SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

Satisfied With Spicy Words

Finally arrived in front of the house of the mother of Bima, seen the door of the house wide open. And there was one car parked in front of his mother's house in Bima. Maybe it was the car of one of Bima's big brothers.

I tried to ease my groggy feeling, because this was the first time I met with the brothers and sisters Bima.

"Assalamualaikum," said mas Bima as he continued to walk into the house.

Seen in the living room had gathered several people there. Mas Bima was immediately scattered to his brothers who were joking and moving laughter.

Bima died and I was still standing at the door. Looks like Bima forgot not to invite me in.

"Bim, where's your wife?" asked a man, who was named Mas Awan. Big brother mas Bima, because of his facial posture there are some similarities.

"Who? oh.that's mas." replied mas Bima. The first look he was shocked because there was no me behind him. Then he looked at the door, where I was standing.

"Tell your wife to come in! Wanna see when to stand there!" said a woman with a tray containing several cups of coffee. Well if this is me, this is the mother of Bima.

"Let's go in, Sarah!, why are you standing there." bima waved at me.

I entered by leading Kean, and immediately went to my mother. To shake hands and kiss the back of his hand.

"Assalamualaikum, Mum. How's mom doing?" I asked immediately I took mom's hand and kissed her back.

"Well, as you can see right now" he said with a flat face.

"Alhamdulillah. This is Ma'am, Sarah there is a little souvenir." I said by presenting a paper bag containing cakes that I took at the store.

Because I deliberately took a bit more, so that no less when shared for the neighbors.

Fortunately, there were only a few neighbors whose houses were open. So I can bring more cake for her mom Bima.

"OOO... This is a cake that is sold at your place of work?," asked her mother mas Bima.

"Yes, Mom. I hope you like it." I replied with a sweet smile to my mother-in-law.

"But this isn't the leftover cake yesterday, is it?, isn't it bad to think. Your name is an employee there, who knows if you can get a cheap price, you buy it the rest of yesterday." said my mother-in-law very sharp.

"Sorry Mom, these are fresh pastries. Because in my shop, uh he means in the store where I work. Every day is always the production of cakes that will be sold that day. And thank God all this time, there was never a rest of yesterday sold again in the store where I work." I said a little firmly. Because of my past experience, if I am weak I will be further oppressed.

"It's your wits, because you're an employee there" he said with soft lips. Then Bima's mother went inside probably want to put a tray that he brought.

Wow.. I seem to smell dislike for me at this house.

From the gaze and speech of his mother Bima mas already very legible in my brain.

I should be able to take care of myself, don't the same thing happen again to me. I must be able to be firm so as not to be oppressed.

"Sarah, here!! Acquaintances used to be the same as Ambar and Awan mas." call Bima mas while waving his hand at me.

"Kok seems very fun to talk to mom?," continued Bima.

"What?!! Fun said Bima?!! Did he not hear what his mother said to me?!," I murmured inwardly. Maybe Bima mas did not hear the words of his mother was so fun chatting with his brothers.

I immediately walked towards Bima mas who was sitting on the sofa with his brothers.

"Include, baby! this is my oldest brother Ambar and this is my husband's teguh mas" said mas Bima and I immediately thrust my hand to shake hands with mbak Ambar.

"Sarah.." I told Ambar to introduce myself.

"You know!" replied Ambar cynically, in a voice so slow that people around him would not hear.

"O...this is your wife Bim?, who works as a bakery employee?," Ambar suddenly said in a rather loud voice.

"Yes, ma'am." Answer to Bima.

"Gee, it's lucky that you married my sister. You should be grateful, for being married to my sister, your degree is lifted." said Ambar as he glanced at me.

"How much is my store employee's salary?" he continued.

"What if I'm just a bakery employee? is something wrong? it's also halal work." I said.

"Yes, baby, now you introduce yourself to Teguh mas" said mas Bima, who tried to calm me.

What did Ambar mean to say that? But why did Bima stay silent when Ambar talked to me like that?

Mas Bima was just trying to calm me down, but did not want to reprimand his older sister. What is very clear is that Ambar's speech is very painful.

Or maybe Bima mas do not want any commotion between us, especially this is the first time I gathered in the Bima family.

Then Mas Teguh husband mbak Ambar thrust his hand to shake hands with me. But I intentionally didn't reach him. I just cupped both palms.

With a little embarrassment, Teguh pulled his hand again.

"Sok holy!!!" said Ambar again, right beside me. And again he did very well, so that the people around him did not hear what he said.

If I were to refute his current rebuttal, obviously I would lose. This is the first time I've ever come and met my husband's family.

So as much as possible I want to make a good impression on them.

"Well if this one is a cloud and mbak Veni." mas Bima pointed towards a married couple.

What is very visible is the wife of this Awan mas makeup is very menor with red pepper lipstick and that makes me fail to focus.

On his left right wrist, there were several gold bracelets. The right one has about twenty pieces of rattling bracelet. It looks a lot like an Indian actress.

While on the left there are three centimeter chain model bracelets that are about two centimeters wide. It's like a walking jewelry store. In my opinion, there is no glamour at all. There are also some that look tacky!!

"Mbak, I'm Sarah." I put my hand on Veni's mother, but Veni didn't immediately welcome my hand. It was like looking disgusted at my hands. Perhaps by force, he just glimpsed his palm onto my palm. Then he sat back beside the cloud.

