
I can't wait for my husband to come home from a motorcycle taxi to tell me this good news. I plan to open a food business and start yutub and TikTak again.
"Alhamdulillah if the money has been reversed. We're starting again to open a business farm, baby. I'm sorry I haven't been able to make you happy."
"Mas' loyalty and love have made me happy. Mas promise enough to remain as Mas Bagas like this. Never change."
"Surely, dear." We also hugged each other.
How else, the storm of trials has hit. It's hard to fight. Can only continue to fight to survive, and keep the ark of this household to continue sailing.
The most painful and difficult time is at the lowest point in the economy. But, no matter how bitter the conditions, must still be lived and faced together.
***
We have been selling for two months. The result is good enough to sustain life. Although savings begin to thin because of sometimes loss. While chenel yutub has not qualified, so it has not earned income.
"Bagas, I want to talk."
"Why, Ma'am ?" Ask my husband who is busy printing pentols for sale in the square.
"This month you help pay the installments, yeah."
"What installment, Ma'am ?" Ask me to speak up. I, who was putting other sauces and seasonings into the bottle, approached immediately.
My feelings are catching the bad signals from this chat.
"bank installments. You eat the money too."
The activity of Mas Bagas printing pentol immediately stopped. He stared hard at his mother, and so did I. The chest was hot, like it was being ignited by fire.
"What do you mean, ma'am ?"
"That's it, Gas... Your mother,"
"Mbak Dita why ?"
"Your Mbak cafe business is not profitable, but stumped. Fortunately, it cannot, the capital is exhausted. So this month he had trouble paying the installments. Ask for help first you pay. This is also because of your wife, Gas. I already know Dita wants to open a business, even in the debt bill continues. Should wait Dita same Adit can profit first, let a lot of capital."
"Lho, how come Ayu's wrong, Mom ? Bagas is also a mother's son. He needs his money for the effort. Don't pick on me, Mom."
"What are you talking about, Ayu ? Where there is a mother who is loving towards her child. I'm just criticizing the way you collect debts that aren't timely. You have savings anyway
You should be able to use your savings first."
"Mom, Bagas has savings from where, Bagas money runs out, every payday requested by mom and dad. How do you want to collect ? Anyway, the money was Ayu's savings. He will save us in the future. Make a home and child's expenses. Why all this time mother always supports Mbak Dita, but never support Bagas at all. Why, Mom ?"
"Why are you a reckoning and recrimination that is not the same mother ? Conscious Bagas, you kayak gini surely because it has been influenced by your wife who is not really this. How outrageous of you, Ayu ! Son-in-law doesn't know at profit !" The mother-in-law's mouth sounded piercing in my ear.
"Never insult Bagas' wife, ma'am. I should have realized, a loving mother. If you need the money asked the same Bagas and Ayu, but mother and father never want to help if Bagas again need. Different attitude to Mbak Dita. Whatever he wants you guys to do."
I was silent, not unable to reply to the evil words of my in-laws, but my mind felt very sick. Moreover, looking at her husband's expression that looked so hurt.
His face turned red withstanding the annoyance. He got up from his seat, washed his hands and took my hand.
"Come ! We're out of this house, baby."
"Mas ?"
I was shocked by the husband's decision. Only this time he acted this brave.
"Mom doesn't want your presence, just like you don't like my presence. We're getting out of here. There are still many places more comfortable than this house."
Mas Bagas pulled me and rushed into the room.
"Dude, wait, don't get me wrong, son." Shouted the mother-in-law trying to stop Mas Bagas. But Mas Bagas seems to have been very steady with his words.
As soon as he entered the room, Mas Bagas immediately took his suitcase and put some of his clothes in.
"Hurry to clean up, baby." Said Mas Bagas as I just silently stared at him.
"Bagas, listen to me, you don't get incited with your brash wife. You should prefer your mother over your wife. If anyone has to get out of here, let Ayu go alone. Bagas, you don't run away like a little boy dong."
My mother-in-law was constantly yelling from behind the door, but Mas Bagas was not poking at her at all. Bagas asked me to pack faster. I follow the will of the husband, even though we do not know where to live.
My husband's heartache, the disappointment he kept since childhood finally exploded as well. While the mother-in-law was confused by Mas Bagas' decision to leave the house. Either out of regret, or fear of losing my husband's monthly allotment.
My husband and I finished packing our clothes. We came out of the room with important things.
Mother-in-law was still at our doorstep, but Mas Bagas still ignored her.
"Sir, look at your son, he's running away, sir"
"What's this, Gas ?"
"Bagas can't stay here anymore, sir."
"Why ? What's up ? Tell me all right."
"Ask mom. But you should also be aware of it yourself. Aware of your favoritism is the same Bagas. All this time Bagas tried desperately to join the backbone, but when Bagas slumped, where are you ? You're only there to support Mbak Dita, not Bagas."
Mother and father-in-law were silent. Maybe they are aware and feel slapped with the words of Mas Bagas. They can not be warty and difficult to avoid, because the inequality between the first child and the youngest child is very obvious.
"Bagas pamit."
Mas Bagas kept his luggage on the motorbike, while I only carried a small bag containing some clothes. Before leaving, I saved the ingredients for making pentols. Pretty good to get one crackle, can be sold later. I also bring oil, spices, sauces and meat in the refrigerator, so as not to lose.
The look of the mother-in-law was so sharp that it stuck in the heart. He must be very upset and even more annoyed with my attitude that does not want to help relieve the emotions of Mas Bagas, even very intent to get out of this house.