DON'T PLAY GAMES WITH ME. Part. 1

⛄ Chapter 1

The plane landed at Sheretmeyevo airport. The passengers on the plane started to stand up... getting ready to walk out of the plane. Morgan turned to me and Syden..

"Syden... Adiba... We're going out last. Let the other passengers get out first...".

Syden and I nodded. Twenty minutes later, a beautiful, tall, slender flight attendant approached us carrying Syden's mother's wheelchair, but Morgan immediately stood up and said...

"Mother has been sitting on the plane for eight hours, now let me carry her out of the plane."

The beautiful flight attendant smiled kindly and politely helped untie the seat belt in Syden's mother's seat. Morgan carried his mother Morgan and walked between the passenger seats of the plane. Aisyah's two children... Nabilla and Maryam were jumping up and down with joy while screaming...

"Thank God, we arrived in Russia."

Sholeha, their eleven-month-old sister, woke up because of the screams of her two older siblings and immediately cried loudly. Aisyah and Alif silenced Sholeha but she started crying even louder. Syden took Sholeha from Alif's arms..

"I want to carry Sholeha."

Sholeha began to cry, her beautiful round eyes blinking at Syden. I wiped Sholeha's tear-stained cheeks. What's funny... Soleha's two tiny hands grabbed Syden's cheeks... She immediately burst out laughing. we walked out of the plane to the arrival hall.. Long queue...for passport and visa control. After taking our luggage we went out. Several people approached Syden... they were talking near me, it turned out they were employees at Syden's office. I approached father...

"Dad, there are several employees from Syden's office who want to take us all to Syden's house."

Dad nodded, telling Alif to arrange it. 1 car accompanied father, mother, aunt Hanifah, uncle Hassan and Alif's parents, Morgan. 1 more car took Rowena, Aisyah, Alif, Alif's younger sister Siti, my twin younger cousins... Mohammad and Mohammed. the other car took Syden, his mother, me and my three nieces... Nabilla, Maryam, Sholeha. I noticed that my three nephews were very close to Syden and his mother. I was surprised by the direction of the road the car we were traveling on.

"Syden, where are we??". Syden was engrossed in playing with my three nephews, and only answered briefly...

"Go home, dear Adiba."

I looked at the road and turned to Syden's mother...

"Adiba is confused, this is not the way to Adiba's house, ma'am."

Syden's mother looked at me in surprise.

"Mother is also surprised, where are we going, beautiful Adiba."

Mom and I simultaneously turned to Syden . Ehmmm... Syden, my husband is starting to relapse into playing with secrets. I touched his mother's hand...

"Mom, your handsome son is starting to play secret games between the two of us."

Syden laughed loudly..

"Here we go back to our house."

Mother and I looked at each other... increasingly curious... The car stopped in front of the yard of a big house. We got out of the car, I was still amazed to see this big house.

"Syden, whose house is this.?"

Syden just laughed as he put Sholeha on his mother's lap who was sitting in a wheelchair. Syden pushed his mother's wheelchair.

"Come on, let's go in, Adiba."

I took Nabilla and Maryam into the house. My mother and I are still amazed. Mother asked..

"Actually whose house is this?."It doesn't seem polite for us to enter someone's house without the permission of the owner, Syden, my son ."

understand what Syden means".

Syden laughed loudly..

"Dear Adiba, you and my mother...you both own this house. We live in this new house, still don't you understand .?"

I shook my head..

"This house is too big. So where is the small house that Adiba lived in before, Syden.?"

"It's still there, dear Adiba."

My astonishment was starting to run out... I heard a voice...

"Assalamu mulaykum".

We turned to the living room door.. Father, mother, Alif's parents, aunt Hanifah, uncle Hassan, Siti, Alif, Aisyah, twins Muhammad and Mohammed, Morgan, Rowena. Syden hugged my shoulder while answering..

"Waalaikum salam, come on in...".

Everyone entered, amazed. Morgan approached Syden...

"Your new house is really big, Syden."

Syden laughed loudly while patting Morgan on the shoulder.

"I don't have a house. This is my mother and Adiba's house. I live by living with the two of them, Morgan".

Morgan answered...

"Syden now you know that with those two beautiful women you have to give in a lot."

