
"Mas, why are you yelling like that?" Ayu looked very frightened to see myself screaming loudly. So did my mother who came straight away.
"Gibrans? What's wrong with you, son? Why yell?" My mom screamed to see me screaming. He thinks I'm possessed by a demon, "Gibran, calm down son. You why?" asked my mother so panicked. Before long, I stopped screaming.
"Yes, what's your husband?" asked my mother, seeing Ayu still look confused.
"I don't know either, Mom. Suddenly, Mas Gibran shouted indistinctly. He's got a demon's possession."
"Gibrans?" My mother gently rubbed my back, and made me a little calm.
"Mom, today Gibran did not go to work. I have no clothes for work, my clothes are all dirty. I'll be allowed to be with the boss." I stepped away, my mother and Ayu too. I walked towards the guest room and closed it hard.
"Yu, why aren't your husband's clothes washed? Your husband doesn't work because of you." Ayu immediately looked at her in-laws cynically, she did not accept if she was blamed.
"Just blame me, you should be the one who washes Mas Gibran's work clothes. It's Mom's son, why should I do it."
"You're my son's wife, you should have done that. Not me!" the accusation made Sri's emotions peaked uncharacteristically.
"Mom saw this." Ayu pointed her finger at her father-in-law, "i just tidied my nails with expensive care in this house. I don't want to, my nails are broken because of washing Gibran's clothes. Up here, I get it?"
"Fucking ghost! Ghosts are useless! My nyesal has your rich model ghost! My nyesel married my son to your rich lady!"
"Mom! Watch your mouth, Mother! As long as I know, the one who wants to marry me is Mom's son. Not me!" Ayu was no less fierce than her in-laws, even she dared to refute her in-laws. Unable to stand his old attitude, Sri's mother decided to go to the kitchen to wash her son's clothes.
"Huh! Basic, he thinks I can be used by rich Bella. Who foolishly became a slave in this house. Stupidly want to be made a babu in this house." Finished with the problem, Ayu immediately closed the room door, and continued his activities.
In the guest room, I was thinking about Bella. To be honest, I miss Bella and my son a lot. As long as I'm married to Bella, all my needs are met. Even my work clothes are always neat and slippery.
"Mas, your work clothes have been prepared in bed."
"Mas, breakfast is the same hot tea already on the table huh. There's lunch for that. It will be brought."
As long as I'm married to Bella, I'm never hungry, my work clothes are always neat and fragrant. Until my coworkers were so envious of me for having a smart wife caring for a husband. I'm so proud of Bella, it's just. I had thrown it away and put it in when I had an affair with Ayu.
The next morning, I was getting ready for work. When I look for my batik clothes in the closet. But none of my clothes are here.
"Mom, see my batik suit?" ask my mom who knows if she was washing.
"There, but I haven't rubbed yet. Mother's work is so much. Today I haven't cooked for your breakfast, son."
"Where's that shirt, let me have Ayu scrub my shirt."
"There's a room, Mother." I walked to my mother's room. I see, my stone clothes are hanging on the door of the closet. I rush to get it and I give it to Ayu to rub it now.
"Yu, please open the door." Slowly the door opened. I saw Ayu just woke up, "you just woke up, Yu?"
"Yes, Mas. Last night I watched a Korean drama. It's a really good movie, Mom."
"It." I handed you my batik shirt.
"This is what, Mas? How come you gave me?" He looked astonished with a batik shirt in his hand.
He shook his head, a sign he refused my request, "I don't want to rub, Mas.
" why? just rub the clothes 1 doang loh."
"Yes, you're the one who rubs yourself. just rub it."
"God! I can't rub, you, my wife. You should help me, dong."
"Loh, so you tell me to rub your shirt? Do you think I'm that maid?"
"Yu, I never thought you were a rich maid. I'm just asking you for help, please rub this shirt. I want to go to work."
"Yes, it's a rub. Really bad ribet!" Again he refused what I asked.
"What's the matter, early in the morning?" she said, "why else Bran?"
"This is Ma'am, the crumpled Gibran batik has not been rubbed. I asked Ayu to help me rub my clothes, but she wouldn't." Mom immediately looked at Ayu, she was busy with her phone. He quickly grabbed the batik from my hand. He quickly walked towards Ayu and threw a batik shirt on his face
"God! Mantu is useless! You don't see your husband going to work. Look at the batik Gibran tangled, why don't you want to rub the batik?" Ayu rounded her eyes.
"Mom! Please be courteous with Ayu, I can't see I'm busy! Why did you throw a batik shirt on my face?!" Ayu ruffled her waist in front of my mother.
"What are you busy? You are just busy lying down while playing hp. Example of Bella's old mother-in-law, she diligently takes care of your husband and takes care of the house. Not your rich, lazy chick." Suddenly Ayu glared at my mother.
"I mean what I appeal to my former mother-in-law, if indeed she is as diligent as Mother said. Why was it thrown out?" Ayu clucked her waist in front of mother, I who did not accept immediately snapped at Ayu who I thought was very rude.
"So your attitude is in front of my mother."
"What! Want to defend Mom? Remember, I'm not Bella like your old ex-wife, I'm a career woman. I don't want my fate to be rich your ex-wife, who was always made a babu by your mother." He pointed at my mother with his finger. It was so hot to see my mother being treated so badly by him.
"Juice!" This time, his words had gone too far. How could he say that. “So your attitude is the same my mother, you do not be a bad wife. If you don't want to rub my shirt, that's okay. As long as you have the courtesy of my mother's daughter-in-law.
"Basic wife is useless! Usually just take care of yourself, I really have a rich model ghost she!" Mother stomped her feet and went away from Ayu. I was the same, left Ayu. Let me go to work with a tangled batik, rather than a dirty and smelly batik, it is better to tangle.
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"Basic wife is useless! Usually just take care of yourself, I really have a rich model ghost she!" Mom just keeps nagging with her ex's behavior.
"Udahlah, Ma. Don't grumble, it's your own mother who wants to have a rich daughter-in-law Ayu."
"Yes, I thought she could be counted on rich Bella your ex-wife. Can clean up Bella's rich house, can cook rich Bella. Even she can take care of Mom if she's in trouble or sick." I saw my mother's face a little regretful when Bella was no longer her mantra. It's true what Mom said, when I was with Bella. He is the one who always takes care of the mother painstakingly. Even though Bella is often insulted or spread ugly gossip. He was patient in taking care of my mother.
“When the time can be rotated, I want to go back to how it used to be. Ever since you married Ayu, she never helped mom take care of the house. Don't wash the dishes, just cook, he can't. Reason being afraid of her body the smell of rich dabur spice Bella, she is afraid of her body the smell of sweat, afraid you turn to another rich woman Bella.” You can only bow down until you swallow regret and disappointment.
"Mom, I'm going to work first. I had breakfast outside just plain rich." I grabbed my mother's back and kissed the back of her hand. I'm tired of her complaints against Ayu. I, too, as her husband, could do nothing. If I told her to help mom, she'd be furious and go home to her parents. I had to pick him up to go home. On the way to work, I suddenly remembered Bella.
When I divorced Bella, I was married to Ayu shortly. And held a party so lively, even spent a lot of funds that I borrowed money in the bank with a lot of money. This was all because of Ayu's desire to get married in the hotel. In fact, the dowry he asked for was not small. Because I want to marry her, whatever she asks I will do.
after marriage, he always asked to buy things that I thought were expensive. Otherwise I give him he'll be angry and won't sleep with me. As for me, I wanted to ask for help from him. He always refused for unreasonable reasons.