Patience of the Son-in-law
Chapter 22 - Jealousy

"Eh, Mama's son has arrived. Come sit down here. We have a special guest. Don't you forget who he is, Zan?" mama Ida asked deliberately to rise from her seat and invited Faizan and Aisha to sit.

"Della?" faizan asked as she stared at Della, their childhood friend and neighbor.

"Wah, Brother Faizan is great to remember the same as me. So moved on me, brother. This aunt's son is getting handsome. There must be a lot of girls who are deketin. So jealous of me," ledek Della laughs cheerfully.

Aisha who heard Della's greeting to her husband suddenly made her hand clasped tightly and attached her body to the husband's body. This was felt by Faizan.

Although Faizan was looking at Della because the two were talking to each other. However, Faizan still replied tightly to the hand of the wife. Faizan is very sensitive if it seems the wife does not like Della.

Faizan could feel directly Aisha's body's reaction to her as if declaring that she belonged to one's wife instead of another.

Is his wife jealous? Especially from the style of speech and body gestures Della is very obvious to like him but only considered ordinary by Faizan. Since long ago Faizan only considered Della as a playmate since childhood no more than that.

His love is only for Aisha. Except for Aisha, Faizan wants nothing else. It was always the one echoed by Faizan Atmajaya.

Della Kusumaningrat, 23 years old, playmate of Faizan Atmajaya as a child and close neighbor because their house is in the same complex. Della's father and mother have been separated for a long time. Her father married another woman and Della went with her mother.

But five years ago, Della and her mother moved out of nowhere. Della's house has also been sold. There is news that says that Della studied abroad but there are also other skewed rumors say that her family is in trouble.

But Mama Ida is not clear what the problem is and how. This is because Mama Ida is busy living in her own world with her social friends and taking care of Atmajaya's legacy and the man who blackmailed her so that her secret was not revealed.

"Della is smart and great, Zan. He graduated from abroad. Uh, now a diamond businessman. Must be a guy who likes you a lot huh Del? Well lucky man who became your husband," said Mama Ida.

"Aunty could be. I have not been as successful as Brother Faizan. Oh yeah, Brother Faizan remember when we were little like to take care of me if bullied by a prankster?" della asked a little fishing for memories of their childhood.

"Yes I remember. There's Rendy, too, our friend, who's helping you take care of me. Doesn't he like you Del. Looks like you two are very compatible and what I heard is that he is still single until now," Faizan said as it is.

"Ih lazy brother, if Della is a match with Rendy. If Della asked to choose between Faizan and him, mending marriage with Faizan. Rendy is not the same level as me," said Della arrogant.

"Having a great daughter-in-law like you must be proud, Del. She is beautiful, rich, smart and has a good business. Lucky to be your in-laws. Aunty so want to have a daughter-in-law kayak you," great-grandson Mama Ida deliberately insinuated her daughter-in-law.

Aisha had been silent and looked down. Sometimes he lifted his eyes. Aisha knew that her in-laws were insinuating her. Comparing himself with the woman named Della.

He tried not to be easily provoked by replying because the hand of the husband seemed to imply to be silent. So Aisha remained silent without making a sound, without refuting or defending herself.

"Oh yes meet Del, this is my wife. Aisha. We just got married,"

"Darling, this is Della. He was my childhood friend. He used to be a tomboy now turned into this," Faizan told his wife.

"The wife of Mas Faizan? How am I not invited, anyway? But sorry at first glance I see Mas Faizan's wife looks older than Mas? I'm sorry if my vision is wrong" Della said intentionally.

"Sorry Del, our marriage is both simple and does not invite many people. Aisha made me very beautiful and younger than me. Age is just a number and display alone means nothing to me. Most importantly she is the woman I love until I close my eyes" Faizan said firmly and gently as she tightened her grip on Aisha.

Even in front of Mama Ida and Della, Faizan unshakably wrapped his hands around Aisha's waist. The bodies were both attached to glue tubs and stamps.

Then the two shook hands and became acquainted. Aisha gives her smile to Della but another case with Della who looks flat on Aisha. However, if you look at Faizan, Della will change her mimic giving a pepsodent smile.

Finally Faizan and Aisha decided to go home after expressing her purpose to the main house to Mama Ida.

On the way home, in the car they both looked silent. Aisha was staring at the car window and her gaze into the street while Faizan focused on driving occasionally to see the wife who seemed to be pouting or thinking about something she suspected about Della.

"Darling, how come? So quiet as a grave," Faizan softly clasped Aisha's hand.

Sontak Aisha was surprised because she was daydreaming about the figure of Della who seemed to like her husband. Aisha is not a smelly woman. He knows the body of a woman who loves a man.

And Della's gesture at the main residence was so obvious that the woman liked the husband. But her heart also somehow felt arrogant to see other women younger than her around her husband and openly showed the gesture of liking her husband.

Is she starting to feel a word of jealousy?

"Eh sorry Mas. I was busy looking at the streets" said Aisha a little stammered.

"Don't think of anything else that doesn't matter. Better tell me if something's stuck. Or if I'm wrong then just say so I can improve myself" Faizan said.

"Have I fallen in love with Mas Faizan? Why am I so jealous of seeing this woman?" aisha's inner raging.

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