Then in the cloud I did not shake hands, just cupped my palms together, as I did in Teguh mas.

"When did we start eating it?!, my stomach was already hungry!!! Waiting for the newlyweds a long time did not come!," said Mbak Ambar while glancing at me. Then he stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

I saw Bima mas very happy while chatting with his brothers.

"I want to be independent, Mom. Moreover, my wife asked us to stay apart with mother." mas Bima reasoned.

Actually, there are many reasons that can be said by Bima. I don't have to be the reason, even though it's true that I asked for it.

"Let's eat." Bima's mother came out with her mouth full of food.

"Come, Sarah!," ask Bima.

I walked behind Mas Bima and was followed by mas Awan and mbak Veni. But from the back someone deliberately nudged me. It turned out that Veni walked ahead of me and purposely nudged my arm.

I breathed violently, but still I had to be able to hold back my emotions.

"Here's Veni, you sit here" said Bima's mother while preparing a chair for the Awan's wife.

"Thank you, ma'am." said Veni with a smile.

Then I sat on the chair that had been provided by Mas Bima. I sat next to Bima. While mom sat flanked by me and mbak Veni.

"Ven, I deliberately cooked your favorite roasted chicken" said the mother while lifting the plate containing the roasted chicken, and took it one piece to mbak Veni.

"Later if less, you just say the same mother. Let me get it." continued his mother mas Bima talk with mbak Veni.

"Thank you Mom, you know my favorite food" Veni said, glancing at me.

"Bim, this is for you. You have to eat a lot, so strong if you work. There will be children of people who you have to live." said the mother of Bima mas while putting a piece of roasted chicken on the Bima mas plate. And just like her purposely her hand passed my plate. By glancing towards me.

"What does that mean, by supporting people's children?," I murmured inwardly.

"Lagian Bima, looking for a wife who already has children. Even if Bima wants, Bima can still get a girl." said Ambar.

"Ih, Mbak Ambar can do it." replied Bima with a smile.

Why did Bima answer like that?, he seemed happy if he said he could get a girl. While beside her there was me who was legally his wife.

Bima should have defended me, because Ambar's words succeeded in hurting this heart. But mas Bima even laughed when his older sister said that.

The stomach that began earlier was very hungry, suddenly felt full. Not full because of food, but full with spicy mouth mbak Ambar speech.

"You're done eating, baby?" asked Bima.

"Here you go." I answered briefly.

"Not spent?" he asked again.

"It's full." I put a spoon and fork on the plate that still had the rest of the rice and side dishes.

"Well, my cooking is not good?" chirped Bima's mother while glancing at my plate.

"Who said it, Mom? Look at my run out." said Mbak Ambar while lifting his plate to show his mother.

"And look, Veni is also very greedy to eat her." continued Ambar her eyes pointed to Veni's mother-in-law who was beside her mother-in-law.

"Yes, Mom. Veni likes to cook with mother's cooking, mother's cooking is not two." replied Veni while licking his finger which is still left roasted chicken seasoning.

"I like that my son and daughter-in-law like my cooking" said Bima's mother as she glanced at me.

"Your tongue can't lie with good food. Different again if the tongues kampungan!," looks like the mother Bima glanced at me again.

I also immediately stood up regardless of their words. I walked into the kitchen with my old plate.

Plan my used dishes then I'll wash them.

"Sarah, where are you going?" asked Bima.

"You put the dishes in the kitchen, mas." I replied.

"These are all my titips, baby." said mas Bima while thrusting his plate.

"I also tipped ya?!," mbak Veni with his weak words gurgled thrusting a used plate he used to eat.

"Well then, all you wash." said Ambar, by putting some dirty dishes on the plate that was in my hand.

"Huh?? You mean all this I'm holy?" I asked reflex.

"Well, isn't that your job every day at work?!" led Veni with a contemptuous smile at me.

"Hahaha it's also you, Ven. Why does he seem so surprised to do that? even though it has become his job every day." said Ambar with a made-up laugh.

"If you want to be a good son-in-law and one you can be proud of. Do it now!," said my mother-in-law aka her mother Bima.

"But right." I said stopped.

"Did you love, just do the dishes right?, I think you can do that." Bima cut my words.

Honestly, this time I was very upset with Bima. He could have humbled his wife in front of his family.

Without a second thought, I went into the kitchen and I put a dirty plate in the sink. I intentionally didn't wash it.

"Here I am also a daughter-in-law, but why am I the only one who was told to do the dishes?, it's delicious!!," I murmured softly.

As I washed my hands, I circulated my gaze throughout this corner of the kitchen.

And. to my surprise, I saw the paper bag wrapping the cookies I brought were in the trash.

There was a suspicious feeling, afraid that the cake I gave was thrown in the trash.

Then I took the bag out of the trash. But apparently, in the bag is only left plastic used cake wraps.

"Basar hypocrite!!, while accepting just pretend not to like by accusing the leftover cake yesterday. Uh it turns out they're all on the hook. Pantesan only mother Bima was out with a mouth full of food. It turned out that inside the mouth were pastries that they accused of leftover pastries yesterday." I spoke to myself in the kitchen, indeed because I was very upset by their behavior to me.