
Yahya POVs
My anger immediately peaked when I heard my mother's statement about arisan and branded goods installments and then even more astonishing to get the arisan money just to treat friends,it does not occur to pity the papa who works hard to make a living even almost every day scolded....uh it turns out that the fault of his own mother is precisely the mother who continues to be emotional and angry.
I also if in the position of papa yah is equally certainly angry asking for money not about a week for arranges and installments of two and a half million not yet household needs such as food costs, food,electricity costs and others especially mama accustomed to the menu of fish or meat or chicken, obviously the monthly rations are not small. I felt for myself how hard it was to make money. It does have its own business but still requires a large amount of capital, needs to pay employees, must be smart to increase income, attract buyers to be interested in buying the subject demanded active in thinking and acting. While the mother as a wife can not manage finances can be ascertained papa mumet.
At this time I can think logically it should not be necessary to pamper yourself with good food better familiarize yourself with simple foods as long as you want to eat well enough occasionally so when the position is moderate under people are not surprised and can adjust quickly. Better to be simple in everything.
I wonder the same people who think of choosing a rich partner if necessary seven derivatives will not run out in order to live happily. In fact it is wrong, the desire of property is not exhausted seven derivatives well must work, many treasures if the work males tetep out long. Continued happy? Happy from where, rich people still fight the title is also the same about money if like a mother who can not manage finances well. There are also those who quarrel because of the legacy of their parents.huffttt is wrong if with the property people can be happy.
I took my breath back. Everyone mama, she was still my parents who contributed a lot in my life. And I will not be able to raise my voice before him who has given birth to me at the risk of life.
"Mas...it is better that the wedding dress be canceled, how?" I looked at him fixedly. He can understand my current condition.
"Perhaps the person has not bought the material so it can still be canceled."
"With financial conditions now.." he shook his head. Immediately I asked the boutique owner's phone number to my mother and immediately contacted. Once connected and introduce yourself as a child mom who just came home from there, immediately talk to the point....
"Sorry to interrupt Mom....Have you started working on the order?" I waited with anxious hope and I was relieved because it had not been anything including buying the material.
"Sorry Mom... Can we cancel the booking?" from sebrang no answer seems to still think.
"Of course, our marriage was postponed." The right reason, I don't think, I should be honest. I heard breathing from the sebrang.
The answer is "Yes it is not pa pa pa but do not repeat it again." sewot said, it can be understood maybe the person was disappointed because not so get the order means the opportunity to get money extinct.
"Thank you Bu for his understanding may be replaced with better sustenance.." I imitate Mita's tricks, seducing someone with good words, he answered heem.
"Eh mas this design wedding dress I wear may?" suddenly the person asked permission Mita dipake design, this must ask Mita first can not be immediately agreed.....
"May" he replied and I delivered it to the boutique owner. He welcomed me with pleasure.
Finally solved one problem, I can breathe a sigh of relief. After this, I thought about my mom's business....
"On my mother who takes care of Yahya, focus on cooperation, help papa find more money." I immediately hugged him who revolted in my arms.
"Despite ih...mana can hug unmarried also." his mouth was upset while forcing to break away. I even chuckled, it turns out as happy as this bothers him, not caring about him who is pouting.
"I'm sorry.I'm still nervous about you.." she looked up, I smiled.
"I did hug you but not until skin to skin.." kilahku with a smile, he was still pouting with his face bent. If like this he looks more cute, it looks really still a boy, still gray interact with men. Eh..had red so want to seduce again but pity later tomorrow shy to meet me..gawat..could-can he not pick up my phone.
"I really want to get married with you but the funds are still falling."
"No pa pa pa... Relax anyway I'm not ready to be a wife either." she replied, my heart crinkled. Not ready to be a wife but accept my proposal, isn't this weird. Something scared him.
"Not ready...why?" his eyes move restlessly as the confused answer when only answer what is difficult.
"Why?" my insistence, I want to know the cause of his unpreparedness to be a wife so that I can help later. Uh he's even shy.
"Later to help what you can't.." he even glared in surprise, I was confused.
"As a woman I think you've met all the conditions...."
"Especially the less, the cooker can, and can, work also even you are independent.." he looked away, my heart was getting wrinkled deep. Wonder, what's the head trying to fill?
"Be honest with me!" he speaks a thousand languages.
"Ck...kamu not ready to be a wife but accept my proposal." long ago also if he does not want to be honest. He was confused and guilty.
"I'm ashamed to say it.." he said with his head bowed while twisting the tip of his hijab.
"Why should I be ashamed, by the way let me not misunderstand you." gently urged.
"What?"
"I'm not ready to be a full-fledged wife." hah.I scratch my head, by the way on the computers I don't understand.
"Taking care of my husband can but megurus in..kasur..kasur...i am not ready." he said, not daring to look at me, my brain is still loading....TAKE CARE OF THE MATTRESS....
Until a while I kept thinking and limp when I found out what he meant.
"I was a kid." she continued. What the fuck is that a kid? Seen from where? If from my glasses she is an ideal woman in outline, the body is not small or thin but fitting, to get pregnant is also the size.
"That's exactly what a lot of reward, pleasing husband." I replied diplomatically with a smile, he pouted.
"Yes.it is the seneng husband.above the suffering of the wife so say so." he replied sewot, I gawked at the thought of where it was.
"Yes, it's not...."
"Both will be equally happy." I replied again as if to give a defense to myself.
"Where there is.it is like a child's clothes are worn by adults, not loaded to be torn." he explained while manyun.
"Where do you think that came from?"
"I accidentally saw yesterday on the internet about the tool*******woman...he said it hurt early because the hole is small and need a process to enlarge the hole."
"Even those who have not been able to score for days."
"Yes because it's just the beginning.lumrah it but if often the process is not really" explained me, I, berabe nih if not explained adeeh can-can he fear continue not want me to marry continue how fate I.....
"Say also at the beginning of the pain continues to be made the process again is still a matter of waiting some time can just get used to." ah dizziness I become.
"I don't dare" he replied.
"Ok...all there is a time but see if it is not good why many people want to get married and one of the goals isuuuu...."
"Don't have long to talk at it either." protest, forget it and just continue to give an explanation.
"The longest drug of life is to marry and marry yourself into a field of reward for each couple.." he seemed to listen well.
"Starting from whatever it is.taking care of the husband's reward, giving a living to the wife's reward...."
"Handling...pahala...."
"Any good thing is a reward." she looked at me fixedly.
"Can you imagine how much more reward it is than holding hands?" he looked like he was sensitive to talk.
"Keep pregnant..starting from the beginning of the pregnancy the reward is continued to take care of the child until the adult Masya Allah the reward...."
"The more children the more the reward.Subhanallah God willing to go to heaven." he snorted.
"I'm not saying wrong.just women need confidence to do it all especially when imagined pain."
"The point is to be patient in pain God willing the reward is great" said I wise.
"After all, it's the nature of women while men are just as heavy, looking for a living."
"Yes.I know." he sighed.
"But why well I feel like Yahya is strengthening me for personal satisfaction" he continued, staring cynically at me.