Against Julid's In-laws

Against Julid's In-laws
A gift for my husband



I sat alone in the living room while waiting for my husband.


Ten minutes later, my husband's motorbike sounded from outside.


The one waiting finally came.


"Assynoltom..."


"Goddessalam..."


Soon I approached my husband and kissed his hand. I took the jacket he had opened and led my husband to sit next to me.


"What's wrong, your tumben is like this baby ?"


Not going to answer my husband's question, I just give him a glass of water first.


"Drink first, Mom. Must be thirsty, from the outside."


"Thank you, baby."


My husband took a glass from my hand and drank it to the end. I took the glass and put it back on the table.


"Mas, I have a gift." I said with excitement as I pointed out a box I took from under the table.


I deliberately gave her gifts in the living room, so that my husband's parents and older brother would see the gifts I bought. They have disappointed my husband, let me be the solace of the wound in my husband's heart.


"This is what, baby ?" My husband asked in surprise to see a box that I accidentally wrapped in colorful paper.


"Gift to you, Mommy."


"Gift ? It's not like it's a birthday, baby." My husband still shows his face.


"Yes, Mas... does the gift have to wait for an event ? I love when I want to tell her when. Uda Mas, the quarry is open."


"Okay, I open it."


My husband's face was beaming like a blooming rose. His white teeth were neatly lined up until it looked so wide my husband's smile.


"Canon Camera ?" Ask my husband with perfectly rounded eyes. Unbelievingly.


From the direction of the tv room, mother-in-law and Mbak Dita approached. They must have eavesdropped on my conversation and Mas Bagas.


"Happy dong, Mas. Even bengong kayak kaambet ghost waiter WC aja."


"Is-this really for Mas ?"


"Yes, make it. Time for the neighbor's cat. It's just-there's nothing."


"It's really a camera, baby ?"


"Jeez, it's really a camera, Mas. Time cobek stone. Ouch..."


"What about Mas ?"


"Even so, my husband doesn't believe it. Yes, this is a gift from Mas's beautiful wife to discuss this. Hehehe, with this camera we can create content in our Chanel, all of us can also create content in Tik Tak, Mas."


"Where's the money you got, Ayu ? Got a stash of old gaduns ?" Mbak Dita asked with a cynical look full of envy towards me.


Iri ??? Say boss...


I laughed satisfied in my heart, managed to also make my sister-in-law overheated, Hihihi.


"Yes Ma'am, I have a fat deposit, but not old. Nih. Hihi." I hugged my husband. Basic brother-in-law, his brain is less sekilo. I could've thought I had Daddy's sugar. Obviously my job is only in the kitchen, the well and the mattress.


"So seriously. Where did you get that much money ? You know the camera is expensive, up to five million. It looks new too."


"Buy a camera can, but ask to buy vegetables instead of debt. You are really outrageous, Ayu. Don't-don't during this time the money Bagas much, but you enter a personal pocket. What are you !"


"The camera is Ayu's money, Mom. Bagas never gave a lot of money with Ayu. A day is twenty thousand. At most a million, it's also payday yutub aja."


"Where does money come from ?"


"Mommy's Mama's, Mom. Said Mama's got more sustenance so give her son." Sorry for the moment I have to lie. Someday I'll be honest that this is my savings.


"Nyusahin your parents, Ayu." Nyinyir Mbak Dita's.


"What is it, Ma'am ? His name is also given, I accept. My mother, although she is still selling in the market. It is natural to love his son. Unless Ayu is in debt with Mama or brother, it just doesn't know yourself. Time of debt money for foya-foya. Hehehe" Speech style should remain slow so that the interlocutor is more offended.


"Nyindir ?"


"I don't miss my beautiful mother."


"Basic!"


Mama Dita just passed by. His face is very irritated. While the mother-in-law, she sat down. Maybe he was curious.


I told my husband to try his new camera.


My husband looks excited. Her smile never disappeared from her lips. And that's what I was hoping for.


"Well, cool baby. The video quality is good."


"Alhamdulillah, our content can be better, Mas. You have to keep the spirit well."


"Great you, Ayu. Support your husband until you buy good things. That's dong being a filial wife."


"Yes dong, Mom. If it wasn't me, who else would support Mas Bagas. Yes, no, Mas. Hehe."


My in-laws face immediately turned sour. He must have been insinuated because he had been less supportive of my husband.


We married with our own money. Hard work saving together. Parents only helped five million. While Mbak Dita, almost all costs from mother and father. Her marriage was big-gedean, even though her husband only brought ten million for her wedding.


"Well, I'm asking for money to shop tomorrow. You're gonna have a lot of money, kitchen time just doesn't exist."


"Mom, don't ask Ayu. Bagas in love gift aja shy, ma'am. Not able to happy wife, even he who gives expensive goods with me. About the kitchen money, if the salary of yutub is liquid later Bagas kasih."


"Your study is still one week away, Gas. My mom is now doing kitchen shopping. You guys wanna eat for another week ? Here, fifty thousand."


"Already Mom, don't think about our food. From tomorrow Ayu cook for herself, use her own gas and stove."


"That's your style. Mostly on mom's stove. Where do you have a stove ?"


"Tomorrow to buy." Reply lightly.


"You want to buy a stove, baby ?"


"Yes Mas. Tomorrow between ya. Your mother said I should be independent because I have a family. Yes, although it has not been able to separate the house because marriage is also only six months, that is also money from mutual savings. At least split the kitchen first. In the back there is still enough space to be used as a kitchen. I can cook there.


"That's a big fan of you, Ayu. Just love mother of daily money how hard is it anyway ? Don't cook in the back, you'll die all."


"Don't do it, Mom. Just let Ayu, count self-study. Later let me make a table for you to use in the kitchen back, Yu." Said my father-in-law approaching. Sipping the coffee he brought.


"Again, thank you, sir."


"Together."


Mom stomped her feet in annoyance and went into the room.


Luckily the father-in-law was not too obvious his favoritism. Although sometimes more defensive Mbak Dita.