My best friend, Maduku
Young mother

"Then, if turmeric how does it taste, ma'am ?."

"There's no taste."

"There is no taste ?!. Not spicy like ginger, ma'am ?."

"No."

"If Alsya drinks turmeric herbal medicine, it's not papa, right, ma'am ?."

"It's okay, but later your body doesn't recover, son."

"So have to drink it all, ma'am ?."

"Yes, son."

"But, Mum..."

"Udah, don't be afraid. Just drink some herbs, son."

"Yes, Al. Later also if it is often, you will get used to it."

"All right, yeah, Alsya wants to."

"Yes, the sore also drank some more herbs, huh ?."

"Again ?!."

"Yes, herbal medicine decoction of betel leaves, red lemongrass, red ginger, turmeric as well as red galangal as well."

"Allahumma..." Alsya's face grew grim.

"Yes, same white saffron as well." His mother again.

Sarah was already unable to hold back her laughter anymore when she saw the face of her sister-in-law who was wearing and Alsya just glared resentfully towards her sister-in-law.

"Mother." Alsya looked at her mother-in-law's face.

"Well, my son?."

"Mother, why not all the kitchen spices?. There are still shallots, red chilies, red tomatoes, nutmeg, cinnamon, salt, micin... Lah, what else?, I forgot." Alsya's words along the train tracks vented her frustration.

Sarah is not the only one laughing. Mother also fiddled with her arms while holding her stomach that feels mules. Aly's wife is indeed unique, if they used to think Alsya is a quiet and shy girl but it was not so. Alsya is very unique. It is fitting that Aly was very crazy about Alsya, so he wanted to marry Alsya at the age of Alsya who had not reached seventeen though.

Alsha... Alsha... You're so funny, son.

Deheman someone made the two women stop his laughter. They looked in unison toward the sound.

"Why are you laughing like that ?. Don't tell me anymore about Alsya ?." Ask Aly cynically.

Aly approached the body of his wife who was sitting with her back rebutted.

"No papa, Ly. We were joking again. It's there, you're out again !." Dispel her mother without feeling.

"It's been kicked out." Aly rolled her eyes off guard with the mother's words. " Aly's here to tell Sarah's mom, let's have breakfast downstairs. Let Aly here accompany Alsya."

"Oh, yes, Ly. Come on Zahwa, let's go down ?!." Sarah wanted to take her daughter but Zahwa did not expect to refuse. "Zahwa."

"Zahwa still wants Dede, mom..."

"Yes, but breakfast is over, son. Now Zahwa's coming with mom first, we have breakfast first huh ?."

With a heavy heart like her, Zahwa finally nodded.

"Mom's out first huh, son ?." Said mother to Alsya.

"Yes, Mom. Thanks for the clock." Alsya said with a sweet smile.

"Yes, you have breakfast too, yeah. Aly you've brought breakfast for Alsya ?."

"Not yet, Mom."

"Yes already, you take it there, geh. Same for you too. I'll be here until you come again."

"Hmmm. Yes, Ma."

"We're out with Ly ?." Sarah is speaking again.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Om, hold on...!" Zahwa immediately whined asking his uncle to carry.

With pleasure, Aly immediately carried the petite body of his nephew and walked out of the room.

"How about, Al ?."

"What's the matter, ma'am ?." Alsya asked confusedly.

"It feels like being the wife of a mother's son ?."

Alsya smiled with a red hue on her face that suddenly appeared. "Fairly grateful to have a husband like Aly, Mom." Reply sure.

Her mother-in-law smiled at Alsya's reply. "You must be a patient wife, son ?." Say it again.

"For what, Mom ?."

"For everything. You have to be patient with Aly's attitude if you suddenly behave like never before. Be patient, if you are tired of taking care of Aly and your child later. Be patient if God will later bring down the trials and trials of your household." Her mother-in-law took a breath for a moment.

"Because in any situation, in the shade of the household, a wife is the key holder. So whatever happens in the household, a wife must be able to act mature to find a solution.

Many marriages out there are broken, and they have a bad impact on their children, and you know what the cause of that relationship is breaking ?."

Alsya shook her head, signaling that she did not know at all. She was a young girl who happened to have sailed the household ark.

"His wife. A wife's lack of trust in her husband, a wife's lack of care for her husband, a wife's lack of respect for her husband, are the big triggers of the collapse of the household empire." Further explanation.

