Replying to Mother's Heartache

Part 5 Granny Humiliation

"Astaghfirulloh Bayu Why are you? Mom Mother! The fever is so high, Mom!" I was screaming for Mom in the kitchen.

Directly heard the sound of footsteps quickly approaching me and Bayu.

"Astaghfirulloh is very hot, I first get a cake and also a remedy for first aid so that the heat subsides." Sahut Mom again ran out of Bayu's room.

"O your God, there are all who are sick. Though Mother has fried fried fried food and also made cakes to be sold by us." said I membatin.

But I think it's natural Bayu to fever like this, maybe the effect of the fight Bayu and also Dad, hopefully my father is also sick like Bayu to be fair.

"Here's my boy, eat first!." Mother sat Bayu on the mattress and so Bayu could lean on the wall.

Bayu also ate slowly the cake that I gave. When he finished taking the medicine.

"Wood, you don't go to school. You also have bruises on your face, I'm worried."

"If Bayu does not go to school later can not sell and help Mother." said Bayu.

"It's okay to let all the sisters take it, you're home, rest" I said to calm my sister.

"What will all do? brother will be fierce even later the buyer on the run because brother teriakin. Hehe."

"You're sick again, could-can his mocked brother well. Beware of you if you're healthy!" I became anxious and pretended to want to shake his head.

"Already, you should also prepare Sinta and you Bayu pray first and then rest, even though you are sick but our obligations as a Muslim should not be missed" said Mother.

"Good Mom." Answer us in unison.

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At six o'clock less, the merchandise was ready for me to take to school. I went to school in a two-wheeled vehicle, because my school distance was quite far.

"You're careful, not because your sales are learning to be unfocused" Mother told me.

"Ready Ma'am." I pointed my right thumb at Mom. "Mothers are also careful at home well, Mother should also be able to fight against the Father's family if they've been acting outrageously." My mother smiled at my words too.

"Hey here Sinta!." cried Dad from Grandma's house.

I came over to Dad because I still had to be polite as a child. If they've gone too far I fight.

I saw beside Dad there was Grandma sitting on the porch chair while looking at me cynically.

"What did you bring to school? Oh your pantesan yesterday shopping a lot, you want to sell this village food? Not a level at all!." My grandmother's cynical.

I wonder why I can have a grandmother who likes her grandchildren? Fortunately I was immune and not crybaby, in ketusin or angry by Grandma I was used to and bodo very much.

Mother gave me a code to not care about their words.

"If so Sinta pamit first well Ma'am. Remember if there are crazy people who bother Mom, I have to fight and beat them one by one." I said a little scream so that Mom heard me and insinuated the two people in front of me.

"asked? Buy a rich man just ask for, poor poor grandmother? don't you just carry a small bowl sitting on the side of the road? ah I want to go first, afraid of bad luck." I sneered at the shameless Grandma.

Didn't Grandma say it was village food? but instead of asking for food this village, continue what was said not level. If not the old man, want to feel like I was torn, Grandma's mouth, maybe he asked for food after insulting this food.

"Hey Sinta! I'm still talking to you. Ipah told your son that I want the cookies and fried food he brought in the box to my mother's house. At home there are family members who want breakfast. So fry and cake let me take it to Mom's house." I got on a blackboard to hear the words from Dad.

"By, everything is Rp. 500,000, if you want to take all of them you have to pay the nominal I mentioned." I said.

Though the price of fried all that just Rp.400,000 but nothing addin a little, Dad is stingy and I also do not expect tuh. Where would you like to spend that much money.

"Eh you're the same Dad himself even counts like that, don't remember if you can go to school until SMK is money from your father huh!." Reply Grandma harshly.

I had a chance to think if Grandma did not hurt her throat because she was screaming like that, for some reason since yesterday Grandma and Dad looked very hateful to me, she said, though before Grandma and Dad would only be bad to Mom alone. Is it possible because I fought him a little yesterday, ah stupid, who told me to insult my mother. I also don't want to be loved by people like Grandma and Dad.

"I'm not asking!" ketus.

"Kampung food is so arrogant, as good as what is your mother's cooking most also salinity, where is the sale?" said Grandma while chuckling.

"Grandmother if you don't like to not have to insult Mother Dong's food. Do not want if every day ask in masakin Mother? Tomorrow I don't have to make Grandma again Mom." I said.

"Eh, uh can't do that. If not your mother who cooked, who else dong? Your mother is a free maid, although well her cooking is not as good as the food in the restaurant." despise Grandma to Mom.

My hands were clenched wanting to punch Grandma in the face, but I had to be able to hold back my anger.

I saw Mom shaking her head at the sign that I should stop.

"Already, Grandma. Don't insult my mother anymore. I won't be quiet this time."

"Mother close the door well lest any Crazy person enter the house. I said to Assalamualaikum."

It's getting old instead of repentance it's getting older. In the morning I lost my mood because of them.

"Hey, you poor grandson, you are so insolent. Watch out yeah!. How you take care of your son over time he's getting brazen with Mom."

Before listening to Dad's tantrums, I had already installed my bike and left the house.

During the trip, I tried not to think about Grandma's insults. I have to be excited this morning to trade fritters and cakes made by Mom later at school. Hopefully my sales will be in the bestselling school. Aamiins.

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