Against Julid's In-laws

Warm Gossip

"Jeez, wait !!!" Shouted Mbak Dita.

Mbak Dita stomped his feet in annoyance then went into the room. He soon returned and handed us the certificate.

"Basic greed !" She shouted in front of my face. I reply with a smile as sweet as possible. That's the case, usually yelling maling. Unconscious.

"Oh my God,"

When she left, her mother-in-law suddenly cried and sat on the floor, leaving us astonished.

"Mom, wake up, Mom. Why are you crying ?" Mas Bagas tried to bring his mother to rise.

"Mom doesn't have a house anymore, Gas. Where do you want to live ?"

What drama is this again ?

"Mom, you and I stay here. This is mom's house. Only the name of the owner of the certificate has been changed." Said Mas Bagas embracing his mother.

"Yes, Mom. Although this mother-in-law looks creepy like a snake demon in the eyes of the mother, but Ayu will not have the heart to expel the mother as the father. It is precisely Ayu wants to save this house from the greed and greed of the other party." My words deliberately glanced at Mbak Dita.

"Mom hope you guys want to stay here."

"Why should we stay here, ma'am ? We've been quietly staying in the rented."

"This house belongs to you, it is not occupied. Besides your content is getting bigger, Ayu. I want you to stay here."

Well, tumben mom told us to stay here. Isn't he glad I'm not here ? There is no reason behind a sincere smile.

Geez, why is my head full of negative thoughts now ? But understandably, the image of the mother-in-law has not been good, always Julid, as if he did not want my existence. It's only natural that I suspected him when he suddenly noticed.

"Don't think negatively, Ayu. It's for the good of my mother's granddaughter. You don't have to worry about staying here. Is this not your home already ? Just take care of the process behind his name."

"Where is my dear ?" Ask Mas Bagas.

"Later the language, Mas. We focus on getting the name of the home certificate back together."

"Bagas, please stay here again. I promise I'll be nice, fair to you and Ayu as well." Persuade mother-in-law.

"Mother don't be sad, don't mind too much too. Let Bagas and Ayu negotiate first."

Mom agreed and we hurried off.

Along the way there was no chatter at all between me and Mas Bagas. From his expression it seemed like my husband was a little annoyed at me. Maybe he thinks my attitude is too much. Whatever he wants to think. I did this for his own good too.

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"Darling, what do you think about moving back to mom's house ?" Ask Bagas as we go to sleep.

"Mas want me to be stressed because of your mom and mom's attitude ?"

"Yes, I don't want to. Your health is number one, baby. Let our children be healthy."

"So, I understand the answer."

No more answers. My husband kept quiet and hugged me from behind. He knows his wife is so stubborn. Better to be quiet than fight again.

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My gestational age has stepped on the seventh month. My stomach looks big too. Even now I'm more easily tired. Like this time, Rina and I were shopping for pentol ingredients at the market but I felt very tired.

"Rin, I'm tired. Let's sit down yuk, eat meatballs there." Invite me to appoint a meatball.

We enjoyed two servings of meatballs accompanied by sweet iced tea. But don't get caught by Bagas. He forbade me to eat spicy and ice. Sorry, I was naughty today.

"Yu, it's not your in-laws ?"

He said the business of Mbak Dita and her husband went bankrupt, why now even a joke ? Where did you get money from ? Debt again ?

"Aren't you samperin, Yu ?"

"Again a noisier, Rin. Just eat, Rin."

We also continue to enjoy meatballs that have been neglected.

"Father ?"

I looked up to find the person who called my name.

"Mbak Intan ?"

Wow, what a coincidence to meet a neighbor near mom's house. Madam Intan is my chatter friend while still living in the house of my mother-in-law. We are like besti, because we both do not like Mbak Dita.

"Finally met you too, Yu. Long time no gibah. Well you contracted."

"Hehehe, feel at home, Ma'am. Adem, comfortable, my ears don't mute because of the mother-in-law's lecture."

"You're good, you're comfortable in the contract. Well I, dizzy every day hear the commotion."

"What commotion, Ma'am ?"

We started to tell stories at length. Months of living in the rented, it turns out that a lot of warm gossip is inaudible.

First, Mbak Dita has rarely been sent money with her husband, because now Mas Adit odd jobs. It turned out that time was not their failed effort, but Mas Adit was tricked into bodong investment.

"But it's weird, Ma'am. If Mbak Dita has rarely been sent money with her husband, can continue shopping kayak earlier, where's the money from ?" I wonder to myself.

"Oh, your sister-in-law is in the market too ?"

"Yes, I just saw my mom like she's been shopping a lot."

"I think it's money from your husband, Yu."

"Ah, no way, ma'am. Mas Bagas just giving monthly money to mom. The nominal is also one million. I know, 'cause I send the money every month."

"That's what you know, you don't know, how ? If you remember, your husband once a week comes to your mother-in-law's house. I wonder why you never came. Is your husband really not upset, or you are lazy to your mother-in-law's house ?"

"What time, Ma'am ? Mas Bagas never said he went to his mother's house. Well, something's wrong with this."

"I don't understand that. You find out first. Yes, I said it first. My husband's already picked me up."

"OK, Mommy. Careful."

Mbak Intan said he went home, while I was silent while guessing what happened. Don't tell me how to lie again. If so, why now he likes to lie to his own wife ? Astaghfirullah, must be patient until the wide eel if you think gini.

"Lye ! Hey, don't daydream, not good. You must have thought of the words of the Mother-mother earlier yah ?"

I'm nodding.

"Udah, you better find out first. Don't just believe the same thing people say."

"Yes, too, Rin."

"Yes already, mending us home. It's noon, it's getting hotter. Poor you're hot."

I paid for two servings of meatballs and iced tea from our order and left. Before going home, we stopped by the warehouse to bring materials for the manufacture of pentols. At the moment Rina is not working on selling pentols anymore, but she is working on pentol production, in charge of coordinating deliveries to five branches near here.

After I finished, I went back to the contract.

Mas Bagas has not come home, today he went down directly to the branches to check.

In the contract my mind floated uncharacteristically, the thought of Mbak Intan's speech. I will have to ask Mas Bagas. Let's not be curious like this.