My in-laws are chatty

Chapter 1

*My name is Lastri. I've only been in Bang Hasan for one week. After marriage, I went straight to Bang Hasan's parents' house. I'm depending on Bang Hasan and his family. Butwhat? I was there one week. I was treated like a maid.

"Lastri wakes. You are not awake at this hour. What will you feed your husband? " Shouted my mother banging on my bedroom door, the first day I became her daughter-in-law.

As soon as I get out of bed. While entrenched. This mother never felt like she was just a bride. The new bride is identical to waking up during the day. Aihhh fate fate. Got a chatty in-law. I'm getting out of the room. I found mommy shaking her waist.

" I'm sorry Mom, Lastri bad luck was out of bed lastri prayer again"

Mom just glared. Bu need not glare at your eyes it is already as big as a jengkol. Of course I just sat. How dare I say it. Understand that he is still the new son-in-law. Still embarrassed to show her fangs. Wait for the time. I'll show you who Lastri really is. Now I just follow her mother.

"Quick make breakfast. Material is in the refrigerator. Today is monday. Hera will leave school early" mother said as she snapped. Mom then went somewhere. That's how Mom finished telling me to disappear. I hurried to cook. Brewing tea. And serve food at the table. Half-time 7 of my work is done.

I woke Bang Hasan with a kiss baby. Ahai understand. New bride. It's warm. Wake up and sleep with a kiss.

When returning to the dining table with Bang Hasan. I saw that there was a Mother, Hera and Father. They are enjoying my cooking. I ate without offering. Welis. Who cooked whom. Who eats whom. I can only stroke the chest. Istighfar.

"Come breakfast Lastri don't be dumbass." You offered me breakfast.

" Yes sir" I answered.

I'll get Bang Hasan breakfast. I am also dong. I am the one cooking.

Finish breakfast Father and Hera leave. Bang Hasan is still on leave. Wednesday is working as usual. Bang Hasan worked in the factory as a foreman. Since marriage. I don't work anymore. That's an order from my husband. He said "Let my brother work. Adek at home. Don't be tired. Let's quickly be. Hehe"

"Lastri when it's done. Wash the dirty dishes. Let it not pile up" said Mother as she went out of the house. Yes, the mother finished breakfast. Straight out of the house. Ghibah. Something was being talked to the neighbors. Soulmate's mother was Nuning's mother. Where there is a mother, there is also a Nuning ma'am. It fits them. The one talking non-stop. The one is listening. You know who is talking incessantly.

I finished the kitchen and washed my clothes. All clothes without exception I wash. Including Hera's. Son girl mother. Which should wash itself. I was the one who washed it. I refused to wash Hera's clothes. Mother even cacke.

"You're the same sister's own calculations. You're just hitching a ride here. You are Hasan's wife. But that does not mean you can leha leha at home. You're not the queen. Because I'm the queen. What I command. Without a lot of reasons and questions." said Mom while shaking her waist.

It feels like it's starting to get caught up. She treats me like a maid. Lastri did this, Pastri did that. Not to mention Hera, can only tell. Working I'm not sincere, Hera's work must not be done to Mom. Like this afternoon.

"Bak wash this shirt. Want me to wear it later" Hera said as she passed.

I haven't even answered what I don't want to do already ngeloyor aja boy. What does he think I am? My inner patience.

I'm upset why I had to do this and that. All me. What what am I. Tired adek bang. I once stirred up the attitude of his mother and sister Ke Bang Hasan.

Lazy malasan baldmu bang. It's good that Bang Hasan talks like that.

"This pastry clothes that were dry yesterday are directly ironed yes. Directly to work. Not later. Let's not stack. If you are also bothered." Mom, if you tell me not to think. I haven't finished washing clothes yet. I told nyetrika anyway. Want me to scream. Want me to cry.

Do all the work. Stay down for a while while reading the stars in noveltoon. Not even a chapter of Hera screaming.

"Bak lastri clothes that have been washed? "

"Already, it's still on the clothesline" I replied without turning away from my screen.

"Oh grabin ya mbak. In the iron too. I'm gonna wear it soon. I'm going out." And Hera went away. And I bengong dong. I'm a daughter-in-law, not a maid. I failed to understand this gaes.

I haven't gotten out of bed. It feels so lazy. Hera is no longer a child. He can do it himself I thought.

"Where are the clothes? I want to pack. Bring it here yes" Shouted Hera from her room.

"Jain by himself. Fatty mother." My shout is no less loud. She is a mistress.

"This brat's in the iron. I told you to. Why not in the job? He said, throwing the shirt at me.

"So mbak already ironed the dry clothes yesterday. You are already big. Not a kid anymore. Iron yourself dong. What time should mbak. You didn't do anything about it." I still try to be patient.

"Heh Lastri how dare you tell my son to iron. I just never. You're just hitchhiking in this house. You're not working. You should have helped me get some house. You're just a piece of clothing you're having a problem." Said my mother in front of my bedroom door, shaking my waist. My mother was already standing there.

"But Ma'am, Hera can do it all. What time should I ma'am. Ironing a sheet of clothes should be me ma'am. I said patiently. Though emotions are already in ubun.

"I said iron is iron. You don't need a lot of excuses." Show mom in front of my face.

I took the shirt. When I passed them to get to the ironing place. I saw Hera looking at me. And a cynical smile full of triumph.

Not that I don't dare argue with mom anymore. I just don't want to make a fuss. That'sthat's all. Shame on the neighbors to hear. Let it. My patient stock is still quite a lot. I'm patient sabarin. It was fertile time. Eeehhh is aware of the meaning*