My father-in-law Kang Setur

MKA 37'S

A beautiful Sunday makes a beautiful day. Just today I'm on a working holiday, I'm taking Mas Rayyan and Zavier for a walk. However, do not forget also the morning I berberes house. Even though I work, I still have to take care of the house so that I no longer hear the painful words.

"It's familiar that you're with your son-in-law, yes, Rim." There was a clear sound of Mak Jaka's voice talking about me.

"The money is now a lot, the needs of the house he is responsible for, even electricity is just as much water as he pays."

"You should love her the same time, apparently she's the one who cost everything."

"But I'm still curious, how can a year's work have been this much income? I'm suspicious of him, is Dhira playing with his boss?"

"Satut also you suspect it, let alone the boss of the next door neighbor. It looks kind of pious, but behind us we don't know either, right?"

Astaghfirullah, I think those taper words are long over and I won't hear them again. It was still bad in their eyes. True, people say, if he hates, the slightest kindness will not be priceless anymore.

I wipe away these tears that almost fell, choosing to be indifferent might be better for my sanity. Suddenly Mama Rima knew where I was, she approached me.

"Loh, here you are apparently, son."

"I ___ yes, Ma. Dhira wants to clean the yard," I said while pointing at the broomstick in my hand.

"Let's just mama" while trying to take a broom in my hand.

I refused, I gently clapped Mama Rima's hand, "It's okay, Ma. Just let Dhira, it's done."

I left my mother-in-law, the tightness in my heart still felt clear, I couldn't pretend to be ignorant about it.

Huh, finally finished this job. I remember Zavier still in his nightgown. I haven't washed it yet because I still do the housework. As a surprise to me, once inside the house Zavier had finished bathing and dressed very neatly.

"Well, unfortunately, you're ready?"

Zavier nodded his head making me anxious myself. Suddenly Mas Rayyan appeared from behind, "Who used to dong, Father's son ..."

"You bathed, Mom?"

"Yes, how? cool, right?"

I smiled, "But there's less, Mom."

My husband furrowed his brows, "What is that? baby Zavier's feelings are pretty."

"Dih, handsome mah from birth. Look, the powder hasn't!"

"Where are you going?" Mama Rima approached us.

"To the Mall, Ma. Want to get Zavier to play for a while," I said.

"Home bring souvenirs, yes" winked. It's so sweet that it makes me so happy to see it.

"Yes, Ma."

***

Today I did come home late, my feelings have been very sensitive lately. After my heart calmed down a little, I took my husband home.

"Mas," I called to make Mas Rayyan who was playing a mobile phone near the fountain gasp in shock.

Hurry up Mas Rayyan kept her phone, "Yes, Honey ..."

"We're going home now, yuk! But stop by to buy souvenirs for Mama and Mama Hanum."

Two hours later we reached home, Zavier who happened to have fallen asleep was immediately taken Mas Rayyan to the room. While I brought the food to the family room because I saw everything in the gathering there.

"Assalamu'alaikum, sorry late." Sapaku to all of them.

"Waalaikumsalam" they said.

Mama Rima approached me, "Finally come home too, take what? Mama's hungry."

"Bring Aceh noodles, Ma."

"Waiting you from earlier, Xia also said he was hungry. hm, next time not really late ya go home!"

I furrowed my eyebrows, so why would I go home at night? I guess even if I invite Mas Rayyan not to come home it doesn't matter because I went with my own husband.

"Yes, Dhira said yes, Ma. I'd love to take you to Hanum's mom, too."

"Cock, ___"

Without waiting for the reply from my mother-in-law, I just left. Hearing his chatter was wasting my time, I thought. Because the clock is showing at 9 p.m.