I'm Not the Dream Son-in-law

The Part 11

"Baby who you brought Rina with you!"

Mama's voice shrieked so high that Rifa who was sleeping in my arms woke up crying from hearing mama's scream.

"Our son Ma, my son and Rina," said Farhan quickly.

"Don't tell me he's har*m's son! Don't embarrass the Farhan family! This is all you do, you must have persuaded Farhan to take the boy!" Screeched mama by accusing me of what happened.

I can't cry, I have to be strong. Otherwise, my mother insulted me even more.

"Ma, this child is innocent and it is not necessarily true that he is the son of har*m. He could be a kidnap victim who hates his parents."

"Obviously you're defending the boy, because you want him right? So quickly pregnant have their own children, do not just take, not necessarily he's a good child, who knows he's evil when he grows up." Mama Leni is stubborn, who is against her then she must be patient when faced with scathing insinuations for people she hates including her own daughter-in-law.

"We're trying Ma, why don't Mama ask the same granddaughter as Mbak Risa and Mbak Septi, why do I always sue mama." Answer Rina lightly.

"You can chimed in on what the in-laws said, just try to be quiet, don't yambung like a cable. Look brother-in-law you never know if I talk they don't chim in on me. Here's how girls say don't know the ethics of manners towards parents." His grunts both his eyes reddened as a result of restraining anger.

"Ma. I've been patient enough to deal with Mama's scathing insinuations, to the point that my ears are burning, I still maintain a good attitude to Mama no matter how Mama is my in-laws I have to respect. Was I wrong to adopt a child? Where is the error? Precisely if we take care of an orphan will bring a field of reward."

"Huh! Know about religion." Mama Leni smashed her lips in annoyance.

"Mom, they just came, tell them to sit down first let them explain everything," Fahmi chimed in.

"But Mama doesn't want the baby here! If you want to please lift your feet from Mama's house." Said mama Leni while throwing her face.

"Ma, agree disagree me and Rina will take care of this child, from this moment Rifa is my son who dares to hurt her then have to deal with me Ma. And. Mama don't worry about me and Lina getting out of Mama's house." With a sweet smile.

Farhan approached Rina and took her into the room to pack up the things they were going to bring.

"Mas, what are you, rough is that Mama?" Ask Rina.

"Once in a while mom has to be called, let it be conscious."

"How is he your mother, whom we should respect and appreciate all that she says."

"But mama is outrageous, innocent babies should be insulted too."

Silent.

"Mas, it's better that I give up, we hand Rifa over to the orphanage, I don't want to be labeled as a son-in-law less aj*r." Said by holding back the cry of Rina already loved the baby there is comfort between the two.

Farhan stared at him full of anger, should Rina fight for the child, do not despair.

Lina who knew the anger of her husband quickly explained everything.

"You don't get angry, I-I said that because there's a reason. I don't want the relationship between you guys to be strained because of Rifa," he said nervous and guilty of wanting to hand Rifa over to the orphanage.

Oeek, oeek. Suddenly Rifa cried for no reason maybe his parents had a disagreement.

"Look! Rifa also cried because she heard you want to hand her over to the orphanage. Rifa is comfortable with us. Quickly pack up all the things we need."

"Yes, Mas, I'm in love with Rifa I don't want to lose Rifa." He looked down with an honest sad look he could not if he had to part with Rifa.

"Then we go where," he added again.

"We contracted a house, coincidentally near Mas's office there was an empty contract. You want to come, right?" Ask Farhan.

Lina just smiled and nodded.

Mama Leni who saw her son and daughter-in-law brought a large suitcase while Rina held Rifa and carried a medium-sized suitcase.

Farhan walked towards where Mama Leni was sitting.

"Ma, I say goodbye" said Farhan, extending his hand to kiss the back of his hand but mama Leni brushed off Farhan's hand.

"Go! That's the door." Dumped my mom without turning her face.

My heart aches and hurts at this time where my husband was kicked out by his birth mother only Mas Farhan and I adopted a baby girl whose terrible fate had to be thrown away in the garden? How fate if me and Mas Farhan did not find it could be he would be a food of wild animals can even be found by people who intend evil.

No empathy for innocent babies? Where the sense of motherhood, there is no, I don't know I don't understand either.

