Married To My Brother In Law のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

              Early in the morning, the whole room had been stirred up by the sound of Ayra's crying. Meanwhile, the two adults there continued to argue."You're the one sleeping like the dead. If Ayra could talk, she would defend me. You suck!" snapped Amanda, trying to calm the tiny baby in her arms.Radit snorted softly. "I apologize. I swear. I can't hear your voice.""Excuse me. You talk too much. Just one night has proven to be a failure.""Hey! You're not used to it." Radit was still defending himself. "Maybe she's thirsty so she keeps crying."              Amanda squinted her eyes. She gave Radit a chin gesture to look at the bottle of milk in the crib."She refused. Didn't pee either. I don't know," she moaned almost in frustration."Here, sweetheart. I will carry you, okay?"  &n

Radit hurriedly dropped his cigarette. Stepping on the long object the size of his index finger that became his brief entertainment with a quick movement. Then he lowered his head as he wiped away the rough traces of tears that were still on his cheeks at this time. Meanwhile, Amanda, who was now next to her, still had not made a sound. Just silent while looking at the grass that began to get wet with raindrops. The universe seemed to know the condition of the couple who were still muffling the grief in their hearts."Dinda and I only lived in this house for two months." Radit began to tell the story. His head looked up for a moment and then looked straight at what he saw. The living room. For some reason, the image of him and the late Dinda hugging during the first moment of entering the new house came to mind."Since Dinda was pregnant and often nauseous and vomiting, we decided to stay at Daddy's house until she gave birth." Rad

              Radit chuckled when he saw who had appeared in front of him. A man who was smiling broadly without any burden at all."Sorry. Your door was already open. So I didn't knock," said the man who was casually sitting on the living room sofa. His hand reached for the cell phone in his pants pocket and said, "Wow. It was you who called. I'm sorry. I was on the road earlier.""Did I ask you to come?" said Radit, who was already ruffling his waist."Relax, Radit. I just wanted to make sure your sofa arrived safely. You see, their courier told me that you wanted to complain. Is that right?""Yes, yes." Radit nodded in agreement. "What sofa did you order for me, huh?"              His impromptu guest laughed. Then turned to Amanda who was still standing like a statue around them. Instead of listening to her friend's

"Let go, Radit!"Unfortunately, Radit paid no attention to her voice. He locked the door to the room and then jerked Amanda's arm until she fell on the bed."How dare you wear Dinda's clothes. How dare you wear Dinda's clothes!" scolded Radit who was already ruffling his waist. Instead of being frightened by his loud voice, Amanda stared fiercely at her husband. Her hand stroked the arm that had turned red from the excruciating choke."Why, hmm?!" Amanda smiled wryly. Trying to sit up with slow movements. "What are you feeling? Are you tempted?""You?!"The girl's laughter broke out. "Don't tell me you were tempted just because you saw me wearing Dinda's clothes. You suck!"Radit growled weakly. His hands began to clench into perfect fists. Revealing knuckles that turned white instantly. Let's not forget his jaw that had already tightened when Amanda said those disparaging words earlier.I swear. He regretted his rude behavior moments ago. Knew that what she had done was w

"I'm glad you're staying here longer." Ningsih made a sad face when Arini was about to say goodbye. The woman who was a year younger than Radit chuckled softly. "I'll often stop by when I have time, Mom. Incidentally, on campus, there is a dormitory for female lecturers who are still single. It would be a shame to waste it.""Never mind," said Ningsih finally."Mom, Arini also has her own life. I don't think it's possible to stay with mom all the time," Radit admonished. He then glanced at his childhood friend. "I hope you feel at home in the dormitory, Rin.""Yes. Thanks for taking me." Arini nodded and smiled at Amanda as well. Inevitably, she gently rubbed the head of Ayra who was in the woman's arms. "I'll take my leave, beautiful. Bye-bye.""Keep up the good work, Auntie. Come home often." The statement just now made Ningsih narrow her eyes. Trying to find the oddity in what her daughter-in-law said. It was strange, she thought. Amanda should have show