all men can accept your situation, while he still survives with you for seven years. But your husband didn't want to adopt a child."

"Why did you blame me? Arga never had a problem with this, which was just Mom. Mother who asked him to take Nuna's child, I did not realize that what I did could make Arga depressed. Mothers who have to introspect. Don't you think it's anybody." Lia then left her mother-in-law and walked towards the room.

For two weeks now Arga has not returned and cannot be contacted. He had asked his office friends and apparently no one knew because apparently Arga had resigned from there a month ago. Lia no longer knows where to look and finally she prefers to keep quiet waiting for a miracle and hope for Arga to come home soon.

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While in another place, Nuna with a perfectly fluffy smile dragged two large suitcases and also one backpack on her back. So many things he brought. Not only personal items, but many souvenirs also for all members of his family.

With the mention of a new address in a small town, Nuna drives a taxi to her new home. The house that he never knew was its shape and appearance. For five years he never once went home.

Nuna gets home when the world is almost dark. There was adhan maghrib everywhere. With a light step and a still smile he walked while staring at the big house in front of him. Only one floor, but quite luxurious and large seen from the outside. It reminds me of Bian's house. A large, one-story house, how is the owner of the house? Nuna thought to herself.

His feet stepped on the terrace as his mother was about to close the door. The two women pecked for a moment before Nuna finally hugged her mother with a cry. Nuna's mother was still unmoved, she seemed to be digesting what happened. The woman in front of him was unknown to him before the end

"Mom's healthy, right?" Nuna unraveled her embrace seeing the mother who never returned her embrace.

"You Nuna? Nuna's mother's son? God, Son. You ... Mother's child why be beautiful like this? Mom to pangling. Well, our son's coming home, Dad. Cashel, I'm home, son," cried Nuna's mother cheerfully.

Everyone was called out of course scattering out, they were all glued to each other upon sight. Although often met through a video call connection still when meeting in person there is a difference. Nuna's father and sister are a little gawking with Nuna's beauty which is not fading because of the increasing number of her age, but what happens is that the woman is more beautiful and looks good at taking care of herself after coming home from abroad.

Nuna's gaze descended on the boy standing flanked by his father and sister. Nuna glazed over to see the child who grew up healthy and handsome. Although it is undeniable that his face still remains the same, it still resembles the father.

Nuna wandered down and knelt hugging the child. He kissed the child's entire face until it was left. He remembered very well, he left Cashel when his only child was still sound asleep. When he was two years old, he was sure if he said goodbye directly he would never be able to leave at that time.

"Mother's son is healthy? You're a lot more handsome to see firsthand, this is Mom, son. I'm sorry I left Cashel too long."

"I'm healthy, Mom. I was well taken care of by Grandma Grandpa. I'm pretty when I see it first hand."

After a few moments of crying shows, they carry out the obligation first and relax in front of the television. Nuna was helped by her sister unpacking the entire suitcase and also a bag containing many souvenirs from abroad and also many clothes. Everyone was happy with what Nuna brought.

"Restaurant? Wherever you want I'll take you there. We're learning, yuk. I want to know what this mother's son can do now." Spoiled by the first-class SD boy asked for the mother's arms. Along the way to the room, Cashel did not stop talking about his daily life.

A smile of relief ended up lying on the lips of the three adults who watched Nuna and Cashel until the woman's back disappeared into distance.

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"Yes I'm going home now, besides, if you go home why not say it first?" Bian grumbled along the restaurant. He who is checking the financial statements must be delayed because the brother who came without news.

"So usually, it's at home. Yeah I didn't say. Then you have a Aunt why not tell me to do it anyway, wonder." Bianca won't lose.

"Whisper!"

Brother sister is still the same as before, nothing has changed between them. Although Bian changed drastically with his personality in front of his sister he remained the same.

"Hi, where are you going? Just wanted to follow." A beautiful woman with shoulder-length hair was standing at the end of the lowest rung. The last few months Bian was being pursued by one of his friends who seemed to be trying to get his heart.

"home." Bian tried to get past the woman by taking a path beside her, but nimbly Naya blocked him back.

Bian closed his eyes to hold back so that his anger would not explode. He felt bored every time he had to face Naya who came suddenly.

"So move, Naya."

"Couthful. Before we go home, it's still late afternoon, we'll be a little late."

"No," Bian replied briefly as he again attempted to pass through Naya. And this second attempt worked. But as usual, he could still be reached by the woman.

"Deliver!" tell Bian with his sharp gaze.