Rifa was crying more and more, Mama didn't like to see me, there was a flash of hatred towards me.

This foot steps closer to mom, let if she does not like it, how should I say good.

"Ma, I say, if Mama wants to play at home will gladly accept the arrival of Mama, our contract near Mas Farhan's office works." He said by taking his hand.

Several times Rina's hand was brushed aside rough, not Rina's name if she could not kiss the back of her hand.

"Drug, Grandma, Rifa said to go home first huh? Grandma's good here." Rina's voice mimicked that of a child

"He's not! My grandson! Catch that!" It means pointing towards his face.

There was no harm in Rina replying with a sincere smile, she had to still respect anyone's parents.

I looked at my husband's face that was sad and also disappointed at the attitude of Mama, why should we be the one demanded to have children while my two in-laws were not in demand strange is not it. Maybe this is a trial for us hopefully can be patient to face the nature of Mama in the future.

There was no answer from mama only Mas Fahmi who answered our greetings.

"Don't bring anything, including the car, it's Mama who bought it!" Excited mama.

Our steps stopped and looked back.

"Well Ma," replied Farhan without any drama like in the soap opera ah, my husband is too resigned, maybe the car was Mama who bought.

Mas Farhan handed over the keys to Fahmi's car.

"This is Mas, the key, keep Mama should not be late to eat not let her ulcer relapse," before going out, Farhan patted his shoulder and reminded himself to always take care of the health of Mama while Fatah mas rarely at home, Fatah often lived with his wife at the home of Risa's parents.

"You careful. Often tell Mas," the two hugged each other.

"Rin. Take care of Mas' nephew" he said with a sincere smile.

"Yes." Yeah."

****

"It's too bad, baby" Mas Farhan patted her cheeks, Rina blinked her eyes, slowly making her eyes.

"Kok, I didn't wake up from earlier Mas," he protested.

"You two slept so well, I couldn't bear to wake her up." A sweet smile was etched beautifully on her lips.

"Yeah, we're in. Rifa let mas are fat." Farhan took over Rifa who was carried by Rina.

"Is there a key?" Tanya Rina was confused tau Farhan had stiffened the contract key.

"Mas, it was in the car had called the owner and Mas also had shopping for our needs as well as Rifa."

"Huh?" Her face gawked at her husband's words.

"The fly enters the mouth."

"Isa. I didn't wake up" she got upset with a manyun.

After the door opened Rina stared at the simple rented room there was room one and the kitchen that was integrated with the living room.

"You like it" asked Farhan with a wry smile.

"Like, really, we can start a new life with our child." A sincere smile was etched on his thin lips.

"It's almost afternoon, we ask the neighbors to bathe in the powder" Farhan proposed.

Rina frowned in wonder.

"Mandi?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Ngapain asked the neighbors for help, I can also, after all in the village I used to bathe her son aunty let alone fat body Rifa."

"Yes, if you can Mas, want to prepare Rifa equipment."

"Emang tau," he sneered.

"That's. Kan, it's the same shop owner." Farhan was twitching his naughty eyes.

"Ih. His naughty eyes are starting to crumble." Rina's Kekeh.

"Father's son, don't be fussy, yeah" Farhan peeked at Rifa's forehead.

Rifa smiled cutely when treated like that, her age might still be biweekly.

With shrewdly Rina bathed her little daughter jokingly her hands tickled the soles of Rifa's feet making Rifa a keenness. "Son mom's ticklish yeah, you're whose son the hell, really pretty." Then Rina took Rifa to the bed where all the equipment had been prepared by Farhan.

"Well, you're a smart dad, Emm, octopus clothes and diapers are all powders and eucalyptus oil." The cerocos.

"Mas, you're very smart to prepare all this, like you've never taken care of a child."

Mas Farhan looked at me with a frown.

"You know, right, there's Google." The answer was quick and smiled widely.

"Oh."

I kept rinsing Rifa's body with telon oil. I look at that tiny baby who would have the heart to throw a baby as beautiful as Rifa or indeed Rifa is destined for me? Hopefully true, if one day there will arrive someone who recognizes Rifa as his son I have to how? Honestly, my heart is very anxious when her parents take Rifa away from me.

"Astaghfiullah! I should be happy if both of Rifa's parents are alive and well, ah as scared as this is me?" I said to myself.