Don't Insult Me

Julids

"Eh, Salsa, where are you going?" asked Bu Lena with her cynical look.

"Guard gas station, ma'am," said Salsa with a casual look. A smile was on his face at the time.

"Where are you going?" continued Bu Mega who was no less staring cynically at him.

"To the market, ma'am, you want to stock groceries in the fridge."

"How many liters, Sa?" asked Bu Sumi who was currently nearby.

"Two liters, Mom," he said slowly. Bu Sumi also directly filled gasoline to his motorcycle as much as 2 liters. Salsa was just watching and trying not to look at the two mothers who were looking at her here.

"Thank God my son got a good mate. His wife is a PNS in the subdistrict and obedient. If only I could have a lazy and spoiled daughter-in-law, my son would be miserable right now" said Bu Lena, who continued to look at Salsa.

"Yes, fortunately my daughter-in-law is an office worker. If a woman can be unemployed while doing diplomas, surely at this time her life will be miserable," continued Bu Mega.

Salsa knew that the innuendo given by the mothers was intended for her. She was that lazy, spoiled, unemployed girl. But that used to be because now she was already a diligent and independent girl. Only, he had not found a job because it was rather difficult to find work without frills Brother-in-law. Often her sister, Anisa offers to work in her husband's company.

However, Salsa is no longer willing to rely on anyone and wants to prove that he can be alone. Now he has put in some applications to schools. Only, the application has not yet received a call.

"Totally twenty-two thousand, Sa," said Bu Sumi.

"See, yeah, I'll take your change first." Sumi immediately went into her stall to get the change. While Salsa is still at home next to his motorcycle to wait for the arrival of Bu Sumi.

"Sa, when we were tortured with your ex-husband how was the story? We miss it so much in person!" Suddenly Ms. Lena exclaimed to the surprise of Salsa. How could they bring back the old wounds that traumatized her to this day?

"Yes, Sa, what's the story. Still, your ex-husband is free yet?" connect Bu Mega.

Salsa was silent. He did not dare to answer at all because those painful moments filled his mind again.

"Jawab dong, the time!"

"Sorry, Miss Sumi, change it for Mom, I'll excuse you."

Gegas Salsa rode his motorcycle and moved away from the stall. She could not help but cry all the way because she recalled the sad moment when she became the wife of Bagas, her ex-husband who is still behind bars.

"Where the hell, asked if he left. Must be mental. Hence, so the person has a mouth to be kept so as not to make the person hurt. Even though the incident when he insulted me has been years, but I still remember whenever." Ms. Lena stared cynically at Salsa who was already very far away, but could still be seen the color of her clothes which was almost lost from sight.

"Let's go, he reaps what he sows first." Bu Mega added. Although she never got into any trouble with Salsa, as a julid-loving mother, she did have to come to judge Salsa.