Everyone laughed. Syden pushed his mother's wheelchair.

"There's a swimming pool behind here. If anyone wants to swim here, please."

Mother walked beside me...

"Masya Allah, is there a house this big for the three of you to live in?" Syden immediately turned to mother .

"There are six of us, ma'am."

Father asked...

"Who okay, Syden?"

Syden casually answered..

"Adiba, me, my mother and Aisyah's three children."

Everyone laughed at the expression on Alif and Aisyah's faces who were surprised to hear Syden's joke. Syden's cell phone rang. Syden took the call and walked hand in hand with me.

"Dear Adiba, someone is delivering food. Come on, let's get the food."

we opened the living room door, took several plastic bags containing food packages given by the food delivery courier. I'm still confused and don't know where the kitchen is. Syden took me to the kitchen.

"Come on, dear Adiba... Let's prepare food."

I saw Syden open a wooden shelf containing complete tableware. We moved the food onto several plates, put them on the dining table. I noticed that Syden was indeed a clever man... in a matter of minutes, everything was arranged on the dining table. Syden reported my mouth with tissuee.

"Your mouth is full of chocolate...it's always covered in chocolate like this, dear Adiba." I invited them to have lunch together. Syden fed his mother, I ate with the twins and Aisyah's two children near the swimming pool. After eating, we prayed Dhuhur together in the family room. Thank God, after the midday prayer together, we sat on the back terrace near the swimming pool.

"Father...mother...there's something I want to talk about."

My father who was sitting next to me immediately turned to my husband Syden..

"Come here Syden, let's talk."

everyone looked at Syden who moved to sit near mom and dad.

"Father, I want to hold a recital and send prayers for my late father."

With a fatherly attitude, my father stretched out his hands...

"Come here, Syden.."

Syden approached and hugged Abu who stroked Syden's head... then whispered Al Fatihah. I saw Syden's eyes filled with tears. Still with a fatherly attitude, father said...

"Syden, subhanallah.."It's really great that your mother taught you to still respect and love your late father. Even though you are successful at work, you still position yourself as a pious child who sends prayers to your late father."

I whispered to my father..

"Adiba doesn't get angry when my father hugs Syden, but Syden likes to get angry when him mother hugs Adiba. In fact, Syden once put a lot of peanut shells in Adiba's hair."

Dad and Syden laughed, dad saw me...

"Come here, dad, hug Adiba too."

I hugged my father, while looking at Syden.

"Syden... Adiba is fine..don't put a lot of peanut shells in Syden's hair. These are our common father. Come on, smile... Syden".

"Thank you, dear Adiba."

"Ehmmm... Adiba, please ask for the ice cream and chocolate in the refrigerator, Syden."

"Yes, dear Adiba."

Morgan approached us, saying..

"This pair of newlyweds is too much. We were waiting for your father to speak but instead the two of you hugged father and talked fondly. Come on, let's throw them both into the swimming pool."

We both just realized... Laughing as we released ourselves from father's arms

⛄chapter2

We sat in the family room, the air was very cold. I held Syden's mother's hand.

"Mom's hands are very cold, wear gloves to keep them warm."

When I put the glove on mom's hand, I saw mom's feet.

"Wear thick socks, ma'am."

Mom nodded and Syden quickly got up and took some socks from the drawer.

"Let me change my mother's socks, Adiba."

Syden squatted in front of his mother who was sitting in a wheelchair and changed her socks. I held his shoulder.

"Mom..Come on, let's eat warm macaroni soup, Adiba will get it."

Syden looked at me..

"Adiba, mother has taken vitamins, mother doesn't want to eat warm macaroni soup."

I brought my face closer to Syden.

"Mom still needs to eat hot macaroni soup to fill her stomach, Syden."

"Just a little soup...so that mother doesn't vomit, Adiba."

"Syden, we are married but why does Syden still like to protest?"

The handsome Russian man laughed..

"You're the one who makes me want to protest even more, Adiba."

I smiled while holding Syden's cheeks. I went to the kitchen and heard Dad's voice...

"Thank God... Syden and Adiba really love Syden's mother."

Syden answered...

