Don't Separate Me

Don't Separate Me
Nondecisive



Sicily opened the door with a thump. And it seemed that Mrs Nandita was standing staring in the room.


Mrs Nandita circulated her gaze at Eran who was still a towel right. "Eran, go home and see mom anyway? have you forgotten about your mother!"


Eran just remembered that in the house there was his mother, but the night was already quiet and maybe he had rested. So how do you wanna say.


Sicily was listening to the babbling of mother-in-law.


"It seems like Mom's been sleeping all night, so I don't dare to disturb." Eran hugged the mother.


Then Mrs Nandita circulated her gaze into the surrounding space. "You say it early in the morning, the room is still a mess like this. Before going to the boutique also take care of the room with the husband, let alone take care of the house. Room one just ain't no shit."


Hearing Puan Nandita's glut of words made Sicily's heart ache. Because this has not been resolved just not incompetent. Without speaking Sicily directly beberes the room.


Eran did not know what to say to defend his wife in front of the mother who said sternly like that.


At breakfast, they sat together at the same table. Sicily who had prepared breakfast wholeheartedly for breakfast all happened to come home suddenly because her family was dead and Rika was busy cleaning up.


"You can't cook, can you? how does it not taste so good. Uh!" Ms. Nandita threw away the food she almost swallowed.


"Em, what does it feel like?" Sicily immediately tasted. "Nake it."


"What son? it's a picture of what it feels like." Mrs Nandita was puffed with taste on her tongue.


Eran who had eaten earlier and also Mr. Amirudin no problem whatsoever. They enjoyed their breakfast.


"But, Mom .. Dad and brother had no problem with the food. Why do you feel like that? it's the same." Sicily shakes.


"You're not good at cooking. Or you two who have an abnormality that makes the food taste good." Ms. Nandita pleaded with her husband and son.


Lah, it's delicious. You're the only one whose tongue has a problem. Not good rice!" said Mr. Amirudin.


Eran nodded as well. Justifying the words of the father.


Sicily was confused on its own. Then offer to Mrs Nandita to make a new one. "Want me to make a new one or what breakfast?"


"No need. I'm not hungry." Mrs Nandita looked pouty.


After eating, Mr. Amirudin went to work and so did Eran. He hurried to leave and waited for his Sicilian wife to go to the boutique.


But Mrs Nandita stared at the Sicilian who had just come down the stairs. "I feel hungry, please make some chicken noodles first? it's still morning!"


Eran turned his head quickly to the mother and the wife alternately. Not a word said, though.


Sicily looked at the clock at 07:00. "OKAY. Well Ms ..."


The Sicilian goes straight to the kitchen by storing the bag and putting on an apron first.


Directly executing the ingredients he had prepared first.


Eran approached the wife who was cooking. "Darling, I'm going first huh? you'll be the same driver, right?"


Sicily pursed her lips for a moment, then nodded slowly. "Yes, be careful!"


"Yes dear." Eran kissed his wife's forehead with affection.


Ms. Nandita approached the Sicilian cooking. The Sicilian immediately poured his noodles into a bowl and two served in the presence of Puan Nandita, not forgetting to sprinkle his fried onions.


"It's ready, ma'am .. I'm leaving." Sicily immediately walked up to the paper bag she had stored with her bag.


"Wait?" why not wash the furniture first? Rika is busy and slovenly you play away when the kitchen is messy with dirty furniture." Miss Nandita is so cynical.


"I'm noon, ma'am .. The children must have been waiting for my arrival because I still have the keys." Sicily stopped her steps while looking at her neat-looking kitchen, just a skillet and sodet as well as dishes.


"Wash first, how would you like to be clean and tidy if you like to leave home duties." Ms. Nandita returned to sniffles while eating Sicilian-made noodles.


"Ck." But no doubt Sicily turned back and washed first.


"Don't leave if I haven't finished eating and washing my marks." Miss Nandita with a pretty loud voice.


"Yes, Mom!" Sicily awaits the mother-in-law who is so counted that it feels melted.


Occasionally Sicily looks at the clockwork that has been shown at 08:00. But the food of Mrs Nandita is still a lot and while busy with her phone.


"Mother, when will you finish eating? if mother like that eats her," the Sicilian looked at Mrs Nandita.


Nandita's mother turned to Sicily. "It's eating me and it's eating my mouth, why bother commenting on me."


Hearing that, Sicily stood up to go to the boutique. But quickly Sicilian hair at the pull of Mrs Nandita.


"Where are you going? I told you not to leave before I finish eating!" nandita's cry on Sicily leaned back with the hair the woman pulled.


"Aw, Mother ... What is this?" holding his hair that is still in the pot by his mother-in-law.


"You were presumptuous and started to refute my orders!" Mrs Nandita kept pulling the hair of the ghost.


"But, ma'am .. I'm it's noon to go to the boutique." Sicily wince.


"I don't care." Mrs Nandita is getting freer because she feels that in the mension it is quiet.


"Bu .. please let go Mom!" Sicily begs.


Then Mrs Nandita let go of her hand, but she threw it firmly down. So that Sicily fell to rest by holding her head that was painful and hot both her eyes were glazed.


"Why the hell, you're always mean to me? is it my fault, Mom? did I hurt you." The voice of Sicily shook withholding her cries.


"You don't have to ask why? because you already know the answer. That I never liked you. I hate you, for you have become the wife of my son!" Mrs Nandita was clear and pointed towards Sicily.


"But Ma'am .. Everything has happened and I've become his wife Brother, she's about anything for free. Because we're husband and wife!" he said Sicily while looking up.


"But I still hate, hate the same you will never lose anything and anyway. My heart will never change if you are never worthy to be my son's wife!" yells at Nandita's mistress.


Unauthorized, Sicily was crying bitterly because it turned out that the more here the mother-in-law remained just like that hating her and being evil ....


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