I'm Not the Dream Son-in-law

The Part 35

We will all go to the house of mama because Mbak Septi will hold a four-monthly thanksgiving, do not feel the pregnancy Mbak Septi has entered four months. I refused Farhan's invitation, but Farhan was still insistent on me to come along.

Actually I was lazy to the house of mama must be end-to-end my heart will be hurt by direct speech and innuendo. To appreciate the invitation of the husband would not want me to go along and especially prepare the mental born mind.

"Horay! Riri wants to go to Oma's house and meet Aunt Septi and om Fahmi, " said Rifa chattering cheerfully.

"Riri happy?" Ask me Farhan.

The beautiful girl who wears a gray robe smiles happily because she will meet Omanya, understandably has been two weeks Rifa did not meet mama, since the incident mama was not eager to go anywhere she said anyway, take care of the house, hadeh? House guarded is not possible dong, maling want to move house. Mama is just there.

"Mom! Scribbles! Riri kangen weighs as much as Oma!" He shouted who was sitting in the back seat.

This kid if he wants to go to his Oma's house must be quick.

"Yes, son, I want the keys to the house first" I replied half-screaming.

"It has. Yuk, go." Take me to the farhan mas he nodded and drove his car at medium speed.

Because my house and my mom's not too far away so we got to my mom's house, the guests were already crowded, the family of Mbak Septi already had everything including Darwin's om and Bu Sopia they were also there, too, it must have been Risa's mother who invited him too.

"Mom, don't you come down?" Rifa surprised me who daydreamed to hesitate to enter, especially there were already people who always sneered at my shortcomings.

Mas Farhan opened the car door and clasped my hand tightly.

Mas Farhan smiled. I also get out of the car with my legs shaking when this is not my first, I often get tekpot from the family Mbak Risa, he said, Ma'am Septi was even my own in-laws but this time my heart was really heavy like this leg tied with a chain that weighed tons and tons.

"For so long ma'am, come on in!" Rifa shook my hand. This child is not very impatient, do not know that his mother is groggy like to be proposed boyfriend only. The cold sweat drenching my forehead was no longer cold hot but my body was also cold like snowy ice.

With gontai I entered the house Rifa already entered.

"Geez!" Shouted Rifa by stretching out both hands asking in a carrying.

Mama who was busy chatting with socialite mothers turned her head and looked cynically at Rifa.

"Before a while," mama Leni said goodbye to her social gang, they nodded

"Where is your father," he asked without hugging my daughter's body.

"That's Oma," pointed at her with a sweet smile.

Mama left Rifa who was still in her place, not nothing mama has shown her dislike to Rifa, but, he pretended to be good if he wanted to, but now when mama gathered with his two made as if he did not want to be close to Rifa anymore.

Mama pulled Mas Farhan to go somewhere. I who stood beside Farhan was not on his lap, my heart ached.

If my heart is hurting it's okay just don't ignore Rifa she's still a child yet to know anything, right now I want to bring Rifa home if it's not the same as Farhan mas not considered a son-in-law is okay I can hold it but the problem of this child's heart is sick, sick. Tonight I know his true nature as if I don't need him anymore.

"Rifa darling, instead of standing there," asked Fahmi by gently stroking his cheek.

Rifa closed her lips by shaking her head.

Fahmi is now staring at me.

"You guys, far away we join them," pointed Fahmi towards the big family while joking.

I just nodded and smiled and walked towards the place where they were gathered.

I looked at Rifa's sad face there was no joy on her face, usually she would chatter cheerfully about what she said but today Rifa was a lot silent, offered to eat cake and toys she would refuse. Both Fahmi and Farhan were astonished to see the change in his attitude.

Start deh.

The social gang mama kasak kusuk glanced at each other towards me, began to be uncomfortable with the situation and conditions like this.

"Jeng Leni, this is Farhan's beautiful son huh, how, not like Farhan? Especially her mother."

Mama smiled blandly then switched the conversation by offering food available at the table.

"Jeng Ambar, at first eat the cake in the tasters."

She walked to a large table filled with food.

"Eh, there's the pretty one, here's Auntie," drunk Septi waved his hand and smiled widely.

"Tante, when was his grandpa born," asked Rifa with her hands stroking her growing belly.

"Jeng Leni, congratulations yes, already want to have another grandchild, this third grandson huh?" Ask a woman who looks fashionable.

"My second grandson jeng, Fatah's first child the second Fahmi's son."

Jamb. Like a dagger stuck in his heart the pain will never heal to death. Mama's words were cruel and hurtful, and Rifa's face was glum again after what she had heard, not recognized as her grandson.

"Mother!" Rifa ran towards me while crying.

I smiled as if I hadn't heard my mother say to her friend.

"Mother's son why cry? It's not nice to see Auntie with Oma."

"Back home!" He hugged me.

I rubbed his back I felt what Rifa was feeling. Even children know when ignored by their grandmother.

"In a moment, I haven't looked at it, either" I persuaded.

He shook fast.

"Riri doesn't want to be here, wants to go home!"

I hugged her tiny body I pecked her forehead repeatedly, trying to calm her down. Rifa continued to rebel, but Farhan anywhere from the first to come until now not seen.

Because Rifa revolted I carried her to be quiet, Rifa cried without a sound.

"Mother, Rifa isn't mom's son to me?" His question made both corners of my eyes condense, O God I have to answer what, my chest tightness limp body is unable to support my body weight.

"Who says son, you are mother and father's son forever" I replied in a stammering voice.

"You are not the son of Farhan and Rina's father, you are the son of har*m, the son of the levy! The one on the street." Timpal Bu Sopia Risa's mother.

What kind of parents dare to hurt the feelings of a toddler with inappropriate speech he made.

"Enough Bu Sopia. Don't you deserve to talk to my son like that?" My screams made everyone stare at us.

I can still be silent, why can Miss Sopia say that, if not the old man I have claws on his face, I still remember sin. I repeatedly say Istighfar the key to dampening emotions.

"God! How dare you say rude to my mama huh!" Risa's sister stuck me in the back until I took two steps back.

"I wouldn't say rude if your mama didn't insult my son. Whoever it is would not accept if his son is said like that, even if Rifa was not born from my womb what should be in the maki maki insulted! Suppose Rifa could choose she also did not want to be born as a wasted child! And one more thing, was I wrong to adopt Rifa as a child? Fatah is leaving you, heart-wrenching women ibl*s!" I screamed not withstanding all the insults from them.

"Sett*n! You're Rina!" Take a step forward and.

Srekks.

Risa's sister pulled my veil until my long hair slipped out of her bindings. Fortunately, the Rifa I was still carrying did not fall to the floor.

Everyone looked at us like a free spectacle worth watching.

I couldn't take it, I put Rifa down to stay away, I pulled out a sharpshoot, I pulled her hand and I twisted her back until she complained of pain.

"Elo, why am I set*n, elo barn set*n! Demit's mother. This feels," I clawed his face to leave a reddened scratch.

Bugh.

My back was hit from behind, I turned my head back, it turned out that Darwin hit me so hard that I had trouble breathing.

"How dare you speak like that. Poor poor village boy barren again! It's not appropriate for Farhan to get out of here." Om darwin slapped my right cheek.

Why is everyone just silent watching the injured person in plain sight but no one is hurting.

Risa's mother smiled at her petty smile.

Darwin's big hand flew into the air wanting to slap me again but suddenly a hand held his hand that swung towards my face.

"Stop Om, never hurt my wife's child!"