"Yes, father, we both love mother, but since we got married, Adiba has always taken away all my mother's love, so mother loves Adiba more than she loves me."

I shouted from the kitchen.

"Sydeen.. Adiba in the kitchen hears everything you say. "That Russian man dared to complain to Adiba's father."

Everyone laughed and Syden came into the kitchen and hugged me from behind.

"The more my wife Adiba protests, the more beautiful my wife becomes."

I turned to Syden.

"What? Protest? Adiba protests?"

"Don't look at me like a baby bunny with your eyes twinkling."

I turned on the stove.

"If Adiba is a baby rabbit, Syden is a baby dinosaur."

I laughed seeing the look on Syden's face immediately screaming...

"Mom... Adiba said I was a baby dinosaur."

I immediately stopped laughing, pinched his stomach and shouted back.

"Mom... Syden said Adiba is a baby rabbit."

Immediately his mother screamed.

"Come on... come here baby rabbits and baby dinosaurs."

Syden and I laughed in the kitchen. Syden helped carry a bowl of hot macaroni soup on a tray. I brought cups, bowls, spoons, hot tea on a tray. I fed my mother-in-law with warm macaroni soup. my mother looked at me...

"Adiba my daughter, if you are sincere and patient in caring for your mother-in-law, Allah will always bless your household, my daughter."

Aunt Hanifah answered...

"We pray diligently, fast, dhikr and pray, if we take good care of our parents then ALLAH will raise our standard of living, Adiba knows better."

Uncle Hassan smiled as he put a bowl of soup on the table while saying...

"SubhanaAllah, Syden's mother took care of him, raised Syden sincerely as an Islamic widow, now Allah has given him Adiba who loves his mother very much. Thank God..."

My mother-in-law kissed my forehead...

"Every night... I pray tahajjud so that Syden will have a holy wife. Thank God... now I have a son-in-law who respects Allah and loves me. By Allah, I love Adiba."

I smiled and looked at Syden...

"Thank God... I love Adiba, you know."

Syden looked at me..

"Mother loves me too, Adiba."

"A little...".

Syden looked at her mother.

"Mom, Adiba is making fun of me."

Her mother immediately hugged Syden and me.

"Mother loves you both, don't make a fuss."

Aisyah's child woke up crying. Aisyah and Alif took turns holding him but the sound of their baby's cries became louder. Syden took the baby from Alif's arms, suddenly Sholeha stopped crying, laughed and held Syden's cheek.

"His eyes are sparkling, just like yours, Adiba. Beautiful... beautiful."

Syden's mother immediately stretched out her hand.

"Bring him here, Syden. Mom wants to hug him."

Syden put her baby Aisyah on her mother's lap.

"Her name is Soleha. When she laughs she gets funnier and prettier, ma'am."

Alif's mother told Syden's mother...

"Soleha, my youngest granddaughter, is shy, she doesn't want to be close to anyone except Alif and Aisyah. Now she wants to be with Syden and her mother."

I saw Alif and Aisyah..

"You and your three daughters should just stay in Russia."

Syden immediately chimed in..

"Alif, work at my company and I want to have recitations every Sunday for the female employees in our house."

I stood hugging my sister Aisyah's shoulder...

"It's up to you whether you can live in this house or live in my empty house."

Aisyah and Alif looked at each other. I saw father and mother...

"Alif can preach, the Syden company needs a preacher."

I continued my talk..

"Syden, Alif has a degree in economics. He previously resigned from the company because he refused to be invited to corruption."

Alif looked at me. Syden smiled.

"Okay, later I will take care of all the documents for your move to Russia."

I didn't give Alif and Aisyah a chance to talk...

"There is an Islamic school here... your children will receive educational and health benefits from Syden's company, you know."

I glanced at Aisyah...

"Aisyah can open a shop selling Pakistani food here, teaching the children the Koran every afternoon."

Everyone looked at Aisyah and Alif who were confused. I still didn't give the two of them a chance to talk.

"Alif and Aisyah will be able to send monthly money to Abu Umm and Alif's parents in Pakistan." Syden smiled sweetly as he turned to his mother who was sitting in a wheelchair... "What do you think, mother?"

Her mother quickly responded...

"Syden, tomorrow the employees at your company can quickly arrange their move to Khimki, Russia."

