SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

Not Wanting to Be Close Friends with Bianca

Today my employees and I are preparing cake orders that will be delivered by Uncle Udin.

"Mom, the phone is ringing." Mita came up to me with a cell phone.

"Thank you, yes Mit." I reached out to pick up the phone Mita gave me.

"Together, ma'am." replied Mita. And he went back to the store.

It turns out that after I saw the phone, it was a call from Bianca's number.

Inter lazy and pity to raise his call. Because I don't want to get too close to Bianca. Remembering the one who made my life and Kean suffer.

"Hello, assalamualaikum." I greeted him with a greeting. There's no heart if I ignore his call. Most importantly, I'm not going anywhere near her.

"Waalaikumsalam, Sarah can we meet?," Bianca directly to the point conveyed what she wanted.

"Why do you want to meet with me?, if to discuss about your household problems with mas Damar or anything related to mas Damar. You better give up your intention to meet me, because I don't want to." I said this time to make it clear, so that Bianca understood my intentions.

"Do you not want revenge on Damar and his family, Sar?" asked Bianca from behind the phone.

"For what reason did I repay him, without me replying to him, they already got the reply" I said.

"Hmm.. eee. It used to be because of me that you were living by Damar. And now I feel what you feel first." said Bianca, either she was really sorry or just playing a show to me. So I want to be invited to work together to take revenge on Mas Damar and his family.

"Can I see you now, Sar?" he asked again.

"Sorry, I can't. Especially today there is so much work to be done." I replied without further ado. The disgust in the life of Mas Damar and his minions is quite dominating my heart and mind at this time.

I closed the phone unilaterally, because this heart did not want to melt with the sad words that Bianca said to me.

I immediately finished my work, because after this I want to take Kean for a walk to the mall while visiting the branch outlet there.

The plan today was Sinta who picked me up. Before going to the mall, Sinta and I planned to see the house I wanted to buy.

Work is done, I'm setting up Kean. Bathing and dressing. Now that Kean's done, I'm left with the money to go into the bathroom to clean the body.

After everything was done, I played the phone while waiting for Sinta to come to pick me up.

Incoming message notification reads, I move the app immediately. Which I originally surfed in the Maya world. Now I switch my phone screen in the WhatsApp messaging app.

There's a message coming in from Mas Damar.

"What else is he!!," I snorted annoyedly.

"What direction are you going?, I want to meet you and Kean." The contents of the message sent by Mas Damar to me.

But I didn't reply to him, the message I only read without replying. I intentionally did that, so that mas Damar self-conscious. And don't expect me anymore.

Until now I have no intention to return to live with her again.

I'm sure now mas Damar saw a blue tick in his wa message because I read it. He'll call me soon.

It didn't hurt, just a few minutes ago I muttered in my heart. Now Damar's been calling me.

But I deliberately ignored his phone call, because today I want to be free from toxic humans like them.

Today I want this heart to be free and happy with my son.

After waiting for a long time, Sinta finally came. I called and texted Sinta several times to ask her when she would pick me up. But none of my calls were raised by him. Same with the messages I sent. He did not reply at all, let alone reply it seems like some of the messages I sent were not read by Sinta.

"Basar's bloated!," my own grumble.

Tin...

Tin...

Tin....

With a heart he played hit the horn, so as to make the customers in the store simultaneously turn towards his car.

When he realized what he was doing. Sinta just grinned the horse and glued both her palms. Which means he apologized to all my cake shop customers.

"What are you doing, Sint? it's been a long time, just until uh.. play a horn pitcher!!," I grumbled to Sinta, who was enjoying the music reggae he put now in his car.

"Hi hi hi, I forgot." he replied like there was no guilt at all.

I've been sitting in the front seat with Sinta. But Kean I was sitting on the car seat in my back seat.

I gave Kean a toy, so that Kean was comfortable and not fussy when sitting in the back during the trip.

"Where were we, Sar?" asked Sinta while turning on her car engine.

"To housing first, Sin. After that we go to the mall." I replied.

"Ok," said Sinta while lifting a round hand finger between the index curry and his thumb.

Now Sinta is traveling at medium speed, he is walking as much as I say. Because Sinta is still not very familiar with the area I mean.

Indeed, the area of the house I bought is still in the same city. But because Sinta had never been at all a road in this area, so he was still confused by the road he was going to pass.

I gave the road guide to Sinta who continued to focus on looking ahead.

"Well, we'll be there soon" I said.

"Well, Sar?" asked Sinta in disbelief.

"No, look." I pointed at the entrance gate of the people of the complex.

"Well, quite the housing elite here huh Sar?," murmured Sinta by looking forward to housing.

"Great you, Sar. Now you can afford to buy a luxurious house." continued Sinta.

And now Sinta's car entered the complex door. I have a message on my phone. Soon I opened, it turned out that the message from the developer who was waiting for me at home that I would see.

Sinta directs the car according to my instructions.

Now I've reached the house I mean. Sure enough there is a car parked in the front yard of the house.

Sinta and I carried Kean into the house.

In short, after I looked at all the contents of the house and negotiated the price issue. Eventually, this house became mine.

After the transaction was completed, Sinta and Kean headed to the mall. In keeping with my promise to Kean this morning before leaving.

Now is the time to please Kean to play in Timezone with satisfaction.

