
"Wahh there's an event what's this rame once"
Father suddenly appeared from the front door with Rini Mas Imam's sister who is currently still in college, he said they had run out looking for the needs of Rini's college assignments.
"This Pak son we play here bring good things, well here Rin there are good clothes for you too, later you can use to go to college" said the mother with a clean face.
"It just so happens that you've come, Mr. Buk is actually something I want to talk about"
"You said what Asiyah is, it seems so important"
"Actually want to ask for advice anyway Buk, from Ibuk the same Father, we should have how"
The Imam looked a little confused, maybe he was afraid that his secret would be revealed.
"So gini Buk, the same father Ibuk remember Rumi right? our maid was, so it turned out that Mas Imam had married a series with her" I then explained the details of all her events.
"Even if that's all we know, ehhhhh" mother said it and then closed her mouth, she was like a slip, maybe because she was busy unpacking my souvenirs so she did not concentrate.
Like being struck by lightning in the middle of a hole, the plan I want to make them shocked but it was me who was shocked and surprised by their answers.
"So? what about Maxut Mom? Mas Imam maxutya what is this Mas, is here only I who do not know this event?
In that instant also my bones seemed to disappear, drowning my body, it felt like I could no longer, what did they mean?
"I'm sorry Asiyah"
"So maxut Mother, you all already know the marriage of Mas Imam and Rumi"
Even though I was stuck trying to ask, this is crazy they have gone crazy, outrageous once all of you.
"Mas can you please explain what else is this mas?
There were no tears I let out, I had to be strong, I had to be firm, I drank a little to wet my throat.
"Why mas? why buk, sir?"
They could all just be silent, which woman could be treated like this by her husband and family.
Well if this is what you want, you can not care about me, I can be more cruel.
"What is my fault, please answer, am I a barren woman so that the Imam must marry in order to have children from other women? am I not beautiful anymore, or am I a poor woman who can't give you money, do I not deserve a little happiness until you can do this to me? what's my fault, buk? am I ashamed to have a daughter-in-law like me? "
Shaking my body, dying I held back the anger and sadness mixed into one, I cannot be weak this time.
"Did Mas Imam often bring the woman here buk? don't just shut up, say something"
"Pardon us Asiyah, and can you just say this, this is also not entirely the Imam's fault, right? you can still be a happy family even though the Imam married again, the Imam's business has advanced and has a great income you also have your own business, it will be easy for the Imam to be fair if he is polygamous, you also know that religion allows polygamy"
"Gahaha"
I laughed as much as I could hear my mother-in-law's words.
"My father, Ma'am all of you please read this, Mas Imam who you are proud of it means nothing to me, the efforts of Mas Imam are not even as you imagine, and all the money we sent was pure money that I tried to make, all this time I respect my husband so I cover it, I think let the family know this is the money that we both worked, both of us, but I think now there is nothing more to cover, the efforts of the Imam who you are proud of that the results even to buy our monthly gasoline are still lacking." I'm showing you the assurances of proof of assets and efforts that are all in my name.
"Father mother and Ma'am I'm sorry from now on I'll stop all of you monthly rations please just ask this of your favorite children, or your new daughter-in-law."
Now it is precisely those who cry, mothers even to the point of prostrating themselves to me so that I do not do this, obviously they cry, the monthly money I give to my family-in-law is not small.
You could even say they depend entirely on me.