Between You and My Parents

Chapter 8 Salty

Marriage is not just getting married and we will be happy that we do not necessarily get. Household life is not always smooth. Various household exams may arise. From small problems that can be solved easily, to big problems that have the potential to stretch the tranquility and harmony of the household

So establishing yourself before marriage should be. Because in the household there are so many tests that we have to live.

A week has passed since the arrival of the son. I keep working as usual, the blazing sun-rain storm I keep plunging into the field to just take a weekly deposit.

Last day of work, Saturday of the week I'm off. Handphonku rings.

"Assalamualaikum, where are you Dinda?". Ask my son when I'm going to drive a bike.

"This is me going to be the way".

"Oh.. Can I talk to you?."

"Byeah, I'm just going home".

"Oh yes, from tomorrow you have to resign from work."

"Yoh why?".

"After marriage, I don't want you to work, I want you to make a business, so you don't get tired."

I smiled at the words he said. I really want to be at home resting for a while.

"Emmm, not so fast. I have to wait for the letter to come out first, then I can stop.

"It's important you've resigned."

"Now I'm talking to the office manager."

I guess Putra wouldn't be serious about her words to propose to me turns out she proved her point. Unlike Haris, only words have no benefit at all.

I went back into the office to meet with Mr. Rizal, the branch manager.

"Excuse me sir."

"Yes mba Din". I'm sitting in a chair in front of Rizal's desk.

"So sir, I'm gonna resign because I'm getting married".

"What's? Well mba Din, it's a pity that in 3 months you will have one year of work here. Like a signed employment contract first. Married after one year of work."

"Yes, sir, it's just,, my soul mate has come".

"Yes, even if you apply now, the resignation letter will come out no later than one month after filing."

"It's okay sir".

"Ok already."

After all I've been through, bitter sweet life that I've been living. I'm still like Dinda always was. His father his son and my father spoke. Joking and laughing through the cellular channels in each hand.

"When they're new, but they're a good fit". My mother told me that sitting down was relieving my fatigue. I don't want mom and dad to know that I'm quitting.

When you're done, Dad returns my phone. And I went to see my grandfather, my brother and my mother, and then Rt had a few witnesses in the village, so they would attend a meeting later that night to tell me about my marriage.

"Mom I'm really getting married". My mother's eyes glazed over my words.

"If you are married you are not the responsibility of mother and father anymore, you must obey all the words of your husband, even though your education is higher than your husband. You stay under your husband."

"Yes mom, you understand."

"What's your husband's end?".

"I don't know mom". I lied to mom, I don't want to until dad knows, if mom only I don't have a problem telling him but my dad will definitely berate me again, because dad is more concerned with education. Father wants his children to marry someone higher in his world science.

Son of only Junior High School Graduates. He could not continue his schooling due to limited costs. But the knowledge is higher than in college children. His religious knowledge and world science are yes, he often studied through youtobe. Until he can beat me.

The family had gathered, they began deliberation. Many families were opposed because they were late to be given the happy news.

Grandpa just obeyed the words of my father. The deliberation continued I slept because I was too tired.

The next day, the birds were still sounding the melody of his voice, I was still asleep because I finished the morning prayer I continued to sleep again.

"How are you going to be a wife, son, if you're still sleeping until your guests and family have come." Mother saw me still sleeping from my bedroom door.

"Dinda also can't cook sak !". Aunty (sister of my mother) shocked the mother with words and held my mother's shoulders.

"Yes deck. I'm afraid her in-laws will get angry with her".

"Let's talk about it when his in-laws come, may they understand brother. Let me wake Dinda up, her brother's guest has come. Let's welcome you first."

Mother welcomes the arrival of guests from the Son while from my side has been waiting since. I'm the only one not ready. Though the son had just called before just that I did not lift because I was still sleeping.

"Dinda... let's wake up baby, your future husband has come while you're still sleeping". My aunt woke me up gently. Until I was shocked and opened my eyes that could not be opened.

"My aunt hasn't had a bath yet."

"Well, get up now, shower there". I ran to get a towel and went to the bathroom.

While in the bathroom the party from Putra was looking for me because he wanted to see the woman his son wanted to marry.

"Ah sorry, Dinda is still in the bathroom, I think too tired to work, so sleep loss".

the son and his family smiled at the reply from the smiling mother to give the news".

"Sorry mom besan, Dinda also can not cook, although she had sniffed, she just masakin same brother-sister kosnya, sometimes his friend. Sometimes also given a side dish with his mother, so please permaklumannya, if you can teach him slowly tomorrow if it's already at home bu besan". Said Aunt Raya (Sister of my mother).

"Yes, we both teach it."

After all the delivery was handed over, I hurried out of the room. And smiled at the Son's family.

Sitting next to your mother and aunt. While the brother of the father in the kitchen prepared food for the guests.

"This is my grandson. May you take it well".

