Happy After Parting With You

Chapter 3

This morning I woke up earlier than usual, three o'clock in the morning along with the sound of a crowing chicken. After cleaning my face I stepped into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Check the iso in it before deciding to cook.

I saw there was only the rest of the eggs last night, mustard vegetables and carrots as well as a steeping paste. I breathed a heavy sigh, must shop first, but the intention to wake up early so that the homework quickly settled even canceled. You see, if you have to shop first, you have to wait four in the morning before you can just shop. Because, stalls that sell vegetables do not it start at four in the morning.

Finally I boiled the water to make coffee first, then put the dirty laundry in the washing machine. After that, it swept the entire house. Exactly four o'clock and fifteen minutes I went out to buy vegetables at the stall not far from home.

"Mom, buy chicken sekilo, shrimp a quarter of the same fish cob one, yes" I told Mbak Ita, a vegetable seller while hand choosing the vegetables I want to cook.

"Ready, Sister Rina. Uh, Ma'am, yesterday the mother-in-law took chicken sekilo the same meat sekilo, he said later Mbak Rina who paid."

I stopped my movement to choose vegetables and eggplants because I was surprised to hear the words of Mbak Ita just now.

"Take what, Ma'am? The same chicken?"

As I recall these two ingredients are not in the refrigerator, then run where the ingredients are. What they just ate, it's appropriate after work yesterday dirty laundry piled up in the sink.

"Yes, he said Ms. Rina did not give the mother money to shop, yes these few days?"

"Then, I don't feel sorry for her in-laws. Ms. Rina, although the husband is still unemployed but it is our obligation, right as a wife to help finance. Don't even be allowed to eat, the dzolim is his name, Ma'am."

Suddenly Ms. Jaenab was by my side and joined our conversation. Since when did I neglect eating my husband and in-laws. Want to explain also for free they will certainly not believe.

"How much did mom's groceries yesterday, ma'am, let me pay you all."

I stop buying vegetables and choose to stop shopping, lazy if I have to serve this one ghibah.

"Totally two hundred and fifty thousand, Ma'am."

I immediately took the money out of the wallet and gave it to Ma'am Ita, after which I quickly brought the groceries and went home.

Along the way I was constantly thinking, why did my mother-in-law have to owe at the stall, even vilifying myself as if I was a stingy daughter-in-law. Every thing my mother wants me to do.

I reached home with a face cobbled, as I passed through the room I heard prickly shoes from inside my room.

"In the meantime, Mom, Ilham hasn't found out where Rani hid the house's letter."

I heard Mas Ilham's voice talking about the house letter, and when I tried to peek it was seen Mas Ilham took out all the clothes in the closet.

"Find the hell out, hunt your wife home."

Mother was also seen helping Mas Ilham take out clothes, while her hands reached out like looking for something. They didn't seem to realize that I was peeking out from behind the door. I slid back to the front door I hadn't closed since, and pretended to close the door.

I saw my mother coming out of my room in a hurry.

"Eh, Rani you just got home from shopping?"

The sound of my mother shaking, maybe surprised to hear me suddenly coming home.

"Yes, Mom. How did you get out of Rani's room? What's up?"

"Oh, i-it was that I wanted to wake up Inspiration because, because the stove in the kitchen can not be on, yes it."

"Teruss, the Inspiration is up, Mom."

I intended to see Mas Ilham in the room, but my hands were blocked by my mother.

"Don't go in, Anu, it just don't bother Ilham. Maybe now the stove can already be on. Come on, let's see."

Mom dragged me to follow her into the kitchen, I knew she was doing this so I wouldn't know that my closet was in such a mess because of them.

When in the kitchen mom immediately turned the stove knob and the result was the stove was immediately lit.

"Oah, I'm now able to flame, yes. Is that why?"

I know this is just mom's excuse, because there's no problem with this stove at all.

"What's up, anyway?"

I saw Mas Ilham coming out while rubbing his eyes, I could see that he was pretending to have just woken up.

"This, you know Ham was mom wanted to cook the stove water is not on fire. Mom is building you but not waking up even though mom is rocking the same tickle your waist. It turns out that now the stove can already be on."

"Oh, what's wrong, kirain has gone rame early in the morning. Yeah, Ran, make me coffee.'

Mas Ilham then looks towards the front room, I immediately made him coffee. Though inwardly wondering what they are trying to hide. And why they should look for this house letter. They may not want to sell it.

"Here, Ran, you're shopping to help me cook."

Mom was seen opening the grocery crackle that I had brought and pulled out the contents.

"We make chicken soy sauce, yes, Ran."

Mother then put the chicken I bought earlier into the basin container, after which wash it. Surprisingly, for a few months living here just today I want to help me cook.

I let it go, mumpung mU again mU help. Pretty, right, saves my energy.

"If that's how Rani took a bath, yes, Mom.

"Yes, you take a bath so that today's mom cooks."

Strangely, I was getting suspicious. So fast the changes that occur in the nature of the mother. Boro-boro cook, I haven't finished my homework but mom always nags when she's leaving for work.

I went to my room, there were no clothes on the bed. When I opened the closet, the condition was arranged again even though it was not neat. And it shows that ibi deliberately prevented me from entering so that Mas Ilham could make clothes.

Fortunately, the late Papa once made me a secret place to store important files and valuables. It's at the bottom of my bed, there's a square room. To open it there is a button covered in wood, located behind my bed. To reach this button I just need to reach my hand under the bed and press a little wood cover.

Where the button is located only me and the deceased papa who know. Knowing the incident of Mas Ilham who ransacked the wardrobe just to find the letter of this house, makes me grateful father made a secret place for me. Because, even if they search to the point of turning, they will not be able to find it.

Even so I have to be vigilant, it is not impossible that someday they will find this secret place. For that I must quickly secure the letters and valuables that I keep there. I have to move it somewhere.