Against Julid's In-laws

Widow Girang

In the midst of our talk about the condition of the father, my husband and I were surprised by the sound of objects falling from the father's room.

Prang !

Soon my husband and I ran to my room.

"Sir, why 'em ?"

"Your father, why ?"

"That's Mom, you are so complicated ! I told him to take some medicine, and he got a glass of it !"

"Oh my God, why sir ?"

"Exit ! I don't want to have a child like Dita !"

"Oh, what's the matter with this father ? It's so strange !"

"What do you think of Mr, Dita ?" Ask Mother-in-law.

"Nothing. Just again let me not remember the Bagas with Ayu, because they are wrong. Bener dong Bu, the time of the Father even turned on me."

"Get out !" Sentak.

"Sir, just go out. Understandably well, the presence of the mother seems to bring the auras of hell, hehehe."

"Shut up !"

I chuckle softly.

"Dit, no. Don't make a riot. Come on out, to your room. Mending you take care of Lea, no." Mom gave Lea to Mbak Dita. With annoyance Mbak Dita took Lea and went to her room.

My husband and I can only look at each other.

"Sir, take the same medicine Bagas well. Let Bagas take another drink." persuade my husband.

"Yes, Gas. Forgive your mother, she never grew up. It's hard to be self-conscious."

"Already, sir, don't think about it. Focus on your health. About Mbak Dita, let Ayu the opponent, hehehe."

***

"Owekk .. owekk"

"Oh, you're fussy anyway, Lea ! Mbah's dizzy..."

"Mom, Lea why ? Kiara so go along with the cry too, nih."

"Don't know Ayu, her name is also a baby, yes it must often cry."

"But pity Kiara, another siesta, even bother."

"Died in the penguin again later also sleep. Don't blame Lea, tell him who your son's sleeping with."

"Didih, what a weird mom ! I'm a shaman, can I tell if the baby is sleeping or not."

Danger, my mother-in-law has begun to show her true character. Apparently, he put Lea first. Yes, it's a small thing, but make a sprain !

"Where are the ancestors, ma'am ?"

"Don't know, We're in business !"

"What business ?"

"Where do you know ! Udah, don't ask much, make Lea more fussy !"

My eyes glared at the mother-in-law's words. Bodoamat, if served even more. I just focus on putting Kiara to sleep again, sorry my son has not been asleep long has been awake.

"Mom... Mother !" I heard Dita's voice. He just came home, lived a long life well, just talked about it has come.

"We're finally home, too, you. Nih, carry your son !"

I who was going to the room immediately turned back to the living room. I heard a boy's voice. Don't-don't....

"H, hold on, Mom. Dita wants to know a new guy. Meet Ma'am, Mas Reza."

A man who looks older than Mommy Dita kisses mom's hand. He also handed me some parcels. The man was thin, with mature brown skin, aka almost charred. Chocolate sugar Java.

"Who, Ma'am ?" my many.

"Known, Yu, the future Ma'am. A great entrepreneur, certainly a lot of money."

Wah-wah, once a cry-nangis left by her husband, now has a lot of behavior. Hopefully Mbak Dita is not acting strange.

"Rightly a businessman, Dita ?" ask the mother with sparkling eyes.

"Yes dong, Mom. Time I lied. What is Bagas doang that can be a successful entrepreneur ? My candidate is also great."

"What is it, Mas ?" manya curious.

"Vegetables."

"Oh, farmer."

"Eh, I'm from the clip ! Not a farmer, but a loan shark, aka a vegetable boss. Look, the car's just hot."

"Sit down, Son Reza. What do you want to drink, iced tea or coffee ?"

"Dragon Fruit Juice is there, Mom ?"

"There's no dragon, Mom. There's the devil's chilli juice, hehehe."

"Whisper, Ayu ! Honey, have some sweet iced tea first. Will drink the juice sometime."

"Yes, then water."

"Dalgona Coffe would, would you ? I will make a special cafe in Jakarta. Understandably, I'm a regular tasting cafe in Jakarta."

"Here, cocky !"

"Dragon coffee ? Dragon coffee means ?" Ask the man innocently.

"Hahaha, not Mas. I thought this was coffee from dragon powder. That's a contemporary drink, manyos anyway."

"Sorry Mom, don't like me. I prefer water."

"Well, it's very simple then Mbak Dita's candidate."

"Whisper you Ayu ! Mas, no need to respond. Si Ayu is always the same as me, stress too !"

Damn, I said stress. Whereas Mbak Dita who is the head of a gang of mental hospital residents. But yes, I do not want to add to the commotion, I give the sweetest smile version of Ayu only and choose to enter the room.

***

"We, that's Lea crying ! What are you doing again ?"

"Wait, Mom. Just know how to get a new father for Lea."

That's the conversation of mother and son every afternoon. Instead of helping, Mbak Dita's work is even relaxed while chatting. His behavior is similar to the unstable ABG who is puberty. Where the dress is like a young man who is in love. Maybe this is what I call a widow.

"Dita, milakin first !"

"Use formula milk, ma'am. It's still in the kitchen."

I just watched from the front porch. The moment of enjoying twilight is interrupted by the noise of Mbak Dita and Mommy.

"Honey, let's go out, Mas wants to take Ara for an afternoon walk."

"Well, I want to help you."

"Udah, justin, there's Mbak Dita !"

"That's it, I want to get him to work."

"Yes, it's up to you. Go first, yeah."

"Ok dear."

After my husband came out the gate, I went inside, sitting while watching Mbak Dita who was sitting relaxed while running over the table. His eyes focused on the phone.

"Don't, Ma'am, eat eat live eat, the child is guarded mother."

"Hmm, yes," he replied indifferently ignoring me.

"His ears are again pawned in the cowshed, well, Ma'am ?"

"Hhhh."

"Buy.. buy..."

"Okay, this is your son, I made milk. I want to serve people first."

"Bring it up, Mom. Time can not sell while holding Lea doang."

"Here Mom, her son !"

With a forced face mother handed Lea to me. Mom rushed to the stall, then I immediately handed Lea over on her mother's lap, and grabbed Mbak Dita's phone.

"Ih, what the hell, Ayu ! Just interrupt !"

"Urus his son, Ma'am ! Remember, Mommy has kids, don't be a virgin dong !"

"What the hell, can't see a man !"

"Seneng yes seneng, but not alone ! Nih, his son was also made to smile !"

"Bodoamat, turn on my phone !"

"Hyapu same cook first, then I turn back the phone. Take care of Lea first, take a shower there."

"What's so good about ? Am I your son, huh ? Don't be less. You have a home."

"Well, that's okay ! If the ride is self-conscious well, beautiful Ma'am."

"Basar-in-law Julid, a sorcerer, a face like a granny gerondong, can not see people happy ! Just be careful if I get a rich man, I'll give you back !"

"I'm a bodoamat, Ma'am. Already, hunt bathingin Lea, the abis is ripe, nyuci dishes, the same nyapu."

Mbak Dita's face was upset amazingly. I chuckle at his behavior. Mbak Dita must be told to be aware. If left unchecked, even the ease.