My family chatted with each other, my son and I just smiled at the conversation between my two families. The sight of the Son made me a little embarrassed. Until finally they say goodbye and will come after determining a contract day for us.

I'll just wait for the day that H arrives, and also wait for my resignation letter to come out. Even though I'm getting married, I'm still at work. Though the word pamali if the bride out before the day H.

But I did not pay attention to it, because it was pressed by the job that demanded me reach the target before the letter resigned out.

"Son. Everyone's looking for you, can't you get permission first? Tomorrow you must be picked up by your new family. Your time will also be at work."

"Well, ma'am, I haven't reached my target yet, I haven't had a year's work, I can't take my leave".

"But I have to tell your aunt, Om and the rest of the family, your father might get angry".

"Yes I can go home for a while this afternoon, mother do not have to worry, I close the phone yes ma'am. I work first".

I couldn't say anything after I closed the phone. At home everyone is angry because I'm gone, how about we talk to the besan family?". Says the people who judge mother.

"Only prayer can save him. So we just pray for the best".

After I finish my job, I ask permission to go out of the office, even though I will go home. I quickly drove home, fortunately when I got to I didn't find my dad or anything else. Just mom and auntie Raya there.

"Mother..aunte".

"Dindaaaa darling. Already have. You quit your job. Don't make people panic".

"Tante, mother, I just need your prayers. And I'm not gonna be anything. I'll be back to ask permission to be replaced for 3 days until the show's over ma'am, tan".

"But Din, mom and aunt don't know what your dad's talking about".

"Calm down, I'll talk to you now." I'm waiting for my dad to go see Rt to take care of the files to KUA.

After my father came home I smiled at him.

"Why you?"

"yeah. I'm going to the office for permission first. The problem is that the new boy who will replace me is still learning, there is only one location that I have to show! Can you dad?".

Because I told the new boy to find a village to find a target for himself. And I asked him to wait in one of the villages.

"Yes, but tomorrow morning you have to be here."

"It's not dad tomorrow, I'll be home tonight".

"That's even better".

I kissed the hands of father, mother and aunt Raya.

I'm willing to go again. And meet a new kid who has to take my place.

Even though we were getting married, my son rarely contacted me, unless something was important.

I rarely wanted to know about him, because I was busy.

Me and the new boy headed to a village to meet the members who borrowed the copration. After 17:15 minutes. We went back to the office to report that the new child had memorized all the locations that he would go to every day.

Then I went home after all I thought was done. At home there are many families who gathered for my handover.

"Assynoga".

"Waalaikumussalam' gagaaaa, the bride is still working".

"Last uncle". Smile at the people gathered.

"Mom I'll go to the room first, pack clothes for tomorrow".

"Yes son".

I can't wait for this day to be picked up by my son and his family. I'm happy not playing. There's a sense of deg degan. Until the time comes for the Son's family to come. Everything is ready. I sat down near the son. As my body surrender began to sweat, the smiling Son saw me.

"You relax, Din".

I just smiled and then we decided to go home to my husband's house.

All my family was crying, I was smiling, but when I saw my mother's tears, somehow my tears fell suddenly. I only spent two days at home in-laws. Uh prospective in-law.....

Well, how are you when I go to work, and when I live at work. Nothing I saw crying....

I walked in the footsteps of my new son and family....

Everyone was waiting for my arrival, seeing what the future wife of the Son looked like.

I was so nervous to get in.

"Let's go in. You rest and pray."

My father-in-law asked me to rest, please,

"Yes Om."

I went to the room that was prepared. From my arrival to the night came many guests who came just to see me. I felt ashamed.

"Dinda... let's go out. There are guests who want to meet."

"Yes" my father-in-law's future father-in-law asked me to come out, while my mother-in-law's future only took care of guests, my mother-in-law looked embarrassed as I asked what to do.

"You sit quietly near the Son. Later we will serve a cup of tests and other snacks to the guests." Saying mother-in-law.

I saw Putra laughing, and told the guests. I understand a little, sometimes I don't understand what they say. Understand different languages.

"Eh... Dinda, sit here." I approached the Son and sat beside him but somewhat stretched.

Every day every night for two days and two nights I just sat down to greet the guests. It was more fun working in the field than having to welcome so many guests that I felt dizzy.

Last night I was there someone who could be said to be the family of a son came with his wife and son-in-law's children.

"Dindaa.. bawain first a cup of coffee for uncle," said my sister-in-law.

"Yes". I'm on my way to the membrane where the coffee was made.

"that's my brother-in-law's son". My future mother-in-law told me who the guests were coming.

I could only smile, and bring a cup of coffee that was still hot.

Somehow I felt dizzy seeing so many guests that I accidentally spilled a cup of coffee it was against the uncle who was wearing a sarong.

"Aaaaaa.. hot.." Uncle shouted while wagging his scabbard. Everyone laughed incessantly. I just fell silent and went to the room asked by my father-in-law.

