My in-laws are chatty

Chapter 3

I spent the day in a doldrums. Everything went wrong, in the eyes of all my family members were wrong. Only my father never blamed me. But Father, never defended me when I was scolded by Mother. He just kept watching, and then left.

*Today Bang Hasan payday. I want to take her on the road. Buy cilok kek,martabak kek. The important way out. Suntuk also in the house trus trus an. Senep saw her face mother. Hadehhhh

 

"Assalamualaikum" Bang Hasan's Voice.

Pursued in love, the embroidery arrived. Long live by Bang Hasan. Also in rasani. Sudaah is back.

"Waalaikumsalam" I immediately kissed the back of his hand reverently.

"Such a bang coming home?"

"Yes deck. It's not overtime."

"Buruan gih Abang bathe and eat. Wanna jalan adek Bang. Toss at home. Mumpung Abang payjian, right? " I said as I slithered on his shoulder.

"Where are you going? Ask Bang Hasan.

"Ke Alf* cake, onto the Square cake. The important way bang" I said as I sipped my lips.

"Yes, just a little while. Clean brother first." Then Bang Hasan passed. To the bathroom.

I saw that Bang Hasan was done. Oh allah. Bgt yak my husband. Hair straight. Her body is athletic. Shoulder field. Not to lose to the artist Bollywod.

" Yuk bang capsass's." While holding his hand.

" Where are you going?"Said mother. Forgive this one woman who has come from nowhere to arrive just standing in front of us.

"You'll come out for a second, ma'am. Lastri wants to walk. Wanted to cilok said, Mumpung Hasan has just paid Ma'am." explained Bang hasan.

"The husband just got home. Jump out. Don't think your husband's tired. New mentang payjian. Want to get out of the foya foya? It's delicious of you. You're at home. While my son works. Banting bones. As good as udel want to spend my son's money." Omel mom long time wide.

I can only brush my chest. Oh allah.

"That was once, Mom. Not every day." My word.

"You are you if you say nyaut aj." Oceh mother again.

Yaiyah nyaut, people have mouths. My inner.

" You don't have to go. Just home. Hasan's money is mother's holding."

I'm glaring. Bummer.

"You guys are still hitchhiking here. Yes it's only natural that Hasan's mother's money is holding."

"But I'm Bang hasan's wife ."

"Yes I know you're Hasan's wife. But you're still hitchhiking here. If you hold your money. It can go out no crap." Answer Mother. While playing his eyeballs.

Bang Hasan just looked down. Not answering one bit.

"Trus if I need what how's Mom? Ask me again.

"Yes, you just ask Mom. What do you want to buy anyway? You will live in this house. Eat stay eat. Shower stay shower. You need not be confused about buying rice. Not confused pay Pdam." Answer my mother at length.

"For example, I want to buy skincare how's mom?"

"If that's what you think yourself." Answer mom with a cynical smile.

"Don't you?" I asked Bang hasan for clarity from him.

Bang Hasan just looked at me and shook his head. A sign that he did not dare to argue with mother.

I can only shed tears. And ran into the room. What sins am I, God. To have such in-laws. I knew my husband's paradise was on his mother's feet. Trus with me How? I'm his wife. I also deserve to earn a living from it. I'm rattled. Just one month of housekeeping. Why is this trial so great, God. Please strengthen the heart of the servant. And soften the hearts of the servants of O Allah.

"Sir" Bang Hasan stroked my back.

"I'm sorry brother, but what mom said was right deck. We're still hitching a ride here. And we should help with the needs of the house."

"But it doesn't have to be all brother's salary to mom bang. Adek also need a handle bang.at least half is to adek. Adek also wants to manage our household finances."

"It's mommy's love to be adek." Bang Hasan offered 4 blue notes.

" 200 thousand bang? Make day?" I asked full of search.

"Ga deck. Create month. Gasoline money and cigarettes brother will be given every day with Mother to Brother."

"God bang. 200 thousand a month? Make buying cilok less bang."

"Yes than nothing." Obviously Bang Hasan with his santuy. Yes really santuy. And not thinking about my feelings.

Oh allah. Why like this? Before I got married. Bang Hasan was so royal to me. I didn't ask him to give me any money. Many times I was bought a clothes bag even my skincare was bought. Without me asking. But now? I don't know if my head is dizzy thinking about it. If you know like this.

Ahhh. Rice is already porridge. Mightiness. There's no way time could be played back. May mother and Bang Hasan come to their senses soon. Strengthen me, O God. Soften their hearts, O Allah.

I also slept hugging the bolts against Bang Hasan. My heart still feels hot. I'd better just work. Tomorrow I'll ask Bang Hasan's permission**