Against Julid's In-laws

Exorbitant style, difficult economy

I went out to get the water that was gone. My steps came to a halt when I heard the voices of my mother and sister-in-law in the kitchen. I was hiding behind the door wanting to hear the mother and son talk.

"Si Ayu is starting to sting."

"Yes, Mom. Don't be a difficult person. I shop again at the shop."

"Yes too, Dit. Let's let umpetin's mother have meat."

"Well, really, Mom. Get some meat, Mom. Dita also drooled to eat meat like Ayu."

My mother-in-law put her hand.

"Make money to buy meat, Dit."

"Lha, why ask Dita, Mom ? I am a guest, I rarely eat here. I should have asked Bagas and Ayu."

"You know your sister's mediocre income. His wife is stingy again. Free to ask Ayu, he will not give money. He even fucked mom. Fifty thousand, you don't exist, Dit ? Said Adit just got a bonus."

"Get a bonus from Hong Kong ? Go home once a week."

"What do you mean, Dit ?"

"Mas Adit gives you some mediocre money, ma'am. Keep his work busy. Often overtime but salary does not go up. I came here desperate because of the storm. Sell gold first so it has a fare."

"Lha, how can that be Dit ? How about ten million bagas money ? Can't fuck him."

"Where does Dita know. Some of the mothers all said that I used the money. Why don't you tell me that my mom is wearing it. Huh, the bank's debt has not been paid off."

"Bank debt ?" Mother-in-law screamed in shock. Not only my mother-in-law, I was even more shocked.

"Yes, Mom. Who built the house. That's the bank's debt. But don't tell me, shame me, Mom."

"Astaghfirullah, Dita... How did you just tell me ?"

"Mas Adit is forbidden. But don't worry, Mom. The important thing is that my husband pays the debt, even though my rations are lacking.

"Well, how's this dong ? Mom's not good with your sister. He asked for the money behind it to make business capital."

"That's how it is, Mom. Let Dita talk to Bagas later. He won't be bothered anymore."

Wah-wah, Mbak Dita really. I already know his sister again needs money, even as good as talking like that. Though already a bank debt, but still debt his sister's money as well. So if you are not able to hold it first. This will trouble everyone.

I'll just go back to the room, let's talk to my husband. Anyway inevitably Mbak Dita must return the money Mas Bagas.

***

"Sir, Bagas wants to talk."

"What did you say ? I'm tired of taking a break."

"That bag doesn't talk, so now's the right time."

"Yes, the hunt says."

I had to sit down again.

My husband and I deliberately want to discuss debt when mom and dad are not at home, so that no one defends Ma'am Dita.

"Bagas asked for Bagas' money. At least five million first."

"What do you think, Gas ? I'll pay, but not right now."

"When do you keep going, Mother ? Wait for Otan to cook, huh ? He said a lot of money. We are not asking, Ma'am. We collect our money."

"Emang mbak money a lot. But the money is deposited in the bank. Defrosting length. Wait a month."

"Duh, hunt my moustache, ma'am. Gini aja deh, call Mas Adit, ask how much balance, just pay." I don't want to beat around the bush. He thinks I can be lied to. Oh no, I've heard everything. My sister-in-law is exorbitant style, tough economy.

"You're the same brother of his own reckoning, matter ! Mama will not run away either. Noh, your house is in this village. Anyway well, the bike you use now, the DP money from whom, if not from Mbak. Ma'am time is still working also often give money to shop with mom for your meal too. The new debt has been charged continuously."

"If you don't need it, it won't be charged, Mommy."

"Yes, I know. But I'm patient."

"Patience until when, Ma'am ? Bagas has always been the same. Not this time. Money is Bagas' right. If Mbak wants a calculation, record how much money Bagas used, cut from ten million it."

"You're really a calculation, Bagas !"

"You !"

"Mbak !"

Hadeh, until dawn will not finish this debate. I just sat there waiting for this brother brother duo to finish fighting.

"What is this ?"

My mother and father-in-law went home.

"That's right, sir, Mom. Really counting. He's still picking up."

"Mbak is the calculation. All those who were given to Bagas were brought up."

"That's right."

"Bagas was also right to be hooked. Quickly return the money Bagas !"

"Shut up ! Big man just embarrassed you. What the hell is the problem ?"

Mother-in-law spoke up. He explained the problem because all this started from his insecure and unfair attitude towards one of his children.

"Mom, Ma'am."

"Yes, I'm sorry sir, his name was also that time in a hurry."

"Yes, Dita just give your sister money. Two or three million just in the past, it's enough to open a business."

"Hhhmm, there's no money, sir."

"Say I got a bonus ?" My husband scrunched his forehead. I haven't told you about Mom and Mommy Dita's conversation in the kitchen.

"Not yet."

"Lha, keep the money Bagas how, Ma'am ?"

"Yes, how do you know. It's free for you to take the same as Mbak and Mas Adit. Until your mouth froths, we no longer have any money. Adit's not paid yet."

"Yes, the payday's up, Ma'am." My chirps.

"Can't either."

"When do you keep going, Mother ? Don't be so happy, dong." My husband started to get emotional.

"Yes, I don't know. Mas Adit's salary is also the most leftover to eat doang."

"Lho, how can it be ?" I pretend I don't know.

"It just goes on, can't, can't."

"Yes, can not her why Mbak Dita who is beautiful like a duckling. Jeez, emotions deh akoh." I said wagging the veil, hot.

"You have a lot of money, Yu." Mbak Dita was about to rush to the room but Mas Bagas blocked his hand.

"Jawab, Ma'am !"

"Yeah, pelin. Sick, Bagas !"

"Bagas, don't be like that to your mother."

"Jawab, Ma'am !"

"Money to pay the bank's debt."

Finally, Dita Ngaku herself. His face flushed with annoyance and went straight to the room. Bagas no longer held him back.

"Mom, how's dong ?"

"Yes, I don't know, Gas! What mother has that kind of money. Your father did his job as a shackle."

"Here you go, be patient, Gas. Wait your mother has money."

Old man Mas Bagas even passed by without giving a solution. He sat on the sofa with a frustrated face. I know my husband is holding back his anger.

It's a pity that my husband, since childhood, has lived his parents wander, after they even treat him differently.