Revenge Fat Wife

Request Additional Hands

"Darling!" call Marini from the middle of the room. While Mayang was busy taking care of the dirty clothes in the laundry basket. Marini clothes must be washed by hand, even though there is a washing machine that Mayang bought to relieve his work in this house.

"Yes, Buk." Mayang thought, he did not need to approach his mother-in-law because obviously he would be behind the house where he used to wash clothes every morning.

However, apparently Marini's anger last night has not subsided. "If I call it get used to coming in front of Ibuk! Let Ibuk not wear your nyari!" spray Marini with waist-rigged hands.

Mayang put down the clothes that he had given the liquid detergent and faced the mother-in-law by lowering her head. "Sorry, Buk. I washed my clothes."

"Sorry! You have always asked for something to be repeated and on what I ordered you! You're the ndablegnya kok ndak ketulungan, to, Yang!" snapped Marini. That contemptuous tone Mayang swallowed roundly, despite leaving a scar in his heart.

Mayang lowered his head with his hands squeezing each other in front of the hem of his clothes. His mind feels sore. I don't know why he didn't have to suffer like this. If not for Ferdi's great love for her, Mayang would not have survived and stood here listening to all these insults.

Seeing Mayang silent, Marini immediately remembered what his purpose was to find Mayang earlier. "Have you called Doctor Nena?"

"Yet, Buk. I'd like to go straight to Bu Nena's practice at eight in the morning." Mayang was still looking down and trying to calm down.

"Yet?" Marini was angry. "You want to go there without making an appointment? How long are you gonna be in line, huh? Have you forgotten how famous Doctor Nena is? You may be checked tomorrow if you do not make an appointment first! You are rich not only, Yang ... have been there many times you are! Just cook it up you still want me to remind you?"

"But it's still morn—"

"Don't reason you, Mayang! Just tell me that you're actually happy to see Ibuk being scolded all out!" Marini left Mayang who was upset and grimaced because of Marini's loud speech.

"Build this heart, Lord." Mayang asked with tears.

"Jeez, Mayang!"

Not yet Mayang subsided with the storm in his heart, Marini was already screaming back. From the kitchen.

"From you, Mayang!" marini's orders.

"Other than this, Gusti?" Mayang threw his breath away. He hurried to the kitchen where Marini had greeted him with anger.

"Do you know what time it is?"

Mayang directed his gaze to the wall where the clock perched sweetly. It's only five in the morning, what's the problem with five o'clock?

"Why hasn't there been breakfast, huh?" Marini grabbed the lid of the saji hood and threw it towards Mayang.

Mayang avoided that the medium-sized hood did not hit him. However, unfortunately it was the hood that hit his cheeks and face.

"You didn't see last night I couldn't eat because of the bad talk about you, ha!" Marini getting closer to Mayang. His eyes were terrifying as he looked at his grimacing daughter-in-law.

"Let me buy breakfast first, Buk." Thought Mayang, he better wash clothes first, so that Marini does not nag if her clothes are exposed to dirt and difficult to remove. For the three pieces of expensive batik cloth, Mayang did not take fifteen minutes to wash it, so he will have time until his mother-in-law wakes up and prepares breakfast.

"Hummer to have home cooking this morning! There are plenty of vegetables and groceries in the refrigerator. Don't waste money on junk! Take advantage of what's in there!" Marini pointed at the refrigerator viciously, then sat down at the dining table.

"Buy right now! Wait what else?!"

"But, Buk ... it—"

"Oh, so you want to starve Ibuk to death? So you can do as you please?" Marini looked at Mayang with all the anger overflowing.

"Ndak that, Buk .. I was washing my clothes," replied Mayang while looking down.

"There are many reasons for you! Just cook it first, Yang .. nyuci can later! Not much of your reason!"

"It's still good Ferdi wants to marry a woman like a rich swollen elephant he is. It's like that, don't want to be grateful." Marini muttered, but Mayang heard it clearly.

Mayang. His eyes were already wet, even sobbing. Mayang's lips actually wanted to answer, but he was very afraid of sin. His parents taught him not to fight parents, even if parents are angry, they must have a purpose. Mayang always remembers that. Despite this, he finds no good purpose in any of Marini's anger.

"If it wasn't for Mas Ferdi's sake, I definitely wouldn't be strong to be treated like this."

Mayang immediately cooked breakfast with a makeshift menu. He is racing with time. If he could, he had already asked for an extra hand to speed up his work.

However, Mayang hands are agile and agile, so for a simple menu such as fried rice, capcay, and egg omelets do not take up to an hour.

After serving food at the table, Mayang immediately packed utensils for cooking that has not been in order.

However, he barely dropped the frying pan, when Marini again shouted.

"Gusty of God, Mayang ... You got this brain put in anyway, yo, yo!"

Mayang felt his heart ache, but he did not answer. He knows what Marini is complaining about.

"This new shirt is worn twice, you have made rich fade like this. If you are sincere ndak nyuciin, mbok yes, just say it! Obviously you are happy to make high blood ibuk kumat! O Allah, Fer ..your fate is good, to yo, yo. Anything ndak becus."

The voice was clearly heard in Mayang's ears. The woman could only squeeze the edge of the sink tightly, trying to continue to support herself even though her tears were unceasingly dripping. Mayang was very hurt.

"The mother used to be how was the wadon child educated, huh? Potang-ang rich, have a lot of money, can do everything, so his children left without teachings and knowledge about the work of women. It's just a three-seed shirt. Uh, kok yo, it's broken. Huh, fates!"

Mayang clenched his hands. He is okay to be hurt, insulted, reviled, even debased. But not both of his parents. Mayang did not accept.

Mayang's steps were wide, his heart was overflowing with anger, he could not be patient anymore.

"Opo you came here? Want to check that his clothes wear off like this?" Marini looked at Mayang.

"Let me change his clothes, Buk .. later I choose my own that suits his mother." Mayang said ketus and pretentious. Marini doesn't like, really doesn't like. What's that girl? Until God leaves so much ease on him? Beautiful is not. Smart especially?

"I'm busy just want the exact same rich gini clothes, besides that I don't want to! Tomorrow the clothes must be in this house, complete with a model that is rich gini!" Marini pointed at the clothes she was holding.

Kapok you, Mayang! inner Marini.

"That's impossible, Buk. You know that shirt I ordered for months? So there may not be tomorrow." Mayang upset and goiter. This is my in-laws who want to.

"Are you the one who changed?" Marini's sneaky expression. "So don't ask Ibuk, how? Pinter-pinter you use your money to make dapetin what he wants Ibuk."

"Bus ndak can not do it to me, I have good intentions to change the shirt, besides it is also the fault of Ibuk who asked me to cook first, rather than finishing nyuci." Mayang defended himself.

"Oh, dare you, yes!" Marini muntab, then took a dipper and dipped the laundry water mixed with soap, as fast as lightning he doused Mayang with the water. "See feel!"

Mayang was not ready with all that, so soapy water hit his eyes. The harshness of the creation of tears made Mayang's eyes hurt, "Oh .. pain!"

"Your crybaby. That's why don't you!"

Ferdi heard the sound of Mayang's screams, he rushed to find the source of the commotion. He was so surprised to see Mayang soaked and rubbed his eyes while continuing to complain. While Marini is still babbling.

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