Alsya was so enthusiastic about listening to advice or maybe it could be said, very well.

"You must ask, why should a wife do all that ?."

"The answer is certainly not. My husband must have it all, too. So it is basically the consciousness of each.

And most importantly, never feel the truest yourself, because we have done all that is our responsibility. Because if that happens, it's the same as taking into account what we've done.

That was a big mistake, my son.

The wife and husband do not favor each other, but complement each other. Not wanting each other, but needing each other. Not to give to each other, but to love one another.

If if any of you fall asleep and do improperly, rebuke. Don'tbeafraid. The couple reminded each other not condescendingly." His mother told him at length to give her advice.

Alsya from earlier still did not lift her face, she was fixated on pervading and taking into account the words of her in-laws. In her heart, she was amazed by her husband's family, which she thought was so conciliatory.

After the story was finished, Alsya raised her face again. Now tears seemed to fill his eyes.

"Mother's family is amazing. Teach me, Mom. So that I can be the woman that I'm advising." Alsya was full of hope.

"There's your husband, son. The important thing is that you often try to understand each other, God willing, God will ease your way to become a Sholehah woman."

"Aamiin, thank you, ma'am." Alsya directly hit her in-laws body and hugged her tightly. He was so grateful to have such loving in-laws.

Mother was not only silent, she rubbed Alsya's back with tenderness. Once enough was felt, they let go of his embrace.

"Have, huh ?. That, your husband is back."

Alsya turned her head towards her mother-in-law's gaze, and rightly, it appeared that her husband was standing near the entrance of the room.

Aly began to enter the room and approached the two women who were in tears.

"Ly, you took food to your in-laws' house ?."

"I mean mom, what ?." Aly asked pretending to be innocent.

His mother got up from her seat and clapped her son's shirt hard enough. " You're taking food downstairs like you're taking it anywhere ?!." Decak his mother growled

"Aly's been here, kali, ma'am. Only Aly did not go straight in, Aly stood first in front of the door. Her mother doesn't even know when Aly's coming." Aly defended himself.

"Your karep, lah. I'm going out." Said the mother getting annoyed with her son's behavior, then walked out of the room.

Alsya who was the audience of the debate could only smile at him.

"Why isn't his smile finished?, Hem?." Aly sat next to his wife's body and kissed her on her cheek.

"It's okay, ma'am. Funny to see Aly debating with mom."

Aly smiled in response. "Mom said something to you, baby ?." Ask.

"Yes, uhh, wait. He said Aly's been at the door a long time ?."

"I come when you talk to mom, ask her to be taught to be a Sholihah woman."

"Well, that's new, mas !!. Then it didn't come from earlier ?!."

"Hehehe, yes. Zahwa's last nemenin, buy ice cream."

"Is it still morning for ice cream ?."

"The boy won't eat before he buys ice cream, baby."

"God willing..."

"Well, let's eat ?!."

Alsya glanced at the plate her husband had brought. "Mas just bring one plate ?."

"We ate both plates." Aly replied relaxedly.

"The spoon is also one ?."

"One spoon both too."

Alsya just sighed. " Okay, my husband..."

Aly smiled sweetly hearing Alsya who said my husband's words, making Aly's heart warm up instantly.

"Beautiful, young mother."

"Ehh, how is young mother anyway, mas ?." Alsya immediately protested.

"You're young, aren't you, baby ?. You're not even twenty yet but you have children."

"That's wrong Aly, I'm very young to be impregnated." Alsya Decak.

"Well, it's not my fault. After all, you're so young already having a husband."

Alsya glanced at the cynical face of her husband. "It's a good thing Abah didn't let me marry at seventeen." Said insinuating.

"Why if I'm seventeen years old, have I married you ?."

"Well, I'm not eighteen yet, I'm a mother." Alsya thunts annoyed.

"Aren't you willing to be a mother and be the first madrassa for your children ?."

"Yes, I want to. All women want to be a mother, but well have to adjust the age as well.

"Hem, yes I understand. Turns out my wife is so excited to say yes after having a child ?."

"I can be more chatty if our kids are already getting big, mas."

"Yes, and that's perfectly natural, right ?."

"Hem. Mas, so when do we eat it ?."

"Astaghfirullah !. Hehe, I'm sorry I forgot, honey. Yaudah let's eat ?!."

With a smile of a thousand Watts, Alsya nods her husband's words to start eating after reading the prayer first.

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