Not the Perfect Son-in-law
Chapter 21. Ali's Fascination

Chapter 21

Ali, after returning from the mosque, rushed to Niken's house, which he said was where Alika would do her college work. He left without Ruqoyah's knowledge. If he says he wants to ascertain the truth of his mother's words about his sister, then it will not be allowed and end with the anger of the woman who has given birth to him.

Ali has arrived at Niken's house. There was a security guard approaching Ali.

"Assalamualaikum, sir. Is my sister inside? Uh, I mean Alika, his friend Niken," asked Ali politely.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, sir. No Non-Niken friends came. Precisely this week Non Niken is prohibited from leaving the house by the same Father Mother. He was being punished by his parents" the middle-aged man replied.

Hearing the guards' words made Ali flinch. He thought about where Alika went these nights.

"If you may know why Niken was punished by his parents?" tanya Ali who now shadowed in his mind video and photo Alika with men. He now also suspects that Niken is doing the same.

"Come, Sir. As far as I know a few days ago, you were very angry and wanted to expel Non Niken, but I begged while crying so that Non Niken should not be kicked out of the house" replied the adult man.

Like a godam hit his head, Ali suddenly hurt his head. Then, he went to Alika's friend's house and the sister was not there.

Ali could not trace Alika's whereabouts because the phone number could not be reached. Even in a state of deactivation. Ali was very upset and was afraid of anything with his sister, because he was also in charge of her.

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Hafsah saw Ali's exhausted face. Her husband came home almost midnight. He himself had not slept and waited for the man to come home in the front room while reciting.

"Bang, this is a drink!" pinta Hafsah handed over all the warm water mixed with honey.

"Thank you, honey," Ali replied as she received the glass and finished it.

Hafsah massaged Ali's body and head with the right energy. Makes the man feel comfortable. The pain in his head is gone. His body that felt stiff also now began to feel light and relaxed. Ali really liked Hafsah who was so considerate and did something without having to be told.

That night Ali slept well. Unbeknownst to him that his sister is now with a boy at a party.

Alika now did not want to drink anything at the event. He was afraid that something happened to him again. Even after losing her chastity she was unwilling to sleep with any man including Om Bimo. In his mind to keep in mind the fear of her getting pregnant, because at that time he was in an unconscious state.

"Who is he?" ask one of the party guests to Om Haris.

"She's my date, Alika," the widower replied, embracing Alika's waist.

"It's so pretty" she replied again and made Alika smile thinly. To him such a remark was a dreadful seduction that did not make him happy.

To come to the event tonight, Alika dressed up to the salon and used a rather closed party dress. She was afraid that many striped-nosed men would tease her.

"Alika, where are you going to sleep? Apartment or hotel?" ask Haris when they're going home.

"I go home to my friend's boarding house," replied Alika who did not want to risk getting caught by the cctv camera in that place.

"Alright," said the grown man who had just entered the age of four-headed.

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"Alika, what are you doing?" tanya Hafsah was astonished.

"That's walking, Ma'am. I look like I'm sleeping" Alika replied in a sullen tone.

The young girl did such a deed to cover up her fear. As if he no longer wanted to be spoken to for fear of being interrogated, he ran into the house.

"Astaghfirullah's. May Alika know and be able to distinguish between good and bad. Let him not fall into the pit of sin that will destroy his future." Hafsah can only be privileged and pray for the kindness of his sister-in-law.

Just now that Hafsah had finished drying clothes, there was already a shout of Ruqoyah on the doorstep. The middle-aged woman appeared to be on her waist in front of the door.

"What's up, Mom?" ask Hafsah with a path to his father-in-law.

"Tonight is a good cook and there will be many guests. You go shopping to the market!" ruqoyah replied while giving the money five pieces of red.

Hafsah accepted the money and felt it was quite a lot. Then he asked, "What is this cooking, Mom?"

"Whatever. Anyway cook a lot of menus and do not forget to buy also some fruits," replied Ruqoyah.

The middle-aged woman patted her cheeks that had just finished in the mask using products from well-known brands. Compared to Hafsah, Ruqoyah prefers self-care. It was not that Hafsah did not like to do treatments like going to a salon or spa, he did not have the money to do all that. So he did more treatment with natural ingredients.

"How many guests will be there, ma'am?" ali's wife asked him that he was afraid he was cooking too little or too much.

"Sarah will have dinner here later. Mother invited him," Ruqoyah replied with glaring eyes.

Hearing the name of the woman who always tried to tempt her husband, Hafsah's heart felt sick. He was often jealous when he saw Ali with Sarah. Although she believed in her husband, but not with a woman who had a thousand devious ways to be with Ali.

"Ngapain still standing there? There go!" ruqoyah snapped as if he was expelling people who were asking for donations.

Hafsah rushed to the market for shopping. The habit of the woman is to always write down all the prices she buys. Once the incident he did not record the prices of goods purchased and happened to be on the rise because many failed to harvest. Ruqoyah accused him of corruption of spending money, since then if asked to shop, then he will write everything down.

The day quickly passed, Ali came home before the magrib because the road was jammed. Ruqoyah told her son to rush a bath and have to look attractive and neat.

"What's the matter, ma'am?" ali asked because his mother kept telling him to dance fast.

Hafsah remained silent. He didn't want to say much that would provoke his in-laws' emotions. Besides he was also feeling tired after cooking so much alone there was nothing to help.

"There will be special guests" Ruqoyah replied with a wide smile.

"Huh. Who?" ali asked as he glanced at his mother and wife.

"Sarah," Ruqoyah replied with a happy facial expression and Ali widened her eyes.

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Is the dinner with Sarah going well? Follow their story, yes!