My father-in-law Kang Setur

MKA 22'S

This cannot be allowed, Mas Rayyan's voice is getting higher. Neighbors will hear this commotion if allowed to continue. I finally came out to see the incident.

"Mas!" Call me.

"Well, here it is. It's just a row! If not sincere do not need to be ordered, Dhir. We still have money to eat!" Ketus Mama Rima's.

I furrowed my eyebrows, I don't know what the problem was, but I'm like the main character here. "Mas, what's wrong?" I asked my husband and ignored Mama Rima's words.

"Why are you silent when you are not given rations to eat what you ordered, Dhira?"

'Deg!

I looked at my husband, his eyes perfectly rounded. It seems like he is currently so angry, either at me or at my mother-in-law. I was at a loss to answer what, telling everything was also a big mistake because it would lead to a war between mother and son, where dare I do that.

"Dhira ... Answer!"

"Hm ... Dhira ain't pa-pa, Mas. Mama's right, Dhira should be irit. It's also all Dhira's fault for not having time to cook before leaving."

"Dhira ... Phira ... Don't be so good in front of Mama. Though you're in the back to talk about Mama, aren't you?"

"No, Ma. There's nothing!"

"No need to lie, you holy-ass!"

"Ma!" Reprimanded Mas Rayyan with a high voice, I was surprised to hear it.

"Look at you now, Ray! Are you the Rayyan Mama knows? Have you dared to be the same high tone Mama? Did your wife teach you? Da? Indeed yes today, a working wife is more polite than a wife who is at home. He's a scholar!" Ketus Mama Rima with a sly smile.

Someone's breaking the table makes Mama quiet. Ck, it's worth Mama Rima silence, it turns out Papa Sam' is the one who did that. "Shut up! Stop everyone! Rima, you eat there." Tell Papa Sam. Then he saw me, "Dan Dhira, you ___"

"Thira to the room, Pa. Poor Zavier at staying alone." Cut me.

"Self is good!" Mama Rima's voice mocked me.

I don't tell her anymore, just let Mama Rima get angry. I set foot to get out of there, the sooner the better I thought. Suddenly Mas Rayyan held my hand, "You're here, you're eating."

"Ta __but ..."

"You don't accept the objection!" Mas Rayyan.

A couple of weeks, that's what we're doing right now. Rayyan bribed me, it's so sweet. We haven't been like this for a long time. Moreover, we never dated, I only felt drunk love when I was married. Mama Rima doesn't hate me like this either. But when she found out that I wasn't working and that I was pregnant, she changed drastically to treat me. It did not take long to finish this meal, because the portions are very small to be shared. I looked at Mas Rayyan while gesturing to add rice, Mas Rayyan shook his head instead.

"Alhamdulillah, full." Mas Rayyan said.

"Are you sure you're full, Ray? A little portion is enough mana! Moreover, the meal is helped by your wife."

"Alhamdulillah, Mother. Rayyan was full, let alone eating with his wife. Very nice, Ma!" While looking at me lovingly, I can see that.

Mama Rima shook her head instead, "Dhira ... Phira ... Her husband needs enough food uh even reduced."

Allahuakbar, being blamed by the in-laws is a daily meal for me. But why does it still feel so sick?