Against Julid's In-laws

Social Media Effects

Three months have passed into a new role as a parent. It's amazing to be a young mother. Want to eat hard, BAB can not be long, sleep was less soundly. Oh my goodness, what a pleasure. This is what it feels like to be a mother.

Fortunately, the attitude of the mother-in-law is not as serious as before and still wants to help take care of Kiara. Turns out, even though we had a lot of torn wars before, after I had children, the war rate was reduced. At least occasionally just a mouth fight. My mother-in-law seems to love my son very much. Mercifully.

"Mas ! Achaghfirullah,"

I, who had just finished from the bathroom, was shocked. Mas Bagas daydreamed while giving milk that has been milked in milk bottles. To the floor and Kiara's clothes. Kiara should have cried. Well, the mustache also saw ASI that I hard-earned milking, even splattered.

Ih, how the hell is Mas Bagas. He was daydreaming, his gaze was empty, his face was like a burden.

"Mas !"

"Eh, I-iya baby, why ?"

"Why, look at the ASI for Ara even spilled."

"Astaghfirullah, sorry, honey... I think I'm less focused because of lack of sleep."

"Sickness ?" I also worry if my beloved husband is sick.

"Dear child. Oh yeah, what time is it ?"

"Oight hour."

"God ! I have to go to the production."

My husband rushed to get a cell phone and a motor key. He even forgot the salaman. Strange, what exactly is troubling my husband's mind ? Is there a problem with our efforts ? Since birth until now I have not at all checked the condition of our pentol business. But, every time I asked, Mas Bagas said everything was fine. Is he pretending to be okay but actually hiding something from me again ? Because strange, not usually Mas Bagas daydream like that. Is that brother-in-law duo bothering me again ? But lately they seem to be busy themselves. I see, Mas Adit already has a job. My mother said he was a beef merchant at the market. While Mbak Dita, I think she envies because I already have children, while she does not go pregnant. So often go out of the house, somewhere.

My eyes were fixed on something on the bed.

"Tas Mas Bagas, ouch, really big teredor Mas Bagas."

I checked my husband's bag. There are some financial reports that have forgotten to be brought. Incidentally, a few days ago I did ask for this report, but Mas Bagas would not give it. Suspicious, there was something he was hiding. Lately his attitude has been a little strange as well. While breastfeeding Kiara, I read only.

"Astaghfirullah, why did the sales turnover of pentol drop drastically like this ???"

My eyes glare. Financial statements are destroyed. It's really a loss. What exactly happened, O Allah, only three months did not check the pentol effort, has been critical aja condition.

"Honey, Mas keti-bag"

Mas Bagas did not continue his words when he saw my eyes glaring at him with a report in my hand.

"Try to explain, why can I believe it ? Lest you poll a rotten apem, because I can't be touched out of the body. Istighfar, Mas ! What demon possessed you ?"

"Astaghfirullah, for God's sake, baby, I'm not playing crazy like that. How dare, Mas could not have betrayed the woman who had put her life for the child Mas."

"Certainly why revenue can fall like this ? Oh, do not-don't secretly give a lot of money to the mother, or give a donation of funds to Mbak Dita ? Pantesan, Mbak Dita just a henchman. Your habits !"

"No dear. Boro-boro wants to give mom or Mba Dita, our business conditions are no longer going bankrupt."

"Yes, what is the reason ? By the way right dong, Mas !"

"It looks like it's a social media effect, baby. It happened a month ago."

"Huh ? Was it a month ? What happened ? Are you pregnant with someone's child ? What the hell, speaking of which, Mas."

"Common school !" Shouting emotions.

"There are hoaxes on Instagram and Facebook. He slanders our pentol using pork and rat meat, so it's good."

"Astaghfirullah,"

Fortunately my mentality is strong, otherwise Kiara could fall from my sling.

"Who else would do such a vile thing, Mas ? Whoa, look for a storm he's the same Ayu !"

"Mas doesn't know either, honey. He's using a fake account."

"Why just say it now ? Ih, gemes me, Mas ! Where, show me the account, let me hire a hacker to track down the culprit."

"Can you, baby ?"

"Yes, you can, Mom ! That's why there's nothing to say. Don't just shut up. Ih, really test your patience, Mas. For a long time my body has become more stretched because of your attitude."

"Sorry, sweetheart. Pity you, only the birth of time must be given bad news like this."

"Yes, where's the account, let me search until I get it. Just watch out for people, I report to the police." I'm upset.

Who else would dare to make a joke. He thought an Ayu because it had given birth would run out of sense ? Oh, no ! I'm gonna find out who's the one who's deliberately trying to destroy our efforts. Until goa bear I also look for. Beware, just look at the movement of mothers berkaster this one child if it has gone berserk. Tigers, tigers, apes, through their ferocity.

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I called Cindy. Her husband is a successful businessman, must have many acquaintances. I asked for his help to find a reliable hacker. I told him everything at length, from top to bottom, it was like a mother who was storytelling for her child.

"Quiet, besti. What matters is that you don't have much of a mind. Poor Kiara later if the bunda stress."

"OK, besti... I'll wait to hear from you."

The phone connection was turned off, while Mas Bagas collapsed beside Kiara whom I had placed on the bed. His face was very tangled like an unironed shirt.

Honestly, I was annoyed at my husband who was lacking in the set in dealing with problems. But how else, my husband's name is not Superman. He was angry, but not with his expression.

"Sorry, yeah, baby."

"Yes, but remember dong, Mas. In the home, communication is important."

"Yes, honey..."

Mas Bagas sat beside me with teary eyes, then hugged me.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a bad husband. Without you, nothing."

Mas Bagas cried as he pleased. The burden must have been very heart-straining. Want to talk, all wrong because of my newly completed physical condition.

"Excite, Mom ! We used to have nothing, we also had a slump, but over time we can build a considerable business. If it is now being hit by a storm, the sign of success is getting closer. We fight together, don't fight ourselves. The household was built together, not just the husband who had to accept the hard and money. We can work together to make the load feel lighter."

We hugged each other long enough. This is just the name of the household, difficult to be happy together. Build a good economy, harmonious relationships, not only the duty of the wife or husband, but the duty of the common. We must work together through all the weather and storms that hit.