SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS
Turning the Facts



"Condition? what condition?" he asked with a confused face.


"Calculate the living you have given me and then mention the nominal" I said again by folding my hands on the stomach.


And behind me came the whispers of the audience who accidentally came without being invited. A few pairs of eyes still looked at the two of us.


An idea crossed my mind. To make Mas Damar deterred, I'm sure this idea is a perfect fit for him.


"Replace all the money I used to give you five billion" he said very firmly. And I'm sure many pairs of ears heard his words.


Wow a pretty fantastic nominal for me, compared to what he had given me just now.


I deliberately spread my gaze, to the people who still see us both.


not a few are clucking in wonder, and not a few are whispering to their friends. I who saw that smiled with satisfaction.


Satisfied because here mas Damar has managed to embarrass himself.


"Well, what kind of a man is that? how can the living money be asked back," said one middle-aged woman, who wears a cream-colored tunic with pasmina that is in line with her clothes.


"Well, how come there is a man who drops his pride by behaving like that. What a shame I am as a man." said a father who seemed to come with his business colleagues. Because judging from his appearance he was like an office person.


And there are many other negative comments that are thrown at Mas Damar. And I purposely smiled mockingly at him. There is a sense of satisfaction when he saw he was cornered by the spicy comments from the visitors of this cafe.


"Bad you, Sarah!! You're embarrassing me here. Now also pay all my money five billion cash!!," this time the sound is very slow but full of emphasis.


"I will pay all the money in cash, but on one condition" I said firmly.


"Say, what's the condition?" he asked.


And it seems that visitors to this cafe are still loyal to watch this show. Because it was embarrassed, yes it has been continued.


"You give me back my old time, which I spent caring for and serving you, the time I spent accompanying you, the time I spent cleaning and cooking was you and your family."


"And one more thing, give me back my virginity like before you married me. After all you return, now also five billion money will I transfer to your account" I said by pointing at his face mas Damar at the end of the sentence.


"Well, that's right. Now you have to give back the wasted time for taking care of you" said one mother who had curls with a rather bulging body.


There was a simple noise in this cafe.


Nowadays the atmosphere of the cafe is not like a cafe for drinking coffee, eating, meeting business partners or just relaxing to unwind.


But the atmosphere is now like the atmosphere of the presidential debate and vice president only. I heard a noise from the supporters.


"Where can I turn back the time, anyways it has become your duty as a wife to serve the husband" he said lightly.


Trus, do you think that supporting the wife is not the duty of the husband?


For a long time I could go crazy if I continue serving Mas Damar.


"Do you think that supporting the wife is not the duty of the husband?!," said another mother. Well, it fits. This statement represents my current thoughts. There's a good thing, there's an audience here. So I don't have to be tired of explaining things like this to this bod*h Damar.


"You guys stay quiet!!!! Don't interfere with my problems. Because you don't know what the real story is!!. Just so you know, why do I demand that the money I give him to be returned?, because he was, when I was my wife. He cheated on me and sold some of my family's assets, without my knowledge!. So without thinking, I immediately divorced her. Because I do not want to marry a woman who likes to cheat!!!," he said to cafe visitors who are still loyal to watch our quarrel.


He could have turned the facts around, and his words this time managed to embarrass me.


Because I believe, people who do not understand my way of life before, while still a wife mas Damar. They will believe his words.


Now I started to hear voices that cornered me a little.


"Bad you, mas!!! You're embarrassing me here." I said in my heart as these eyes stared at Damar's face. And mas Damar returned my gaze with a triumphant smile. I clenched my hand, eager to punch him in the face.


But I have to be able to put it down, because if I'm wrong in one action. Can point out that what is alleged by mas Damar is true.


"Your content, mas!," I said slowly while looking into the eyes of Mas Damar.


"Remember ya!! Our business is not finished!!!," he stood up and left me here.


This heart was very furious by the words of Mas Damar who had humiliated me.


But why should I be ashamed? I never did what Damar said.


So I don't think I need to listen to these people.


I left the cafe after paying for the drink I ordered.


"Sara...!,"


"Like the voice of Sinta?." I murmured softly.


I immediately searched for the source of the sound. And sure enough, it turned out that Sinta was calling me. And he was in the seat on the far right I was sitting with mas Damar earlier.


Sinta ran to me, who was already on the doorstep of the cafe.


"I don't think you're coming, Sin?!" I said as I continued walking out into the car park.


"Yes I came, friend's time asked to be accompanied I do not want. Obviously it's not me." replied Sinta who walked beside me.


"Where's your car?" asked me as I spread my gaze looking for Sinta's parked car.


"I didn't bring a car, Sar. I took an online taxi. Abis her tired abis nyetir earlier." her grumbling.


"I'm sorry my bestie, because I'm having a rest you're disturbed" I said with a smile teasing Sinta.


"Yuk, you I'll take you!!," I said. I opened the front car door for Sinta.


"Please enter the princess..," I said to Sinta. And Sinta came in with a chuckle. I'm also getting in on the driver's side.


The plan wanted to directly deliver Sinta back to her contract, but I had not had time to bend the steering wheel. Sinta took me somewhere.


"Where are we going, Sin?" I asked with concentration on holding the steering wheel.


"So follow my directions." replied Sinta while chewing the snack in the car.