I am standing..

"If Alif and Aisyah refuse to live and work in Russia, let them return to Pakistan but your three daughters will remain in Russia."

Aisyah and Alif answered in unison...

"Don't worry... ukthy Adiba."

Everyone laughed, Syden immediately took his cell phone and called his lawyer's office.

"Please take care of Alif's letter tomorrow, my brother-in-law from Pakistan to live and work in Khimki."

Syden hung up the phone.

"Okay, Alif... starting next Monday you have to come with me to my officeAdiba, please tomorrow you and Aisyah arrange where they want to live. ".

I looked at Alif and Aisyah..

"Where do you guys want to live?"

Alif's father answered.

"It's better if they just stay at Adiba's old house."

I smile...

"Tomorrow we'll go shopping... Aisyah."

Aisyah, my sister innocently answered..

"Aisyah was confused... Afwan Syden and Ukthy Adiba had been talking for a while without giving the two of us a chance to speak."

Syden and I laughed. I saw the twins Mohammed and Mohammad.

"You can study in Khimki."

Syden saw the twins...

"Yes, there is also an Islamic youth group here."

Aunt Hanifah immediately stood up, pinched my ear and Syden's ear...

"You two have carried Alif, Aisyah and their three daughters... now you two want to carry my twins too. You two are stubborn."

Syden and I laughed out loud.

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The twins politely answered...

"We will study in Pakistan, paid for by Ukthy Adiba. Thank you very much."

Syden turned to me..

"Are you paying for the twins' college studies, my dear Adiba?"

I nodded. We were all shocked... Syden approached the twins.

"How presumptuous, my wife Adiba, is paying for your two studies. I forbid my wife Adiba to pay for both of your studies, but I have to pay for your life and studies. You must study at the number one best university in Pakistan."

Syden hugged the twins who were standing next to him..

"You two must be successful people."

"Thank you, Afwan Syden."

"yes you're welcome".

I admit that Syden, my husband, is not a stingy man... he has a high social spirit even though Syden doesn't easily trust other people. Mom interrupted my daydreams..

"Adiba, my son, it's already late... poor mother-in-law is already sleepy. Let's take her to her bedroom."

"Yes mom ".

my mother pushed Syden's mother's wheelchair into the room, I ran to open the bedroom door. Mom turned to Syden...

"Syden, your mother wants to sleep. Take her to perform ablution before going to bed and do Al Fatihah."

Syden hurriedly entered his mother's bedroom while answering..

"Yes mom".

my mother smiled looking at me and Syden.

"You two have officially become husband and wife. Don't forget... you have to pray the midnight prayer together. Adiba, my son, don't forget... you have to kiss your husband's hand after every prayer, okay, my daughter."

Syden and I answered at the same time...

"Yes mom".

Syden lifted his mother from the wheelchair and put her on the bed. I entered my bedroom through the connecting door. After cleaning my body, I wanted to sleep. I heard the sound of Syden's footsteps entering the bathroom, coming out of the bathroom and immediately laying down next to me...

"Don't be stubborn... pretend to be asleep, Adiba. I know you're laughing under the covers."

I put my head out from under the blanket...

"Masya ALLAH... how clever Syden is, my husband can tell that Adiba is laughing under the blanket huh...".

Syden hugged my waist, whispering.

"I've memorized your habits...you stubborn bastard."

Syden's hands quickly opened my nightgown. Syden hissed in my ear.

"Shh... Adiba stop laughing, do you want mom to wake up?"

"Adiba can't stand it if Syden kisses him."

Syden laughed softly as well.

"Then I'll turn on the room light. Adiba, dear."

"Don't worry...adiba shame, syden".

Syden smiled... pressed against my body.

"Shhh... Adiba, let's make a baby, OK?

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The sound of Aisyah's children screaming could be heard in the bathroom. I was bathing Syden's mother until I couldn't hold back my laughter.

"Mother... you heard the screams of Aisyah's children. Our mother and father once said to their children Aisyah... you are good at shouting like thunder, but when it comes to reciting the Koran... the sound of ants is lost."

Mom and I burst out laughing in the bathroom. Mom saw me..

