Forced to endure

Chapter 4

The mood was silent again.

Whaties??? Is cheating normal??? Just the truth!!!

"You should be grateful that Adji still wants to be with you ... "

"We're home yuk, it's night." Mas Adji cut off his mother's sentence.

I didn't realize he was standing in front of me. It seems Mas Adji knows, there is another quarrel waiting at home if I am not immediately taken out of his mother's house.

Hearing Mas Adji's invitation, I immediately stood up. Indeed, since then I have not been able to stand it and want to get out of this house immediately. I was about to step on my foot, but then Keisha pulled my hand and pointed at the box of snacks on the table.

"Ma, Keisha wants that" she whispered to me.

"Take Kei" said his father, who apparently heard Keisha's whisper.

Keisha looked at me for approval. I nodded, allowing her to take the food Keisha meant. With a face of sumringah Keisha walked over to the box and took out a few packets of snacks inside.

"Not much! That's Vino's snack!" hardik.

Keisha looked timid after hearing her grandmother rebuke her. He looked at me with a worried look between so taking the food or not.

I who had already been hurt immediately approached Keisha and snatched all the snacks from her hands. Then I return everything Keisha has taken back to where it belongs.

How mixed my feelings are. It's just snacks, children's snacks that don't cost a thousand silvers. What's wrong if Keisha takes a few packs?! Isn't Keisha also her grandson?!

Keisha just kept quiet to see me put the food back in the box. Even though he hadn't even turned six, he already quite understood what was going on. He also knew that Papa's symbol was not so friendly to him and also to his mother.

I wonder why Mas Adji just kept quiet we were treated like this. He just saw what I did. He did not dare to prevent me but he also did not reprimand his mother.

"Later we buy ya Kei ... We bought a lot for all of Keisha. Now we go home."

I took Keisha by the hand and left my in-laws' house without saying goodbye. I don't care to be labeled as a bad son-in-law, a son-in-law who doesn't know himself, a son-in-law who doesn't know manners, or whatever I don't care. My father-in-law didn't like me from the beginning.

"I'll go home first, ma'am ..."

Mas Adji's voice said goodbye to his mother. Me and Keisha were waiting outside. I heard my in-laws nagging at my attitude earlier, but I didn't care.

We were all quiet on our way home. Mas Adji also did not dare to speak. He knew his mother had never treated me well. But this time he realized that taking me to his mother's house was a big mistake.

At home, Keisha went straight into her room and fell asleep. It seemed like he had been holding back his sleepiness since the trip home earlier. Seeing keisha asleep I immediately approached Mas Adji. There's something we need to finish.

"Have you been satisfied? After yesterday Mas Arya, now your mother?! You happy now? You did deliberately make me look bad in your family's eyes or how the hell?!"

"I didn't mean it that way. I just want to visit my mom with you. We haven't been to mom's house together in a long time. I don't mean it, don't take heart."

"What's not really? Your mother won't even look at me! He won't even say hello to Keisha!" i'm fiery.

"And about food? Does your mother deserve to be like that to Keisha? Why did you just shut up to see your mother being so unfair? I don't accept it! Your mother may not like me, but is it Keisha's fault that she ignored it too?! Is this Keisha not considered his granddaughter?!"

"It's just Win's food, don't exaggerate. I can buy it."

"If your mother still doesn't like me then why won't she let us get divorced? Isn't he the one who said that I lost myself if I got divorced with you?!"

"Have Win, do not discuss this again," replied Mas Adji lazily. He stood up and headed for the room.

"Don't dodge Mas, let's solve our problems first!" I was impatient.

"What problem Win? If it's about mom, then I'm sorry for your attitude and words. I know you've gone too far."

"I want a divorce! I want to part with you! I can't stand you nor your mother!!!"

"There will be no divorce!" answer Mas Adji firmly.

"As for mom, you already memorized how she is. And yesterday's problem, you just misunderstood. I assume our problem is over and don't talk about it anymore." Mas Adji stepped up leaving me with a million words that I still wanted to express to him.

"Mas! I'm not done talking! Don't just leave!!!" I shouted, but Mas Adji ignored him.

I sat by myself thinking about my in-laws words. Is it true that my husband is dating that plus-plus masseuse because of my current appearance?

I ran into Keisha's room. I stood facing the mirror in Keisha's closet. I looked at myself in front of the mirror. Nothing has changed from my face. I still look beautiful as before. Then I turned around, looking at my body from left and right, front and back.

After giving birth to Keisha, my body swelled up. My clothes, which used to be S-sized, are now XXL. All this time I felt confident and fine even though my body size was above average. That's because Mas Adji never took issue with it. Even he said that he preferred my current body over my slim body.

And it made me feel so much more comfortable with my condition that I had no intention of returning my body to its original size. I feel lucky because Mas Adji accepted me for who I was. Every time I complained that my clothes were constricted because of my weight gain, Mas Adji instantly gave me money. He told me to buy new clothes instead of telling me to lose weight.

But my in-laws' words made me think again, like waking me up from a dream. Just this time I felt a sense of insecurity over my appearance. Is it true that Mas Adji doesn't mind my appearance right now? Or are his words just a sweet prank so I don't suspect what he's doing behind my back.

All this time Mas Adji did not demand that I have to be like this or so. It's all up to me. We can order food or eat out if I don't want to cook. I can also send dirty clothes to the laundry if I am lazy to wash. He even let me pay people to clean the house, if I'm tired or not feeling well. It doesn't matter to Mas Adji.

I looked back at my reflection in the mirror. I held my stomach which looked like I was four months pregnant. Not to mention my arms and thighs that were three times the size they used to be.

If you don't mind this, then why would you date that bitch?!