Brother-in-law Looked at my Aurat

I Like Cassava, You Like Cheese

"It's obvious that the jewelry box is in Kak Zian's backpack, why is Brother still evading and pretending not to know?" I debated.

My mother-in-law walked over to us, looked at me and turned to Brother Zian.

"Obviously, it wasn't me who put the box in the backpack." Brother Zian said firmly. When Brother Zian's eyes met mine, my heart seemed to be about to be dislodged. I'm afraid I'll be caught lying.

"Already, you don't have to argue, the important thing is that the jewelry box has been met, son." Mama mediated while gently rubbing my back. Maybe so I don't prolong the problem.

"But, Ma ...." I don't want this problem I'm planning to end this easily.

"Sorry, Zian to the room first" said Brother Zian, he turned around and stepped out of my room. He also refused to seem to be serving me.

"Son, there's no way Zian could have taken it, trust me." Mama's eyes suddenly glazed over, she defended her eldest son.

I'm confused what to say. Moreover, Mama's tears started to fall down her cheeks.

"First, when I was a kid, I used to accuse Zian of picking up jewelry in the closet" Mama said in a trembling tone. Mama-in-law's tears are getting louder. He rubbed.

"Until Mom hits him to confess." Mama's voice choked with her tears falling back.

"But, it turns out ...." As if I could not continue his sentence. "Mom, go to the room, son."

Mom said, she didn't tell me. Mama's face could not be described, as if remembering something that made her heart very sad.

"Yes, Ma. Go ahead. Sorry, Fai .. troublesome Mama helped find this jewelry."

"It's okay, son." Mama then came out, the sound of sobs was heard again.

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"Pbuh, how could that jewelry box be in Kak Zian's backpack, huh?"

I hugged Mas Raka who regained consciousness at the head of the bed tonight. I told him about this morning.

"Not knowing, too, dear. If you accuse Brother Zian of stealing your jewelry, it's impossible." Mas Raka hugged and kissed my forehead.

Same with the mother-in-law, Mas Raka also did not believe that Kak Zian who took the box. The plan I was running was in vain.

Just at dinner, there was no talk of jewelry moving into Kak Zian's backpack. It makes me dissatisfied.

"Not recriminating, obviously the box was in his backpack, probably afraid of being discovered, before being searched his room, Brother Zian gave the box to me." I keep trying to convince Mas Raka that Kak Zian did it.

"Honey, kasian also if accusing Kak Zian," cut Mas Raka. He looked into both my eyes. "There's no way Brother Zian took it."

"That means three maids here are lying. Intentionally maybe for Brother Zian to be accused?" I'm playing victim.

"Either, I was confused too. This incident, so it reminds me of the past." Mas Raka hooked her fingers on my hand. There was a heavy sigh from his lips.

"meaning?"

"First, Mama's jewelry box was found in Kak Zian's room, at that time she was still in third grade Elementary School. Jewelry box, it also contains a dowry. Mama hit Kak Zian, thinking it was Kak Zian who took it."

Mas Raka paused his sentence, I silently listened.

"Sister Zian did not confess, therefore Mama continued to hit her arms and legs with a small stick. I don't understand why Mama was so panicked and angry at Kak Zian .. until Kak Zian was bruised."

Mas Raka took my hand to his chest, I felt the heartbeat of this man I love so much.

"Grandmother who happened to stay at home, tried to stop, but Mama still beat Kak Zian, did not want to have a dishonest child and liked to steal, but ...."

"That's why?" manya curious.

Raka returned to sighing heavily. "But I was the little one who took the box and put it in the closet, on top of a pile of clothes, Zian. His name is also I am still five years old. I thought it was a toy. I feel guilty to remember that incident. Mama must be so sorry."

Mas Raka turned and looked at my eyes. His eyes cannot hide sadness.

"That made Grandma angry at Mama for beating up Kak Zian mercilessly and invited Kak Zian to stay with her. Mama initially disagrees, but Zian herself also continues to say she wants to live with grandma."

"Oh ...." I only responded short. So that's what made Mama cry this morning.

"Mama, for some reason first, often angry at Brother Zian. The late Papa often reprimanded Mama so as not to be too hard on Kak Zian, as a result they often quarrel. Brother Zian, a quiet and submissive child, just ... Mama often blames Brother Zian for the little things. Different treatment Mama to me so soft."

“Hm, so so so the story.”

“Iya, hence .. I'm sure, Brother Zian did not take our dowry.” He looked into my two eyes. I looked down, not wanting to be caught lying big.

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The next day after Mas Raka to the newly opened textile factory, I chose to stay in the room.

Actually tired of almost half a day of staying in the room. But I try not to leave the room. When Ina knocked on the door, she told him lunch was ready.

"Ina, just bring my lunch to my room, yes" I said to Ina as I opened the door.

"Yes well, Non." Ina nodded. Just as Ina stepped up, I changed my mind, if I had lunch in the room, Mama would be more suspicious.

"Darna, Ina!"

"Yes, Non." Ina turned.

"I won't eat in the room, I'll be down in a minute."

"Good, Non."

I had to go down to the kitchen. Thought Mama was waiting for me, but Mama's kitchen wasn't there yet.

The lunch menu is on the table. I sat down, looking at the full lunch menu. There's a peddle too. One of my favorite foods.

"Which mom?"

"Mrs out, Non. Go on routine studies."

"Oh .. yes, hm .. yes I have eaten alone." Kucomot peddle and bite him.

"Lunch together ... Mas Zian, No." Ina said that just as the nyebelin came into the kitchen. The fragrance of her perfume filled the nose.

I cuek, chew parchment .. and the parchment I eat is not potato parchment but cassava!

"It's a cassava parchment?" I hurriedly got up and headed for the trash. Remove and throw it away.

"Yes, why, Non? I-it's made by Mas Zian." Ina spoke slowly.

Brother Zian's creation? Huh huh?

"That's not good!" I said without feeling. Exactly when Brother Zian spouted my homemade pizza. Rasayn!

Brother Zian looks to scratch his head. He then rolled up his shirt and sat down. "I'm sorry it's not good."

Why do you say sorry?

"I don't like cassava. I like cheese!" I sneered.

"Well, it's like a song, Non. I like cassava, you like cheese." Ina was suddenly funny, while pouring water into a glass.

Bik Fatma who is in the kitchen chimed in while singing. "I like Jaipong, you like disco, oy .. oy!"

"Dear, Bik Fatma! This opens the recording kitchen, don't sing obscure!" Just Bi Fatma and her son.

"Ma-af, No. We're just kidding." Bi Fatma cupped two hands in front of her chest. His smile disappeared immediately.

"I'm a master, is it worth a maid to joke like that?!" I'm getting sniffy. Glanced at the voiceless Kak Zian. He took the rice to the plate, and two pieces of his homemade cassava parchment.

"Sorry, Nope." Ina.

"I'm not eating! Just order online!" I'm going to turn around, fuckin' the arm nudged a tear from the rock. And ....

"Awwww!" my yelling. Tear the rock down and hit my left leg. It hurts so much. My legs crumpled, even my big toes immediately bled.

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