"Your son-in-law dendem is the same as your damar". Said the woman I heard from in the room.

They're all still laughing. While I still feel shocked until my face reddened so shamefully.🫣🫣😁

I try to just sleep, relieve my embarrassment. It doesn't feel like it's morning,

"Dinda let's go out. You have to get yourself". I went out and went to the front of the Son's house.

I don't feel like I'm finally home. Two days and two nights at the house of the future husband feels one year there. Maybe some readers feel like me.

When I finished, Son was surprised to see me. "perfects". The son of my ear. Makes me feel embarrassed.

"Favor"

I walked in the car when Putra finished, I smiled because he was different than usual. The one I used to mock black, ugly, now he looks wow...

"Me and the group went to my house just to get along. Everyone looked at me, when I got home, from my best friend Yuni, my best friend at Hida High School and Kenzel. Get to my office friends.

They posed with me and my husband after my contract was over." My family, my friends, my friends took those happy moments, even without decorations.

Because the show is so simple.

After all the dishes and one by one I went home I replaced my wedding dress with a robe and hijab. So did my husband.the family of the late husband came home, and let me both take care of the guests first.

"We're going home yuk!". Bring a little bit of a bosen son home.

"Come ! We're saying good to family.".

We also say goodbye, and go home using my motorbike after finishing the Ashar prayer.

"Wedroom"

"Dinda, now that we're legally husband and wife, I'm the same you should change the call."

"Can I call you what?".

"From tomorrow I call you deck, and you call me sister?".

"By, brother".

"But I'm sorry Din, I can't love you yet, because I still need to get rid of you."

His words disappointed me a little. It's just that I can still understand him because we are Taaruf.

"Yes, it's okay."

"Putraa there are guests tuh. his friends call." The sound of my mother-in-law calling her son.

"Yes".

The son went from before me, he asked me to rest first, while he would meet his friends.

I waited until 11 p.m., he didn't go back to the room. This is my first night.

I can't sleep because of the sound of the vehicle they're going to go somewhere these nights.

I was always surprised when I slept. As soon as I see the clock showing at 12:30 p.m.

"Putraaaa... yoh are you still outside?.

Your wife you're living inside alone !! Login".

The mother-in-law expelled all the friends of the son who were deliberately disturbing. They laughed and let the Son in !!

When the door opened I was shocked. "I'm sorry".

The son began to take off his clothes. But I didn't care about it because I was annoyed by the sound of passing vehicles. Understandably I married into the city near the highway.

"Why you?".

Seeing me so pale made the son shocked.

"I couldn't sleep with the sound of the vehicle - I was living in dimes close to the highway. It's just that if it's 11 and up, there's no more sound of vehicles".

"Yes, here you sleep while I hug." I'm a little embarrassed to interfere with fear.

The son pulled my hand until I fell into his arms. He turned off the lights and lay down to hug me, then covered my ears with his hands.

Nothing happened on my first night, the Son just couldn't bear to see me, so he didn't touch me the first night. Until morning came, I had to get up early to clean the house, sweep and wash dishes. Then I tried to cook.

"Can you, son?".

Said the mother-in-law who suddenly surprised me from behind".

"Eh. God willing I'll try mom".

Yeah, I'm going out to wash my clothes to Telaga near the road there.

"Yes mom".

I have to cook, this is my first meal for my husband. I began to read his favorite menu. Sambal tempeh and chicken soup.

When I'm done, I'll serve my husband and my father-in-law.

"Emmm. Maybe a little water plus". My father-in-law's voice embarrassed me.

"This what. You can cook no. You have a mouth! You tasted it first you love me !". The sound of the Son's snapping made me shed tears. I just fell silent

"Stupid you, useless. This cuisine you gave me!. You're the one who ate it !". I'm ashamed to be so ashamed of my father-in-law and my two sisters-in-law.

Until I cried and went into the room to get my suitcase.

"If you want to be good, cook it yourself, why get angry with your wife. Here". My mother-in-law took the plate my son and father-in-law were holding, all the cooking was put back in the cauldron.

They all fell silent, they could not continue eating because my mother-in-law had been cleaned up, it turns out my mother-in-law is so dear to me.

Until my son came up to me in the room, and saw me crying hysterically while putting all my clothes in the suitcase.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult you," the son regretted his words, holding my hand.

But I was really disappointed, embarrassed, and hurt.

"You can treat me like that. You think I'm not ashamed?. You don't appreciate my cooking a little bit".

"I'm sorry I regretted my prilak towards you". Tears made me melt. And set aside my intention to leave. He hugged me, kissed me, and promised he wouldn't say anything rude anymore..

"You say rude once again. I'm really going to get out of your house, brother. And for the moment sorry I won't be cooking you".

Since that incident, I have never cooked again due to trauma. I always left him to work until my resignation letter came out.