Humiliation Neighbor Julid

getting sassy

Flashback off

While at the hangout we talked for a while with brother serli, then we went home.

Once at home we saw them huddling again on the porch of the host's house.

"There's a deck you follow to gather with that person" asked my husband

"Ahh tired of bang, I want to rest"

"When we eat outside, you're tired. Tired of doing" my husband grumbled again

I turned the ball lazily, because it was lazy to explain to my husband, many times I have said when I was in a crowd where my energy quickly ran out and the medicine was just sleeping.

Then I laid my son on the bed because on the way he was asleep.

Skating briefly on social media, the sound of notifications from social media with the letter F logo is blue. I clicked it turns out that my neighbor Nowel's mom who lives in house no 20 asked for friendship with me.

I stalked her for a while, I saw her often post-post even when inside the house she often broadcast live.

"Hadeuhhh turned out to be a mother-emak alay also ni" I said in my heart as I laughed to myself.

Not immediately I confirm, lazy it feels, Let alone hehehehe

The next day when I was about to shop at the stall, I saw Mama the Nowel was watering flowers in front of her house, a little I was smiling as a sign of hospitality.

After returning from the stall he discussed the friendship on social media, I immediately let it be finished quickly.

The longer I stay here makes me immune to their behavior and habits.

I recently found out that the host had three children, his first daughter was named Putri, his second child was named son, and his third child was named Ima.

Her son is already big and has been working.

Even her third child was the same age as me.

But none of her children were married.

Which makes me wonder, his children are indeed a hobby of gossiping and huddling with mothers even though they are still girls.

Then today I brought my son to play outside the house, I saw they were also gathering as usual.

I just sat with them and watched my son play with them.

I just heard them talking without going into their conversation. I heard that they were talking about Nowel's mother who was not gathering with them at the time.

I even heard them talking about the host when the host was working.

A little info, that even though he was in his 40s the host was still working, even though his children were all also working.

That's why since I saw them talking to each other, they've been talking to each other, I began to think that those who have been compact still like to talk about their friends other money let alone me who rarely gather with them.

I was getting too lazy to just sit with them.

We have lived here for about three months, I saw the mango tree which was still flowering now the fruit is big.

When it was 7 in the morning I heard a noise on the roof of our rented, because I was curious to see outside, it turns out they have been gathered under a mango tree that is inside my rented fence.

They harvested the mangoes, when they saw me come out mama the Nowel immediately greeted me "ehh mama gabriel, we took the mangoes yes because my brother-in-law again craved the young mango" he said.

Actually I'm upset, because even though I only contract here but this mango tree is still my right.

At least they before taking yes permission first dong, do not play the harvest yourself.

"But yes, his name is also neighborly" I said in my heart.

Then I went back home. Continuing my activities as a housewife.

2 Weeks passed by so quickly.

I also sometimes still want to join them even if just sitting.

Because I just don't want to have anything else to say about myself.

As usual, they often take mango without permission first from me.

I saw them plowing down the roadside while rolling out the carpet.

It's like my father's path.

Mango fruit is indeed very much, because the tree is also quite large.

And often there are mangoes that have matured and then fell onto the terrace of my house, they must have run first to take the mango.

Even to be honest it's been almost four months I've lived here I've never tasted this mango.

I also began to get a little upset, "bang kayaknya on a lot of ripe mangoes, you climb gih. I want to eat mangoes again" I said while whining to my husband.

Then my husband started to climb up, hefty also his ripe fruit can one big enough plastic.

Then I share with my neighbors near my house 4 pieces.

The days are so fast passing, not infrequently they talk about me or more precisely insinuate me, because I rarely join in gathering with them.

I go out more often with my girl friends and often my friends who come to my house and cook at my house.

Once upon a time, I was sitting in two with Ertos' mom.

Quite a lot of things we talked about, it's more precise that he told me and I was just a good listener.

Many things she talked about, one of her that has been almost a year not communicating with her mother in the village.

Though only because of the problem of his mother asking for money but he could not give money then his mother inhabited him and he also inhabited his mother in the village.

"I don't think I'm with my mama, just because of the money problem he inhabited me" There is clearly a frustration on the face of the mama Ertos.

"Maybe his mother brother is not inhabited but more to be disappointed anyway let alone like the story of the brother earlier if the mother brother had lived alone, the father of his brother had long died. Because the loneliness factor may also be the sister's mother" said I a little defending her mother.

It was actually just a code from me, a code for him to stop talking about his mama to other people let alone someone new to his know like me.

But like her she didn't want to stop talking about her mama's mistakes, even more things she said to me.

"If your mama's duitan eyes aren't like mine?" Ask mama Ertos.

"Hmm yeah like everyone's eyes duitan deh brother "say me while laughing. " But my mom hasn't asked for any more money since I got married, even since the Corona pandemic my mom has helped us a lot in our finances. Even my 3 million mama's money has been sent to help our economy brother" continued me again.

"Oh yeah? So good your mama yaa" praise mama the Ertos

"Yes my sister even said if I don't have money to change my mother's money, surely my mother did not have to think about it later if there is new money back, for sure, the important thing is that my grandson fulfilled his needs" I said .

The longer the conversation, the more the ugliness of his mama told me.

I can't do anything else but hear the story.

Because according to me, as with any parent's fault, we must not hate them let alone to the point of impregnating parents to others.

Not only that, but we also talked about our experiences during pregnancy and childbirth. She also recounted her in-laws' traits while caring for her during childbirth.

"My two were stingy for mercy" she said a little whisper because she was afraid maybe heard her husband happened to be her husband at home maybe on a work holiday.

I'm holding back from rolling lazy eyeballs "oh yaa sis? How's peeling anyway? If my in-laws are really good even though they are a little chatty but chatty for the sake of good. For example, if I forget to wear socks or forget to wear a corset when I just gave birth, or when I helped her sweep the house, my in-laws say something about me" I said with a laugh imagining the time I was at my mother-in-law's side.

"it's good of you, Gabriel, where I am in the care. At most only my child who is in a cradle" he said but still with a voice that whispered a little "my second if you see there is a lot of food at home he must be nagging "it's a pity that you buy a lot of gini food, mengingan his money in the tube" while mimicking the style of his in-laws nagging

I laughed to see his Julid expression "when my in-laws if out the streets right home for sure he brought food in packs for me at home loh kak" said I continue to boast of my in-laws who are indeed good at the original.

"Even my in-laws who wash our clothes, housewears, iron, cook, even take care of my child so I can take a nap" I added, smiling, remembering the kindness of my in-laws.

"Fortunately for you, Gabriel, I envy your life. Your good mother-in-law is also good, lucky to be you" said the mother of Ertos

I laughed "hehehehe don't have to envy brother, everyone will have their own sustenance. Good in-laws are sustenance from God, health is also sustenance from God. Even though you cannot get good in-laws at least you are still given health sustenance from God" I said so that he was not discouraged.

But even if my in-laws are not good, I certainly will not talk about the ugliness of my in-laws to people.

Because the bad in-laws are the disgrace of the daughter-in-law, and so behind them the bad son-in-law is the disgrace of the in-laws.

Really not the friends?

Oh yeah there's one more thing he told me, but he told me to keep this to people.

Since I promised Ertos' mama, then you should also promise me not to let you tell anyone ??? Especially if this news does not reach the ears of the mother of Ertos hehehe... He will be able to run amok to me.

Don't laugh at you guys, here I whisper let not many hear.

Mama the Ertos stories that her husband's real name was in KTP,KK, and her diploma was TERNODA .

Hahaha enough of my readers who know this... I love you guys muachhh hehehe