Against Julid's In-laws

Moving to Jakarta

"Honey, I've arranged for our efforts. The stall here will be held by Joni and Rina. Then later, Mas wants to rent a truck to transport production goods."

"You're moving out soon, ma'am ?"

"Dear, my dear, I want us to move quickly, for our good. After all, we have got land, the construction of houses can be one or two months. Mas Rasa Mama you will not mind if we hitchhike at Mama's house for a while, until our house is finished."

Suddenly the husband was determined to move. Good, let me live a peaceful life soon.

"You really want to move ?" Ask Mom to come. Oh yeah, I forgot, we were talking about a move in the living room. So, I could have gone in for a ride.

"Yes, Mom. Don't stop us. Want mom to pretend sick, or really sick, will not change the intention of Bagas." Firmly Mas Bagas.

Why, well, my husband suddenly had the intention to move ? Never mind, no question. The important thing is that I can be freed from my in-laws and brother-in-law who are mentally assaulted.

"When do you want to move ?" Mother asked with a sinister look on our two faces.

"One more Week." Answer Mas Bagas steady. I'm lyrically my husband, we haven't talked about the move yet. Why so fast ?

"Your work is with Mom, Gas !"

I entered the room disappointed. I'm my husband Pepet, want to know why he's moving in such a hurry.

"Bag,"

"You want to ask why Mas hasn't moved in a week ?"

I'm nodding. My husband is like a shaman, understands my head.

"Mas already pondered long, just as you were sleeping. Our little family can't keep going. You're just as Ara needs peace, so does Mas. Mas know, you're a great woman, reliable in all the weather of our household. But, still you are Mas' wife, the mother of Mas's children. Your mental health and your heart number one."

My eyes glazed over hearing it. Mas Bagas kissed my hand. Original, only this time my fussy lips are speechless. My husband's attitude and speech were so thrilling that I couldn't get a wart.

"But, Mum... Same father as your mother, how ?"

"For this time I will be firm. I am also tired of the situation in this house. The condition is different when your mother's home. You look very happy, smile loose, and Mas's heart is also peaceful. Not a lot of noise like this."

"Yes, Mom, if that's your decision. As a heaven-suffering wife, hehehe, I reckon, agree a thousand percent."

"Thank you, baby. Always support your husband."

Mas Bagas gently rubbed my head. Asikk, it looks like my husband is attenuated with good auras, until his attitude is not as usual. More assertive high level, more sat set, and not shaky.

***

"Bagas !!! Exit !!!" I heard screaming from outside. I remember exactly whose voice it was. I casually stepped forward to open the door for an uninvited guest.

"Well, why are you here, Ma'am ?"

"Where is your husband ?"

"In room. Why the hell, Ma'am ?"

"Call ! I want to say important !"

"You want minjem money ? Nothing, Ma'am. Forgot our covenant ?"

"Nake it ! You stingy man ! I don't need your money. I'm here to talk to Bagas as a brother."

"OK, okay... Relax dong, Ma'am. Until the local rain. Squirt it, spit it."

"the hunt ! Get Bagas out."

I went into the room. Mas Bagas was guarding Kiara, as pentol production was temporarily halted during the transfer process. I told Mas Bagas if Mbak Dita wanted to talk to him.

"What are you doing here, Ma'am ?"

"Go to the point. Why did you move to Jakarta without asking your parents for their opinion ? I'm here to talk about you as a brother, even though you've never been respected. You may act as sweet as the brother, but not the same Mother and Father. Ask permission first. Anyway, it's good here, why all to Jakarta."

"Well, Ma'am ?"

"Heh, Serious man ! The more insolent you are, yeah."

"I'm serious too ! Ma'am there is no right to forbid me. We are both adults. Live each other's lives."

"Oath, yeah. You're so stubborn, Gas !"

Husband does not care what Mbak Dita said, instead want to go back into the room.

