BECAUSE IT'S...MU!! Mother-IN-LAW

MOTHER KESELO...KARMA??

CHAPTER 5.

POV AZZAHRA

"Honey, make coffee first for the mas," said my husband.

"Yes mas" I walked past my husband and past my in-laws too. Suddenly, my mother pushed me.

"It's all because of you Zahra!! you're a useless ghost, you DON'T KNOW YOURSELF!!" sahut Mom snapped at me.

"MOM!!" My husband came over and grabbed my shoulder.

"Aren't you papa, honey?"

"Yes, I'm not papa" I answered while fixing my clothes that were attracted by my mother's hand.

"Mother don't be like your own mother's daughter-in-law, you know that Zahra is innocent at all, why did you push Zahra!" said Mas Farhan with a high tone.

"You've dared TO GO AGAINST mom, huh, Farhan!!"

"I'm not against you, but you shouldn't be rude to my wife either. I've taken it from her parents for me to make a wife and MUST treat her well! But why the hell?? He had nothing wrong, and knew nothing about the land letter!!" answer the husband explains the truth.

"Tell you two, until you don't hand over the land letter! You guys get out of this house! It's mom's house...You just choose to stay here or you leave this house!!"

"Mom kicked us out?" ask me Farhan.

"You're the same, you never want to understand mom!!" Mom then walked to her room angrily, I dodged to the back so as not to get any more encouragement from mom.

He entered the room and slammed the door hard.

BRAAAKKK

Farhan and I went into the room. I'm sitting on the bed.

"How's mas?"

"I don't know anymore, baby. I think there's a problem I don't know about..That's why he insisted on asking for the land letter to sell"

"Hmmm...does it have anything to do with Santi's mother, mas?"

"I don't know, honey. Make coffee, yes,"

"Yes" I went back out of the room and walked into the kitchen. Mom's room was locked and I heard her crying. I just shut up and make coffee in the kitchen. And after that, I took it to the terrace. Mas Farhan was already on the patio chair while smoking the linting he made.

"Where are you going?"

"Mas want to deliver land letters to the house of Mr. Anggoro, you are here yes.fear later Mr. Anggoro has left so it must be early in the morning" and he patted her on the stomach because of the land letter he put it on the back of his shirt.

"Yes mas. Drink a little coffee first" I said.

Then he drank a little coffee made by me.

"Yes, I'm gone, I'm afraid I'm out again"

"yes mas" then I kissed her hand and she stood up and walked out of the house.

"Assynogaic"

"Girishal"

He walked quickly on the road in front of my house leading to Pak Anggoro's house.

I went back to my room and waited for her to return home. Half an hour later Farhan returned home. I opened my room and opened my room. Mas Farhan went into the room.

"Mas, how have you been?"

"Alhamdulillah already, and Mr. Anggoro promised not to tell anyone"

"Alhamdulillah, would you like to eat first?"

"Yes dear"

"Well, I cooked a few eggs, yeah"

"Yes dear"

Then I went out and headed into the kitchen. I cooked a matasapi two eggs and fried tempeh and made soy sauce. I went back into the kama, but Farhan was on the porch and I followed him to the terrace.

"Mas is dead, want to eat now?"

"Well, I'll finish my coffee first"

After he finished with his second cigarette, we went inside and I served him at the dinner table. I didn't eat just with him. Because I was already feeling full after the fight this morning.

After Farhan finished eating, he went to the bathroom, and I went to the kitchen to clean the dirty dishes and glasses. Mom came out of her room and I swept the kitchen for a while and took my broom out because I wanted to sweep the porch. As soon as I passed my room, I heard a voice from inside the room. .

I went into the room and I saw some clothes in my closet coming out and it was on the floor, like something was ruffling. I opened the door that was open. I saw my mother standing on the wooden chair she took from the porch.

"Mother, what's going on here? come out, ma'am, what are you looking for?" I pulled her hand telling her to come down.

"Silent you, I'm going to get your suitcase!!"

"For what mom, come down mom!! The power is already broken this ma'am, later mother fell. I pulled his left arm down and the chair rocked, fortunately his hand held the edge of the closet and his left leg could step on the ground first. But my suitcase was already attracted from the tenpatnya. The big suitcase fell on his head and he also fell sitting because he could not hold his suitcase

.Unable to hold her body, mother's body turned back and her head fell down and fell on my upper soles to the right.

