SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

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Today my employees and I prepared Snack box pesenan Sinta for a lecture at his home.

Coincidentally, Udin's uncle, who was in charge of delivering a large number of cake orders, did not enter today because he was not feeling well.

So inevitably, I'm the one who has to deliver the order Snack box pesenan Sinta.

The clock is at two in the afternoon, all orders are finished and ready to be delivered.

This time I invited Reni to accompany me to deliver Snack box orders to Sinta's house.

Once everything is ready in the car, I get in. And Reni was also ready on the front bench beside me.

I drove the car at high speed, because the time was a bit short. The show starts at three, and it's two o'clock now.

"Be careful, ma'am." said Reni reminding me.

"Yes, Ren. The time has gone so far. Maybe later we will be homelinized by Sinta because it's late." I continue to focus on driving.

Starting from earlier my phone rang, I'm sure it must be Sinta who called me.

"Handphone from earlier reads, Mom. Didn't you pick up first?" asked Reni. Maybe he is also uncomfortable with the noise of a noisy mobile phone. Because I heard it too.

"Please get me my cell phone, Ren" I said as I turned my gaze to the black bag I had placed next to my seat.

Reni immediately took the phone in the bag I meant.

"Here, ma'am." he handed me a cell phone.

"Thank you, Ren." I took it by looking at Reni. Then refocus on the road ahead of me.

Right my guess, it turns out that the one who called me was Sinta.

"Hello, assalamualaikum Sin." I say hello.

"Waalaikumsalam, has the cake been this way Sarah?" asked Sinta. Maybe he's worried that the cake hasn't left.

"Prophey, this cake has arrived at a fork near your complex" I replied.

"Indeed, what are you Uncle Udin?," asked Sinta curiously.

"There is..,." I replied teasing Sinta.

"Ok then! whatever the cake comes is not too late." he replied.

Then Sinta hung up the phone after saying her regards.

"Please Ren, put it in the bag again!" I told Reni. And Reni immediately took the phone in my hand and immediately put it in the original bag.

The car has entered the Sinta housing complex. From here still not seen Reni's house. It is a little far from the entrance of the complex.

After passing through several houses neatly lined up. Now it has seen a house with a modern minimalist building that is snow white.

Seen from my current position, there is still no one who came. Soon I'll gas it, to get there first. Before the guests arrive.

And finally I arrived in front of the terrace of Sinta's house. Reni immediately lifted some large cardboard boxes into Sinta's house. I also helped Reni's work.

"Put where is this, Sin?," I asked Sinta who currently wears white and white pasmina as well.

"Put it here, Sar." Sinta pointed to a neatly arranged table with a white tablecloth with lace decoration.

Reni also arranged all the Snack boxes on the table that Sinta meant.

"The guest hasn't come yet, Sint?" I asked.

"No, Sar. How come you're the one who delivered, instead of you saying uncle Udin who interraced?," Sinta asked by arranging some dishes on the table.

"Uncle Udin is not in today, Sin. He is not feeling well." I replied by arranging some cakes on the plate for the guests' banquet.

"Actually I was lazy to come here, I mean not lazy with you. Lazy to meet." I continued while pointing to the front of Sinta's house.

"Hahaha, " Sinta replied with quite an echoing laugh and her laughing voice surprised me.

"Why should I laugh like that anyway?!," I said exasperatedly.

"Yes you're funny!. Oh, when's the day Damar's mother came here. Do you know what he is?" asked Sinta.

And I shook my head, because I didn't know.

"He borrowed money from me, Sar." continued Sinta.

"Initially, borrow five million. With the reason he needed money for capital Lidya opened a business. I don't know what?!." Sinta took a cake that had been arranged on the table and then he bit her.

"Trus you love to borrow?," I asked curiously, I turned my head to Sinta who was chewing a chocolate sponge, and I stopped my hand activities that were arranging cakes on a plate.

"No." she replied by shaking her head and her mouth kept chewing.

"I reasoned, if my savings are now exhausted because I have bought this house." continued Sinta with a step forward to leave me.

When I looked ahead it turned out that some of the neighbors near Sinta's house had arrived. And they shake hands with Sinta as the host here.

I finished putting the cookies on the plate, wanted to go inside immediately. To be unknown to my former neighbors, who are currently Sinta's neighbors.

I know them a little. However, when my body turns back and this leg will step. Suddenly someone called me.

"Sarah's sister, huh?" That voice I know her very well. This heart is a dilemma, I want to look at it and answer the greeting I am afraid. Afraid to come here because I still want to know about Damar's life. Whereas if I don't look and don't answer his greetings, I could be gossiping mothers as complex as this. Because I'm now turning arrogant.

And with bismillah, I decided to say hello back to the mother who called me that.

I turned to face the mother who called me.

"Thank God be good, sister Sarah. Sister Sarah herself how?" asked as she reached for my hand to shake hands.

"Duh, now Sarah's more beautiful huh. Long time ago we never met." he continued while holding my shoulder after his hand released my hand.

"Mom can, Please sit down Mom." I entertained Sinta's guests, and invited them to sit on the red carpet with very fine hair.

"Is Sarah still a brother to Sinta's mother?, how do you two know?," asked again in his speech style with other people.

"Yes, Mom. I'm still a cousin with Sinta." I said lie.

