
"Dit, he said you wanted to buy me gold. You're sure you're going to the ATM, Kirain wants to go straight to the gold shop."
"When, Mom. Mas Adit only sent one million. Enough for the poya-foya."
As usual, when my in-laws and brother-in-law were heard opening the door, I straightened my ears to see where their footsteps were. Now they are sitting in the kitchen.
"That's you buy clothes, mother's time is only in the chicken doang. Minimal buyin mommy in that kek."
"When again, Mom. Bought clothes too because here Dita does not have good clothes. If we have a lot of money, we also love."
"When ?"
"Yes, I don't know. Mas Adit is changing, Mom. The time of each month is devoted to the love of one million prayers. Enough for everyday."
"Try investigating. There may be a widow who disturbs your husband.
"Ih, mother, if you say no nakutin that ah."
"Yes, being alert is important, Dit."
Bruak !
"Aw !"
"Letter ?!"
Wow, fashion apes today. Being cool nguping instead fell because of careless. Intentions want to hide in the curtains, even tugged until everything falls.
"Hehehe, go get some snacks, ma'am. The curtains are fragile, ma'am. Time of nagging just fell all right away."
"You must be nguping ?"
"Nguping what, Mom ? My man wants to get some fruit."
Confidently I walked past these two people. Trying to find my favorite fruit in the fridge, still nothing.
"Mom, where's Ayu avocado ?"
"Udah Mama ate. NuGet, your snacks' potatoes are running out too."
Justright. I checked every drawer in the fridge, clean no food of mine.
There's only vegetables that I just put in.
"Lho, what's in the end ? Permission first dong, Ma'am."
"Why should I get permission ? It's a shared refrigerator, yeah, anyone can eat."
Astoge, my heart is kembis kempis hear the words of Mbak Dita. Long time ******me also wide because too patient.
"Udahlah, Ayu. Just doang snacks, don't be stingy. This is also karma for those of you who like to snack. It's not polite to be a daughter-in-law."
I left feeling annoyed leaving the two men towards the room. Just yesterday buy snacks, already ludes not restless. The fate of living in-laws is like this. Must be received with a chest.
From now on I want to focus on finding money, can be immediately free from the prison house in-laws.
***
Two months passed. Based on determination and burning desire, slowly the content of yutub and Tik Tak we started a lot of audience. Yesterday's earnings touched five million. Unexpectedly, the fruit of patience was so sweet.
However, the ordeal also feels tighter. The existence of Mbak Dita in this house seems to make my days rise in blood only. Strange actually, why is he still here. Like something was hidden. Doesn't want to stay at his house, doesn't want to go back to Jakarta. His work makes a scene every day.
"Mas, did you send me five hundred thousand doang ? How can I go back to Jakarta ? Or you purposely let me stay long in the village."
"Don't my hunch be right if you're cheating, Mom ?"
"Continue why my monthly rations are getting less and less ?"
"You're the one who's angry, huh, Mas ?"
"Mas !" Shouted Mbak Dita upset because the phone connection was broken unilaterally by her husband.
Afraid of being discovered, I stumbled away from her room. If he finds out I'm nagging, maybe his mouth is nagging like firecrackers on new year's night, old is just finished.
I went back to the room. Sleeping next to my husband who went back to sleep after the dawn prayer. Body fever. It seems he was too exhausted because he often stayed up late. Our work has been solid lately.
"Let's go, ah."
Open HP, scroll social media. On Sunday, I want to take the day off from creating content. Today's agenda, want to fall while pampering the husband.
There's a video of Tik Tak being fyp on the homepage. A woman in sexy fashion uploaded a video with her boyfriend. Although only the back and sides are visible, I am sure that the man in the video is very similar to Mas Adit.
"Mas Bagas, get up first, Mas. Look at this, it's important." I tried to wake my husband. Want to ask his opinion. Is it the same with me or my eyes are starting to get myopic.
"Let's see, Mas. I think Mas Adit cheated on me."
My husband slowly opened his eyes, then sat down and grabbed my phone. His eyes immediately glared.
"Dear, it's like Mas Adit."
"Don't let your sister-in-law cheat, Mas. Well, fucked up, it could be a third world war if I think so."
"Let's go, baby."
"Cock in the biarin, Mas ?" My husband went to sleep again. Like someone who doesn't care.
"Mas, even sleeping. We need to tell this news to your sister. Let her spit her husband into Jakarta."
"Let's go, honey."
"Well, if your brother's right at cheating how ?"
"Suffering him."
My God, my husband is so creepy when he's lost sympathy with others. His attitude is based on many things. I remember, Mas Bagas forbade his brother from marrying Mas Adit because he felt the man was not a good person. But, her brother insisted on getting married to a man she had only known for a month.
"Mas, really we don't need to tell you, is it ?"
"Yes. Free to tell too. Ma'am Dita is stubborn. Mana believes he's the same as us. There will be him even angry because he considers us slander."
"True, your sister where accept her beloved husband we accuse of cheating. Can erupt Mount Merapi if we repel the anger Mbak Dita. Oh, you fools."
"good. Mending you hug Mas. It's cold, baby."
I took off the blanket and hugged my husband. Not sleeping, I was surprised. Mas Bagas body is very hot. Similar to the heat of a new cellophone in fried.
"Mas, you're hot already like a thermos of water. We're taking medication."
"Don't be a pity, it will also drop the fever. I just need a break."
"Ih, you big orok. Anyway, have to take medication. You are, already thin dry, told to seek treatment very hard."
My husband doesn't touch my words. He closed his eyes pretending to be asleep. Just make the emotions go up. This is one of the things I hate. He is the type of person who doesn't care about himself. Slashing bones for the sake of wife and parents, until the pain was not felt. If it wasn't me who nagged him telling him to rest, he would have run off to the ojek base.