
It seems like the time is getting late, I have to prepare clothes and other necessities to stay. Before that, pray zuhur first. Ren became a priest.
When I finished I walked into the room. “Ren, I'm ready first huh?”
“Hemm.”
I left Ren on the couch in the tv room, he's holding his phone. Safina hasn't woken up yet. Still like a sleeping baby with nothing to think about. Being a kid is fun. The world is still so simple to them.
“Ren, please grab a new clothes box in bude iron yes!” I shouted from the room, all of you want to take care of the newly ironed clothes. Move it into the closet. After the preparation of the stay is completed. I left the bag by the door.
“Ia!” But it looks like he hasn't moved, because I haven't heard his footsteps back. While waiting for him to bring a box of clothes that had been ironed, I fell on the bed. I remembered something, while staring at the ceiling of the room some memory slides like staged.
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This was our wedding trip at the beginning of moving house.
This is our story, when I just moved into this new house. After marriage Ren and I stayed at Ren's parents' house for 6 months. We decided not to move because I was uncomfortable living in the house of my father-in-law, my mother and father were very nice. Incredibly good to me. I was treated like a princess there. The three older sisters of Ren who used to bestow great affection for the only younger brother, welcomed me with open arms. I was flooded with lots of fancy gifts by them.
But our move, because the location I worked at was pretty far in reach, so finally here we are. Start a new life. This house had been prepared for Ren for a long time. Well, why do I say a new life when it has been 6 months I married Ren. Because this is when I'm about to start popping up the traits I just learned from Ren. Maybe the opposite too. His nature that I had not been so aware of while living in his parents' house.
“Kakak we use color toothbrush couple yes? I'm blue and sister pink.”
“I don't like pink.” I replied quickly, anyways is the rule from which pink always pairs with blue. Can not be the same blue white, or yellow, there are still many colors on the face of this earth other than pink. Sorry for your pink lovers, sorry.
“Then I wear pink.”
Whaaat! Balance as he called it. I'm dumbfounded. Because I ended up actually wearing a blue toothbrush and she was wearing a pink one.
“Brothers put a toothbrush and toothpaste like this yes, tilt the toothbrush across.”
Whaaat! What's your life problem, Ren. Honestly, I was very surprised by Ren's nature on this one. During my time at home, my mom and dad didn't pay much attention. Because honestly I was not directly involved in the process of cleaning the house. Indeed what a difference you know, if I taro the position like this and this. As long as it's not reversed.
Let it be beautiful to see. Huh! Okay I'll remember.
“Back put clothes according to color yes.”
“What, it is like that yes at home yesterday.” Crazy, this is the rule. I asked if you guys did it too.
“Ia, what sister does not see the difference.”
Not at all, for me the same is important neat.
“Isn't it the same Ren, which is important we put according to the type area only. Here's the shirt cabinet, here's the shirt, here the trousers, here the shorts.” I explained while pointing at each part of the closet. Ribet is very if it must be sorted again according to color.
“If arranged according to color it will be much neater, easy to find the clothes we need and seen also will be better.”
Did ya? To me it all looks the same. Because he frowned then began the mission of saving the dignity of a wife. How not to be called saving self-esteem, he showed off that aunt at home mama while closing her eyes can also arrange clothes according to color. A lie!
Until one day I was really upset by his nature on this one. Because I work and have not been used to taking care of the house, as well as serving it (This is actually the main reason). Ren wants me to be able to keep him company all the time, like at my mom's house. In our own home, I also had to do housework. Finally, he decided to find someone to help. I'm of course happy, the sweeping and cooking business I might still be able to handle. But the clothing business I really put my hands up.
“Kak kok ironannya like this?” Her first reaction was when the clothes ironed by the aunt in the mother's house ran out. It's a bude iron that works for us. I'm back dumbfounded. Especially this?
“Why?”
“Not neat, the folds under the armpits still look tangled.”
Mana, I took the clothes he was holding. Tangle where try, it's neat. Fragrant again, I put it to my nose. He was not satisfied with the results of the Bude irons. Let's call it bude 1.
“But you will be tired if you go home from work to iron.”
“Then compromise.” I said a little loudly, damn it. He was immediately grim and had a sad face. Like I've been through a mistake. It makes me uncomfortable to know. Okay, Bude 2 is finally coming. I really feel bad when explaining to bude 1. But if it is maintained I'm dizzy myself. When the deal with Bude 2 I had a special warning about the ironing of clothes. Ren's clothes in particular.
“Kakak.” Again the complaint with the ironing results bude 2, now he said more severe.
He's still not satisfied. Because I was embarrassed, only worked a day to stop, finally I still allow bude 2 ironing clothes, except for Ren's clothes.
One night when I couldn't find a way out of the ironing of clothes. I'm the one who ironed Ren's shirt. Not too much of a problem actually, because I just ironed the clothes he was wearing working. While the daily clothes I still allow the bude ironing. But the thing is, this kid won't let me go either. Gerrrr
“Kakak”
“What else?” indifferent I've been willing to walk into the back room to iron his clothes.
“Ask a hug.”
He pulled my hand. Until I got caught in his chest.
“I want to iron your shirt Ren.” Rebellious.
“Ask a hug.” This brat. My energy is not strong enough to escape. Serving him, while making him satisfied iron affairs really make me exhausted.
Finally 'cause he feels like I'm cueki, I swear! Though not. He gave me some shocking news.
“Why bring clothes to mom's house. My mom's house is not near Ren.” Early in the morning while eating breakfast the temperature of the house has warmed up.
“Then let Aunt Hartanti come here once a week.” She's the aunt who takes care of the clothes at Mama's house.
“What! That makes more sense anymore.” Our house is far apart, not an RT.
“But.”
I knew he could not compromise with his heart. There's always something stuck up in the morning he has to wear a shirt to the office. Right, I can see that. How to describe it, when something is not perfect in our eyes but we have to live it. Strange, claustrophobic, and dissatisfied.
“You're still not satisfied with my ironing, right?” It is, it is. Answer. let's hurt your wife's heart.
“No, I'm satisfied with the ironing brother.” Lies. I know it's “ I just don't want big sister to reach.”
“I'm not overachieved.” Riled. I can still if I just iron, anyway when I was a girl I also iron clothes.
“But Big Brother so no time for me.”
Whaaat! What reason is that. So compromise! If you want me to accompany you, just wear the clothes as they are.
“Alright, we find someone who wants to help iron again yes.” Surrender, I argue again. But seeing his face was already grim I gave up.
Meet us with bude 3. At the beginning I really explained what it was, the story about the two bude before. Whether bude 3 wants to try I leave it entirely to him. And when he nodded his head I was very grateful. Start him working for us.
Ren is still somewhat riled up with the results of the Bude 3 ironing. But he still wears it. Use it with force. I could actually recognize the change in her face if she looked at the contents of the closet. For the laying of clothes I have been accustomed to separate them based on color and type.
You know, this was a time when I was really surprised to understand Ren's habit of clothing. When I was at my mom's house I didn't realize it. All helped by aunt at Ren's house. Indeed, slowly and surely after marriage there will be a lot of new things about the personality of our partner that we may not know before will start popping up one by one. When it comes to such problems, mutual communication is one of the first ways out. Lower the ego and give in to each other.
Maybe for now I have to give up a lot. Ren has lived regularly all his life, meeting me and adjusting to me is probably a nightmare for him. But of course it is different for every couple. You are the one who is in that relationship, you are the one who knows best for yourself. Wahhh, it's like a cult. Haha.
Seriate......