"Keep going ? Was Aisyah also reprimanded?"

While splashing my mother's body, I answered.

"Aisyah was repeatedly reprimanded by the father and mother to teach her children not to scream, the result was Alhamdulillah...".

"Thank God... Aisyah taught her children not to scream, right, Adiba?"

"Thank God... all advice goes in from the right ear, out to the left ear, ma'am. Where is the proof that Aisyah taught her children to be quiet, her screams can be heard here, ma'am."

Mother and I laughed out loud, Syden laughed too. Mother and I turned around. It turned out Syden was standing leaning against the bathroom door.

"Masha ALLAH... her handsome husband Adiba is standing leaning against the bathroom door. He is ready to carry mother to the room."

Syden's face beamed..

"Mom, Adiba has dared to seduce me in front of you."

Mother laughed, I dried mother's body with a towel and covered her with a towel.

"Syden, mother has finished bathing, please move mother to the room."

Syden entered the bathroom, lifted his mother from the bathroom chair and carried her into the room. I put another dry towel on the surface of the bed.

"Syden, please sit mother slightly to the edge of the bed."

"Yes, Adiba."

I smeared mother's body with lotion, sprinkled with baby powder. There was a knock on the bedroom door...

"Adibaa... Aunt Hanifah wants to enter the room."

"Yes, please come in... the door is not locked."

Syden opened the bedroom door, Aunt Hanifah came in carrying a package and a cup of black date coffee.

"This is black date coffee for you and a gift of clothes for your mother, Syden."

Syden hugged Aunt Hanifah's shoulder...

"Alhamdulillah, thank you, Aunt Hanifah."

I winked at my mother-in-law.

"Mother, Aunt Hanifah is Adiba's aunt who took care of Adiba from when she was little, but now Aunt Hanifah loves Syden, she doesn't love Adiba anymore."

Aunt Hanifah approached me...

"Look... here are chocolate dates and cheese for you and your mother-in-law, Adiba."

Syden approached me..

"Adiba, I want chocolate date cheese."

I gave him a...

"Just one grain so Syden doesn't have a toothache."

Syden pinched my cheek. Mother opened the package from Aunt Hanifah..

"I want to wear new clothes from Hanifah's aunt, Adiba."

"Yes, ma'am."

I put new clothes on mother.

"Masha ALLAH... mother is a Pakistani woman.. she is beautiful. come on, Syden.. quickly lift mother in front of the mirror."

Syden immediately lifted his mother in front of the mirror. his mother immediately smiled broadly. Hanifah's aunt ties the shawl that hangs on the floor..

"This is a typical Lahore dress. It's simple but comfortable on the body. The pastel colors make Syden's mother even more beautiful. Masya ALLOH. Come on, let's leave the room, so everyone can see how beautiful Syden's mother is."

Mother and I burst out laughing when we saw Aunt Hanifah pulling Syden's arm.

"Come on Syden, just a little faster."

I opened the bedroom door while saying...

"Aunt Hanifah, I might fall and get pulled by Aunt Hanifah's hand."

Aunt Hanifah saw me...

"Beautiful Adiba, don't forget that Aunt Hanifah once won a tug-of-war competition and was strong enough to push a car to break down."

Syden, his mother and I laughed out loud. Aunt Hanifah shouted...

"Hey, look at Syden, Adiba's husband, holding a beautiful Pakistani woman in front of me and Adiba."

Immediately everyone was silent, looked back... surprised to see Syden walking carrying his mother who was wearing typical Lahore clothes. Everyone stared. Aisyah, my sister, screamed..

"Masya ALLOH... Afwan Syden's mother is incredibly beautiful... really like a Pakistani woman."

Morgan and Rowena come, enter the house screaming...

"Assalam mulaykum, we are coming...".

Morgan saw Syden holding his mother, immediately Morgan said...

"Aisyah... this is breakfast for all of us. I want to hold this beautiful Pakistani woman."

Aisyah received a food package from Morgan, serving it on the table. Morgan started to get nosy, holding his mother Syden and screaming again...

"rowenaaaaa... this morning I was holding a beautiful Pakistani woman.. look."

Rowena jogged, immediately stopped... looked at her mother Syden...

"Oh my God... so beautiful."