
Adji POVs
For a while I stayed at my mother's house, at least until my status and Vinda were clear. I undo my intention to hitchhike at Mas Arya's house because it's not good with my wife.
Now it's hard to see him. I also can't meet Keisha then how can I use her to get Winda to change his decision? How can I talk to him if I don't meet him?
Several times to the house but he is not there or is somehow hiding inside. The art that I used to hire was also unwilling to open the door when I came. Even when I reasoned to take my things left behind, he still did not want to open the door. It seems I have chosen ART wrong, I hired him but he was more loyal to Vinda.
"Mom's going to Winda's house. I want to talk to her."
I saw that mom was getting ready to see Winda
"No need to ma'am ... I don't need to talk to Winda anymore. Let me just." I forbid mom to do it. Given what kind of relationship mom and Winda are, I think this mother's effort will make things worse.
"Bus ... I said no need. Winda won't change his decision even if mom pleads with him. Only the right people can do it, and that's Keisha."
"But mother will still meet Vinda. She may not want to see you but she's definitely going to see you."
"Even if he keeps divorcing you, I will ask for the property that is rightfully yours. He can't kick you out without something like this. You are also Adji, time expelled without anything silent?!"
"What is this mother talking about?!! Don't make matters more complicated!"
"Here you go, you shut up." Mom passed by without me stopping again.
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Sinda
After I got home from the hospital, I was home. All the work at the kiosk I gave to Shanti. I also asked him to find one more employee to help him. Once I fully recover I will take care of everything.
Mas Adji was still trying to meet me but I kept dodging. I don't want to see her again for whatever reason, at least until we're officially divorced.
But not meeting Mas Adji doesn't mean my life is quiet.
"Are you unable to forgive Adji? Please give him one more chance."
My in-laws come all these nights to talk to me. Actually I was lazy, surely he was just talking about that.
"Sorry Mom ... I stick to my original decision. I'll take care of it soon."
"Do you have no pity on your child? Then what is the child still in your stomach? She will not know her father."
I just kept quiet. Between being lazy to answer or because what my in-laws say is true. The more I get here the more scared I am to tell Keisha. Especially now that he was very close to his father. Every time he asked I just answered that his dad was out of town.
"Adji was wrong, I admit it. I apologize on behalf of Adji. I beg you to forgive her."
I was a little surprised to hear my in-laws' words. For the first time she's said something that makes sense, like admitting her son's fault because I'm usually the one to blame.
"Keisha is Adji's son, my grandson. So is the fetus still in your stomach."
Ah ... What is this bullshit? Since when did she consider Keisha her grandson?!! Is my father-in-law really conscious?
I'm still quiet. I don't feel weird about my in-laws being lenient to me after I've often let her pick up new clothes at my stall. That's how he is.
"Yes, if your decision can no longer be changed. I just want if later you split your relationship remains good, do not need to be colored by commotion. Gono-gini treasures are also divided fairly so that they are equally tasty and no harm."
"Yes a treasure that must be shared after you split later. The treasure you have must be divided equally."
Treasure??? Divided equally??? What does Mas Adji have???
"What treasure do you mean?"
"Yes ... Home, car, motorbike and kiosk. It all has to be shared equally."
I want to laugh at these words of my in-laws. It seems he doesn't know his son's position here.
"Whose house is Mom?"
"The house you're occupying. It was built together, you're the same Adji. So he has rights to the house, too."
"Oh ... Aye right. The house he built on my parents' land and his property in my name. About the construction of the house, I asked the same Mas Adji. He used to spend how much money to build the house, later I change the money," I replied lightly.
My in-laws' eyes immediately sparkled at my answer.
"If the car and the motorcycle were entirely mine. I bought it with my own money. The result of my hard work."
"It can't be dong Win, everything has to be split in two. You can be like this right now because Adji works. He fussed over you so your money could be collected and could buy it all." The look on my in-laws face changed immediately. His tone also changed.
"Did you forget that Mas Adji didn't work for months because of illness? Where did we eat from then? Mas Adji's sick where's the cost of his treatment?"
"That's a different story. When it comes to financing the sick, are you also financed by Adji when giving birth in the hospital? You haven't worked your life for years, Adji, have you?"
I don't think through my in-laws' way of thinking. I took a deep breath to maintain my sanity because I felt like I was talking to a madman.
Quiet Win ... Do not let stress later can contract again .. calm down ...
"So how'd she want?"
"It's a house divided in two, cars, motorcycles and everything you have now has to be divided equally. If you say when Adji is sick he doesn't treat you as if it were a change as long as you're only at the house taking care of the child!" answer my in-laws sewot.
"It is clear what you have now belongs to both and must be shared equally!"
I can't say anything more about my father-in-law. Really anxious I made it.
"So Mom, I'm gonna take something."
I went to my room. I remember keeping notes and receipts from hospitals and therapy clinics during Mas Adji's treatment. At that time I was just a fad to keep it as a reminder as well as an encouragement so that I did not give up on my situation. But it seems that the papers are useful now.
I went back to my in-laws with a pile of paper that I had folded.
"This is a note and receipt of Mas Adji's medical expenses during his illness. Please later mom and Mas Adji count themselves at home."
I gave the papers to my in-laws. He doesn't seem to understand what I mean.
"If you want everything I have now to be halved, then I also ask that the money I have used for Mas Adji's treatment be returned."
You have to think like crazy to deal with people who are not sane.