Replying to Mother's Heartache

Chapter 1 Hot Pot

POV SINTA'S

"Where the food is, we're starving here!" cried Grandma to Mother.

I who had just come home from school stopped my steps when I was about to enter the house, because I heard Grandma's scream. Then turned to step foot into Grandma's house, afraid Mother was hurt by Grandma.

When I went inside, Grandma's house was having a family gathering. Because I have to go to school and do group work so I can't help you prepare.

Actually I was worried and intended to skip school and help Mom in the kitchen. But Mom forbade it and told me to go to school.

Though there is Aunt Adel who is also the same as being Grandma's daughter-in-law, the wife of Om Zainal my father's sister who is wandering. But well Aunt Adel where ever do homework, she only knows hp, salon and shopping. What a useless human being.

"Mom, what's wrong?. Why is Grandma screaming? until it sounds Sinta outside." asked me when I was in the house and approached Grandma.

"You go home to school instead of saying hello, even rude to the parents!." Cynic Aunt Adel.

Aunt Adel started fighting, I asked Grandma and she answered the same. Really caper!. "Who is a brash Aunt, Sinta just the same name Grandma, why Grandma screams." Answer me loudly.

Aunt Adel put on a jutek face while her eyes glared at me because I dared to answer her words. I don't want to lose, I'm also avenging Aunt Adel's pelotottan.

"Pickle pence! how did you work so much! it's good my son Bagas wants to marry you. It's ugly, black, poor again." Granny insulted Mom in front of me and the other big family.

No one defended Mom at all, nor did Father, he just kept silent to see his wife insulted by his own Mother.

"Dad Ma'am. Sorry, the taste was not right. So I guess the spice again." Answer Mom while running to the grandmother while carrying a pot that looks still hot.

I look at Mom's appearance as different from other daughters-in-law's. If the other daughter-in-law is dressed well. But Mother only wears a musty negligee that Mother usually wears at home, even though this is a big family event, it is clear that Mother is not considered family.

"Halaaah just kept defending herself like that. You were me to ask if you were his job catapult, can not be in andelin. Here let me correct the taste of the food. I want to know how your cooking tastes until you take a long time and starve us all." - Aunt Adel's chimpan snatched the hot pot from Mom's hand.

"Arrghghhh!. Hot." Aunt Adel screamed in heat for seizing the hot pot from Mom's hand.

'Thankiratin!' my screams are in my heart. Though he must know that the pot must be hot because it looks so that the vegetables are cooked Mother is still very hot because the smoke is still steaming.

If it's like this, it must be Mother who is blamed.

"Bas brazen, you deliberately gave this hot vegetable to me?, why not tell me that it's hot, basic to-lol, shrimp brain." maki Aunt Adel to my mother. It's not that I'm mumbling back, it's strange to hear this curse of my Tantu to Mom.

Actually this is not the first time I saw Mom treated like this, it's been very often Mother treated very rude, I used to be silent and afraid of Father and Grandma, she said, but now the patience is over.

"Well! long time ago this Ipah digeljak, you must be shirk right because lost beautiful and smooth like Adel!, eating you deliberately give a very hot vegetable so that Adel has burns!," granny Hardik on Mom in a loud voice.

Again I looked around, here about 10 people including my father, but no one defended Mom at all. Although I'm sure they know that Mom is innocent.

"Mom was Adel's fault, his own fault why he played the vegetables I held. Though I hold yes also wear a thick cloth, why Adel play just take it." Mother defended herself, maybe Mother was upset constantly being blamed.

Plaque, Aunt Adel's hands sassy slapping Mom's cheeks. Seeing something like this, I walked over.

"How dare you Adel slap my mother!," I screamed as loud as I could see my mother in a slap by Aunt Adel.

With emotions running high, I took a pot filled with hot vegetables and splashed it on Aunt Adel's face. Maybe because I'm emotional the pot doesn't feel hot in my hand.

Byurr.

"Arggghhhhh please this is very hot, you little under-educated son of yours Sinta." cried Aunt Adel. Everyone who was here directly helped Aunt Adel who screamed in pain, as well as Dad, Dad looked worried about what happened with Aunt Adel as if Aunt Adel was his wife. And I'm obviously his wife but Dad was sick to see Mom in the abject.

"Love! you're outrageous. You're going to get a lesson from Dad?, just wait!." Dad threatened me.

"Please wait. But I wonder who really is the wife of the father, Mother or Aunt Adel anyway. How come Daddy is so worried about Aunt Adel?" I said to Dad cynically.

Dad seemed to be clenching his hands holding back emotions at me.

"Have not listened to your child born from the womb of the poor man. Better get Adel to the hospital. And for you Sinta!. If anything happens to your aunt, Grandma would have you battered in your father's hands." Threaten Grandma and point at my face.

"No need to point at me like that. I'm not afraid, because I'll always protect my mother. Come on, ma'am, let's get out of here!" Take me to Mom who's like crying in fear.

Our house and Grandma's house are next to each other, you could say Grandma's people are in this area. Even the place we were living in was Grandma's house that was inherited for Dad.

"Mother never taught me how to be rude to others, but I don't accept that you're treated like that by someone else. I love you so much I don't care if it's old young, Grandma or Dad. If they were presumptuous to Mom, then I wouldn't stay silent." I said as I cried holding Mom's shoulder.

"But that's not how Sinta works. You will soon graduate SMK. If your father doesn't want to pay you for college what?, while Mom's just an ordinary housewife. I don't want your future to be bleak." I said.

How noble the heart of Mother, has been hurt many times by Grandma and Father but still continue to think about her children.

"Mom I don't want to go to college with Mom's sacrifice on the trampling by Dad and his family. Not all SMK graduates have a bleak future. Believe in Sinta Ma'am." my dream is to give understanding to Mom.

Then Mom and I hugged and cried together lamenting the fate that continued to be hurt by Dad and his family.

"Mom!" called someone and then we both turned to the door.

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