My father-in-law Kang Setur

MKA 35'S

"Eh, Mama ..."

"The name's the same as you, where have you been?"

"Oh that, Ma .. ran out of Hanum's house without Zavier playing."

"You want to lie to Mama? you don't think Mama knew you were carrying black plastic?"

"Dhira, bring gifts for Hanum!"

"What do you love? if you want the neighbor's love to be fair, don't just Hanum. Mak Jaka next door too, do you love me?"

"Dhira thought the ration Mak Jaka had Mama get."

"You didn't say, ck. So there is no ration for Mak Jaka? shame on Mama with her."

"What's yesterday up, Ma?"

"Yes, yesterday 'your brother-in-law took it too."

After saying that Mama Rima left just like that, I furrowed my brows at the scene just now. Though Mak Jaka is his kental friend, but why did he forget to take his souvenir rations for his best friend? and now I have to think about what I'll give to Mak Jaka, my God!

***

In the afternoon, as usual, I swept the yard. I saw Mama Rima talking to Mak Jaka at Mak Jaka's house. I could still faintly hear the conversation because the distance of our house was only blocked by the wall.

"Oh yes, Mak Rayyan .. yesterday Rayyan came home from her home-in-law what did she bring?"

"Hm, about that .. sorry yes, Mak jaka. I told you my daughter-in-law to love you, uh she forgot. I'm really embarrassed now!"

"Ck, your son-in-law is not smart to socialize, right? if he dies, will he bury himself?"

"Eitherway! I'm tired of remembering it too. To get out of the house he was lazy, especially when it came to neighbors! cut me off if he wants to."

"Eh but he's friends with our new neighbor!"

"That's how my son-in-law is, he's been friends so picky that up until now he has no friends here. Hanum is his only friend!"

Athaghfirullah! I want to feel like I've torn the mouth of Mak Jaka who has made my in-laws eat his talk. I deliberately approached them while chortling, "Ma! Jeez, Mama's here apparently ..."

"What's wrong?"

"Zavier nyariin Mama .." This time I lied, but my baby did not look for him.

"Eh, Dhira! so the mother must be smart to take care of the child. His son's time was closer to his grandmother than his mother's," ledek Mak Jaka.

"If the child is looking for his grandmother, it does not mean that his mother is not care for him. Sorry, Mak Jaka. Dhira thinks what Dhira is doing is not Mom's business, so I also don't need to know how Dhira and family." With the sound of it I said that, it seems like I've been ignited emotions at the moment.

"Dhiro!" moor Mama Rima.

Regret is the thing I feel right now, for what I serve them when I already know what the character is like. Holy hooch!

My determination was unanimous, I wanted to just work so I could buy the mouths of those who thought I was weak. I'm silent does not mean I lose, but it turns out that giving up is not enough to face them.

***

In the afternoon Mas Rayyan came home, I prepared his change of clothes and let him play with Zavier first. It just so happens that the house is currently quiet because Mama Rima and Papa Sam are picking up Felixia from her friend's house.

"Maos ..."

"Hm, what's up, honey?"

"Dhira wants to work!"

"How many times have you said, why does it work?"

"But Mas also never felt how humiliated in-laws and his own neighbors, right? tired Mas! every day should hear a no-no talk, Dhira's patience also has its limits."

"Okay, you work! how about Zavier? you want to leave Zavier with mama, do you?"

"No, Mas. Dhira was going to put Zavier into play class, which happened to be until the afternoon. Can you, Mas? dhira's salary is also quite good later, can help Mas collect money to buy a house."

Rayyan was silent, she looked at me with pity. Seen from his face that was never willing to see me work, immediately his hand stroked my cheek while wiping the tears that had been dripping since. I'm really not strong if I have to be home right now.

"Yes, you can work."

'Tests!

My tears were flowing again, but this was a happy cry. Rayyan really heard my heart now.

'Grep!

"Thank you, Mum."

"Together, my dear."

'Prok 'em! 'Prok 'em!

It appears that Zavier is clapping at our romanticism, making me and Mas Rayyan ashamed now.

"Look, our Zavier is a smart kid!" mas Rayyan said as he looked at Zavier.

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SORRY, BECAUSE THE REAL WORLD IS VERY BUSY WITH THE AUTHOR BEING FORCED TO FINISH FIRST. EARLY IN THE YEAR THE AUTHOR WILL RETURN. SEE YOU'S!