"Aaahhhh...adduhhh...awwww.

"Moeuu..."My yelling.

"Ayoo bu standing buu...aduhhh mother why the hell ride gini? What are you looking for anyway?" ask me while I help her to stand up.

"Eh Honey...What was?? Oh, my God, why did it fall???" mas Farhan asked and he panicked. He immediately lifted Mom up and carried Mom into the mother's room in a hurry.

Mother was put on her bed and still grimaced with pain. I followed Farhan to Mom's room after cleaning up the dropped suitcase.

"Mom why did it fall, anyway?" asked Mas Farhan after adjusting his breath.

Mother was still silent and crying because she endured the pain of the sprain.

"Mas, Mom sprained, find a masseur first....Mas" I said in front of Farhan.

"Hm...who is it? Oh yes, Mak Hasnah, I'll pick you up now." Mas Farhan just went out of the room.

"Mother just sleep, I'll get you a drink first." I said.

"Adduhhhh..sakitt" lamented the mother continues.

I went out and got Mom some warm water and went back to Mom's room.

"Mom, have a drink first." Then I handed it to the mother of the glass and she drank the water.

"It's Zahra.." finished drinking he gave the glass to me again. It wasn't long before Mas Farhan went into mom's room.

"Mom, this is there Mak hasnah, let the mother be sorted by her entirety." said mas Farhan.

"Why mom? How can it fall..?" After Mak hasnah entered. He sat down on the side of the mother's bed and told her to lie on her back and wash with oil, her ankle sprained.

"Addduhhhh.saaakiit buuu" Mak hasnah when he just applied the oil.

"Don't be held down by his leg, it will hurt once and I can't get to the wrong one"

"Yes yes, Mama..." He grimaces.

Mom holds the sprey and rolls in pain.

"Awwww saakittt..." Mak hasnah just keep sorting it and sorting it.

"Sakiitt buu...Sakiitt" I who heard mother's screams made me turn my face towards Farhan's.

"Mom, drink first, let it taste good.this thank you is good for sure. But a little more done." Said Mak Hasnah.

"Here's the booze, spend it" after I pour it into mom's glass, she drinks it.

"Yes ma'am, I'm sorting again must be her pain reduced really" Then Mak Hasnah continued the sequence again. Sure enough, Mother did not scream like that just grimacing, even though she often closed her eyes when she endured the pain.

"Well done...Mother do not be dredged first yes, later can only come back after two hours, the pain must still hurt a little but must be dredged and tapakin, yes ma'am"

"Yes, thank you." replied the mother.

"Thank you, honey, make Mak Hasnah drink first"

"Yes mas" I immediately walked into the kitchen, and made Mak Hasnah drink warm sweet tea and mak Hasnah asked to be placed on the terrace only. Mak Hasnah and Mas Farhan arrived at the terrace and they sat on chairs. Mak Hasnah put the oil in the bag.

"Udah is done, Mas Farhan, then mom will come here again if still sick"

"Make a drink first" I said.

"Yes thank you, son Zahra" then he drank it up.

"You want to add another mother?"

"No, kid, that's enough"

"Yes, how much is it?"

"Have it, just like that, fortunately just a little sprain, do not need to mas!"

"Loh ma'am, don't be so dong, later Mak won't come again if I call?" reply Mas Farhan.

"It's Nak Farhan, just keep it"

"Hm, yes then thank you, thank you again for your help"

"Yes, no papa, I hope your mother gets well soon"

"Yes, thank you"

"Yes, I say yes Nak Farhan, Nak Zahra. Come play dong nak Zahra to my house, just time can Mak help so that Nak Zahra can immediately get pregnant"

"Hm Iya mak, later I play to the house of Mother" I looked to mas Farhan.

"Yes, I say yes, Assalamualaikum"

"Waalaikumsalam Mak" we answered. Then Mas Hasnah came home.

"Why don't you want money?" asked Mas Farhan to me.

"I don't know, Mom, let's go in. Let me sleep first!"

"Yes, I'll go to the rice field later, I'll wait for Mom to step on, see Mom's progress"

"Yes, um."

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