Arriving at the mall, I went to the branch outlet and met mbak Indah first, To see the production process. And thank God all this time the outlet never had any problems, although I rarely come here. Because I'm too busy taking care of the store at home.

While Kean has been brought by Sinta first to the children's game area. Because Kean can't wait for me who still wants to meet mbak Indah.

Now I walk alone to the children's game area in this mall.

Brake!!!!!!...

There was an old man who was hitting me. So that the shopping items he brought fell all.

"Oh. sorry-sorry." I said apologizing first, even though I didn't feel guilty at all. Because he's the one who hit me, I'm not the one who hit him.

I immediately picked up some paper bags that fell not far from my feet.

After I took the paper bag, there were about five paper bags that fell not far from the feet. I gave it to a man who was the same age as my father. Maybe because he's a rich man, so it doesn't look so wrinkled on his face. It's different with my dad.

I thrust the bag of groceries at him, then he took the bag by continuing to look at me. And that look made me very uncomfortable.

"Darling!! You seem to be here? I was confused looking for you from earlier." That voice was so familiar to my ears.

I immediately turned to the source of the voice that I thought was very familiar in my ear.

How shocked I was, it turned out to be true my guess. The voice that called out to the man who was the same age as the father who was currently in front of me was Lidya. Her only sister is Mas Damar.

"Lidya?!," I said in shock.

"Sarah's sister?!," can not be denied, Lidya also looks shocked when she saw me standing in front of her.

"Well, you're here, ma'am?! Intentionally you followed me?!," said Lidya with great carelessness and arrogance.

"Darling, you know him?" asked the man I was guessing was Lidya's gadun.

"Huh?! I know him?, oh...no dear." said Lidya to the old man. It seems he is not ashamed to call love to the man who deserves to be his father.

"But why does he seem to know you?" said the man, hugging Lidya's waist and occasionally tucking Lidya's shoulders, who is currently wearing sleeveless clothes.

Like the two people in front of me right now have no shame. Proudly showing affection in public.

"Yes obviously donk, honey. Nowadays many people who are nobody but claim to know and sometimes even confess that they are relatives" said Lidya while glancing at me with a disdainful look.

But I don't bother with what Lidya says. Of all Lidya's words, none of them managed to hurt my heart.

Even I'm so grateful that Lidya doesn't recognize me as someone she knows. Because I don't have to be ashamed of people who see Lidya acting shameless in front of and in public places.

To be honest, the two of them are currently the center of attention of mall visitors who walk by beside them standing.

"I think you've repented of what you did after something big happened to you back then. But in fact, right now you are becoming. May Allah open your direction immediately to you both." I said softly, but I said very clearly. So that Lidya can digest every word I say.

After I spoke, I stepped out leaving them both.

"Wait!!, what do you mean mbak?!!, Remember!!! don't bring God's name here. Because God has never been fair in my life!!" said Lidya very loudly.

I ignored Lidya's words, I continued to step away from her.

It is not God who is unjust, but it is man who cannot be grateful for the decree that God has given him.

As I stepped up, I deliberately stopped and tried to look back, finding out where Lidya was. But it turns out Lidya and her madam have left the place.

Then I went back to my original goal, which was to approach Kean who was playing in Timezone.

Seen from a distance, Kean was very happy. He laughed while playing motorcycle racing with Sinta.

"Hay, baby. You're happy?," I asked Kean who was still laughing loudly with Sinta.

"Ean happy mom. Ean vinegar dicini, Ean does not want to repeat." Kean replied with the innocence of a baby who has not even three years.

"Okay baby, we go home when Kean is satisfied playing around" I said to Kean as I hugged his small body.

"Now Kean is playing again, but remember that playing must be careful. Okay?" I continued.

"Das, amma..." Kean also ran towards the toy that he liked, That is motor racing. He often sees MotoGP on television. Sinta followed Kean who was running away from me.

I also walked slowly behind them. This heart is so calm and peaceful when I see my only child as happy as he is today.

I sat back and waited for Kean who was playing.

Sinta also caught up with me, and immediately sat down beside me.

"You know who I met?" said Sinta to play guess with me.

"Who?" I asked back. I actually know who Sinta meant. But I try to pretend I don't know.

"Ah.. You're not fun, Sar!!. Guess donk!," grumbled Sinta.

"Yes, I don't know. I'm not a shaman." I replied with a laugh. Because it's funny to see Sinta's expression that looks upset because my answer is not satisfactory.

"It doesn't have to be a shaman, either, Sar. Just guess who you think you are!!," replied Sinta with a sewot.

"There's no such thing, now you're telling me. Who did you meet??,"

"Males ah.. You are not fun." replied Sinta with a ketus.

Sinta's attitude like this, makes me want to laugh more.

"Amma.amma... Ean lapal." Kean ran towards me who was sitting with Sinta.

"Kean's hungry? Kean playing already?," I asked.

"Ean played with amma. Ean Lapal's bitch." Kean replied as he stroked his stomach.

"If so, let's find a meal." take Sinta.

Without many words and questions, Kean immediately asked Sinta for a sling.

Sinta and Kean are very close, Sinta looks very dear to Kean. Although he had never had children, but he was very flexible to serve Kean who sometimes fussy because his request was not immediately obeyed.