"Bagas !!!" Shouted Mbak Dita.

Ma'am Dita clutched my husband's hand. I want to help, but Mas Bagas forbid. He coded me to calm down, let him face Mbak Dita.

"Don't be an ungodly child, Bagas ! Stay here !!!"

"Hahaha, calm down, ma'am. Mom and Dad have a mom, his favorite son. This time Bagas provides an opportunity, Ma'am meets all the needs of Mother and Father. As a favorite child, Ma'am who has to take care of Mom and Dad."

"Speak what the hell, you ?!"

My husband looks cold. Cooler than an ice cream that's viral, hehehe. Is he already in acute heartache, huh ? Until his attitude can be like this.

"Please leave the house Bagas !"

"Armghh !! You brash sister !"

Mbak Dita's angry. His mouth was full of swearing. But my husband remained steadfast and unshakable of his will.

"Mas, are you all right ?"

"Relax baby, I know how to behave with my own family."

I just have to believe everything in my husband. Whatever the husband's choice, it must be for the good of our little family. As a wife, I will support whatever the husband's decision is, as long as it's good and doesn't hurt anyone.

Things move, I think it's the most appropriate. Maybe my husband is tired of arguing. Right also, the longer here, the more savings of sin enslaved. Of course every day, even every hour, whether in-laws or Mbak Dita likes to make a noise that provokes the mouth to respond and berate. Finally, many sins accidentally come out of this mouth.

***

"Mas, I've packed things up. Mama said, the production equipment has arrived at Mama's house safely."

"Thank God, we live rent travel for clothes."

Refrigerator, mattress, not carried. Said husband later buy again, in order to save the budget. The cost of moving production equipment is quite draining the bag.

"You guys really want to move ?" Ask mommy moody.

"It's really dong, Mom. Time is just setting ? You think we're artists who like to create sensations ?" Reply quickly.

"Mother and Father are disappointed with you, Bagas !"

"Bagas was also disappointed with Mama and Mama." My husband answered me lightly, without looking back at me.

"Basar kid don't know it's lucky !" Umpat Father. My husband just kept quiet, didn't respond. The mother-in-law also continued to babble, all she revealed. Say my husband is an ungrateful child, unable to repay parents, disappointing, and other inappropriate sentences.

I breathed a rough breath. Wanted to spray my mother-in-law with my mouth, but my husband held back.

"Shut up, baby. Let them be content to say what. Consider the wind last."

I was quite shocked by the words of my husband. Why is he so indifferent and not dizzy at all ? I'm not their only real child, hurt to hear it.

Mas Bagas pulled my hand, went into the room.

"Nyesel I gave birth to you, Bagas !" It sounded so loud that mother's screams.

"Oh Allah, my mother, you must be resisted. Hot on my heart, Mas."

"Leave it, baby. Allah is all-knowing, Mas this child is an ungodly child or indeed a mother and father who disobeyed his son."

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Finally the car we rented came. Me and Mas Bagas are coming out. It turns out that outside there is Dita. Maybe Mom picked him up so Mom could have a friend to attack me at the last minute.

But, since Ma Bagas had warned not to respond to anything said by Mother and Mother Dita, then I must also according to the rich husband. I have trouble closing my ears to all their very unpleasant words.

"You're on mute, deaf, or feigning bego, anyway ?" Sentak Mbak Dita's.

"By the same wall, ma'am."

Ah, finally all the stuff is in the car. Mas Bagas who carried Kiara directly into the car. So did I. Mas Bagas closed the car glass. Mother and Mother Dita's babbling voice began to be heard. The car started to go.

"Why don't all my cell phone contacts exist ?"

"Remember the important numbers only. I've also changed your phone number, WA number, too."

"Huh ? How did you not say it first ?"

"Sorry dear, for a while we have to shut down communication with my family."

"Lho, why, Mas ?"

My husband just smiled. What exactly is my husband planning ?