At night you walk on tiptoe when you enter the house, anxiously you enter the house like a thief who wants to steal.

Without realizing it, behind your husband's study, the figure of a tall old man observes your movements as you enter the house with a gloomy expression and crossed arms.

"Where have you been, my daughter-in-law?" You turned around and smiled completely because you felt guilty, he approached and you swallowed your saliva because you was nervous when he started walking towards you.