Silence of a Son-in-law

DSM-10

"Sir Ma! Ma'am!" 

I who was walking home after the market immediately turned my head when someone called. I saw, Sister Santi, living in the next village, walking hastily towards me.

"It's a good thing I met Mrs Ira here." The woman rubbed her chest. I who saw it just frowned because it was like seeing the relief felt by the woman. "There's something I want to talk about with Ira's mom." 

"What's up, Ma'am?" manya curious.

When Sister Santi pulled my hand towards the side of the road, I could only obey. It just so happened that our position was in the middle of the road and was blocking others. 

"Gini loh, Ma'am. I got a message from Ms. Mery, my employer, telling Ms. Ira to work at her house. Make me change because the day after tomorrow I want to go to the city for two months. About Ira's mom not ready?" Santi was so begging. In fact, I saw her gaze that made me feel bad if I had to refuse. 

"But I'm not sure it's allowed by my husband, Ma'am." Kudes*hkan breathing into the air roughly. 

"It can, Ma'am. Just tell me to replace me. After all, there Ira's mother did not stay, afternoon came home and came again at six in the morning" explained Santi. 

I was also more excited by the offer. Really, a very tempting offer. However, in my little heart I still felt very unsure that Mas Ashraf would agree. 

"Later I try to say with Mas Ashraf yes, Mom," I said. Can't make a decision yet. 

"Yes, Mother. Later if you can, just say me, Ma'am. Otherwise, tomorrow morning I'll play to Ira's mother's house." 

I just agree too. I went home because I had not cooked at all. Along the way, I kept thinking about the offer. In my heart, I pray that Mas Ashraf will give me permission to work. 

Tonight Ashraf came home early. His face looks very tired. Perhaps because this was the first day of work at the factory, Mas Ashraf was not used to it. I prepared the bath and waited impatiently. 

I need to ask permission right now. There is someone else who will replace Santi if I make a decision. 

"Mas, I have something to tell you," I began. When I saw Mas Ashraf who turned to me, my heart was pounding. There is worry and worry. 

"What." His voice sounded so loud that it made me more unsettled. 

I also told about my meeting with Santi's mother. Also the offer of the woman. I spoke with great pleading. I really hope that Mas Ashraf will agree with my proposal. I saw Mas Ashraf who was silent and like a person who was worried. 

My heart is not getting dirty either. Afraid that man would reject my proposal. In fact, when I saw him exhale roughly many times, it made me feel doubtful. 

"As far as you are. I forbid you to work, but you're very stubborn. If anyone else speaks badly of me. Some think I can't support you so don't blame me" said Mas Ashraf. 

"Good, Mas. If until there are people who talk like that then I will answer that this is not your order, but purely my desire," I said no less firmly. 

In the end, I was able to breathe a sigh of relief because I had already pocketed permission from Mas Ashraf to work. Really, I smiled to myself imagining living free of my mother-in-law. Even if only as a maid, but at least I do not have to spend twenty-four hours with my mother-in-law. 

My expectations are not high. I just want to be able to build an independent household and Mas Ashraf is not too indifferent to me.