"Well, you guys are both beautiful." praise her to me and Sinta.

I immediately retreated, afraid that the neighbors would come more and more.

Reni and I waited in the dining room, and couldn't go home. Because my car is parked in Sinta's yard. If the car can get out, but Reni and I can't get out. Because there is no door behind that connects the kitchen and the yard.

If you want to get out, there is only one door. The front door is currently closed by the guests.

"So we're here until the show's over, ma'am?," Reni asked as she played the device.

Currently Reni is free to play her mobile phone at work hours because there is no work done. Our work is just waiting, waiting for this study to be over.

Guests have arrived and the show is starting soon. From the voice I heard, the recitation was led by Jamal's mother. The mother who greeted me, she used to be my friend every day when she went to the vegetable maker who used to hang out in front of her house.

After waiting for about an hour, the study was over. Now the guests enjoy the dishes that are available at the table.

There are those who directly eat core food, some are still eating cakes that are served on the plate. Not a few who eat fruits first.

"Well, this chocolate sponge is really good." said one of the mothers, who I don't know the person. I only heard his voice from the kitchen.

Because the one who is currently helping Sinta inside to entertain guests is Reni.

"Yes, Mom, that's delicious. It's me eating too." replied the other mother.

"This one is also delicious, Mom, you have to try it." replied the other.

"OOO... it's a roll sponge yes, Mom?," the voice said talking about my cakes is very clear.

And I am very grateful, if indeed my pastries are received on the tongue of many people.

"Mbak Sinta, these pastries are a message where?, they taste good and I like them. It fits perfectly on my tongue." this time it was Jamal who spoke, because his voice was familiar to my ears.

"That's Sarah's cake, ma'am." replied Sinta.

"Huh? Is it true that Sarah can make a cake like this?, great huh? Later if my grandson's circumcision event I want a message on Sarah's mother only. Later mbak Sinta give me her mobile number mbak Sarah yes.?.?," Ms. Jamal intends to order cake at my store.

Thank God, I say thank you. Because I think I'll never lie.

"Yes, Mom. You can, every day these cakes are also Redi loh Bu. Because now Sarah's opening a bakery." Well, Sinta is indeed the best deh, she is very good at promoting my cakes.

"Oh yes mbak Sinta?, wah so for example I want to be able to yes at any time buy?," asked Mrs Jamal.

"Later mbak Sinta send the address of his shop in Wa ku ya mbak." Continue to Mrs Jamal.

"Beres..," replied Sinta.

"Who made these cakes, Jamal?" asked her mother. The sound is faintly heard in my ears. Because his voice wasn't so loud.

"Sarah, Mum. Do you remember Sarah?" asked Jamal. His voice is very clear Bu Jamal because the volume of his voice is quite high.

"Who is Ma?" asked the mother again.

"Sarah that's Mom. Who used to be the daughter-in-law of Ms. Linda, who used to gossip she was kicked out of the house of Ms. Linda for cheating. But the fact that cheating turned out to be her own son, Ms. Linda, that is Damar." this time Ms. Jamal gossiped. Mrs Jamal in this complex is famous once she has bigos aka the culprit of gossip.

He must know the news that is going viral in the environment or outside this complex environment.

I occasionally peeked out of the kitchen, wanting to see the situation ahead. It turns out they are still busy eating the dishes presented at the table.

Then I again sat in the chair in the kitchen of Sinta's house.

"He, you know her daughter, Lady Linda? that's a loh that once failed to marry, because it turns out that her future husband was her friend's father?, now often come home at night and delivered the same om om loh." said the mothers I didn't see her face. Because he sat back against me.

It turns out that the once viral marriage is still etched clearly in the memories of the mothers in this complex.

"Oh yes Mom?!, I don't suudzon just yet. Who knows, it's just an online taxi. They don't have a car now, so if you go back and forth, you'll have to take an online taxi." Like her, this wise mother does not want to accuse people first before seeing the evidence.

"It could be Mom, but every time Lidya comes home she's drunk. Once one night, it happened that the AC at home was broken. Because it was so hot that my husband and I decided to go out. We sit on the porch of the house. And I accidentally saw Lidya get out of the car in the same bopong as a man our husband's age. And that made me and my husband shocked, when they got to the door they were both so" Tris' mother said as she fused the fingertips of the right hand with the fingertips of the left hand.

This time the mother who was a bongsor named Tris' mother who told the story. His house is next to Sinta's. So from the house of Tris' mother, can be seen clearly all the activities in the yard of the house mas Damar.

There are only rumors about the mothers of this complex if they have gathered.

I just shook my head, hopefully what they were gossiping about was not true. Although the Damar family is very bad to me, but there is a sense of pity if one of his family is on the wrong path.

Before the show magrib was finished, and the mothers of the complex say goodbye to Sinta as the host.

After there were no neighbors in Sinta's living room. I immediately came out of hiding.

"Yet you are inside?," ledek Sinta while cleaning up the garbage scattered on the carpet assisted by Reni.

"Actually I don't feel at home, but how else?" answered me, shrugging both shoulders.

I took care of the dirty dishes on the table to bring to the kitchen.

"She, Sarah. You just sit down, let me do it." said Sinta when she saw me lift the plate to the kitchen.

But Sinta's words I did not understand at all, I continued to help Sinta and Reni clean the house.