SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

Dream Son-in-law

I immediately came out of the kitchen, I left the dishwasher piled up in the sink.

I walked back to the dinner table, but there was no one at all.

There was laughter coming from the living room. "Oo.. it turns out they have moved places in the guest room." said I.

I walked to the living room, I meant to go and talk to them.

"Dad,, dad,, Kean's hungry. Kean wants to eat." heard from behind the partition divider, Kean was asking to eat at Bima mas.

Immediately I stopped my footsteps, I deliberately kept quiet and hid behind the partition of this room. Want to know what Bima will do to Kean.

"Bim, it looks like your son is hungry!," said Mas Teguh.

Coincidentally when I had a meal together earlier, Kean refused. He said he was still full, because on the way here Kean spent three pieces of cake. Then he played his own phone.

"Well are you hungry?" ask Bima to Kean.

Seen Kean nods his head to answer the question Bima mas.

"Okay, let's go get it." Bima stood up from her seat.

"But!! Why bother you, Bim!!! Just let him starve!!. After all he is not your own child!!," said the mother-in-law aka his mother Bima while looking cynically at Kean.

Actually this emotion has risen to the crown, but I am still trying to be patient and relaxed.

There is still curiosity about their treatment of my son. Especially in Bima when I was not there.

"Mom, that can't be. Kean is also my son." said Bima mas defending Kean, "Lagian Kean is also a child, kasian him." continued Bima while lifting Kean's body and placed in his lap.

"You're a very considerate child!!, but not to your own child!!," mother's face looks very angry with the words spoken by mas Bima.

"Mother, donk already. We're not talking about this, are we?, it's not good that Sarah heard. Who doesn't pay attention to the princess? Me and Sarah love Kean and Princess." replied Bima in a soft voice. Maybe he didn't dare talk to his mother.

"If you are concerned with the Princess, you must ask where Princess is!!, because from that time the Princess is not here!," said the mother of Bima.

"Yes, where's the Princess? Bima how not to see Putri Daritadi?, was not it after school my daughter brought here?," asked Bima.

When we arrived, we did not see the princess at all. But maybe because Bima busy chatting with his brothers, he forgot to ask the Princess.

"No?!!!! You only love other people's children, while the children themselves are wasted." ketus mas Bima. "That's my great grandson," continued Bima's mother with a sad face.

"It's not so, Mom. Bima preoccupation with chatting with the clouds. Tau myself and I Awan rarely met." bima mas bima argue.

"Where is the Princess now? how could I not see it?" asked Bima.

"He's playing outside" replied the mother tightly.

"It's night Mom, why is it allowed to play outside?" asked Bima.

"Yes leave it, pity him. Less affection than you!!!,"

"Dad....," suddenly the Princess came from outside, she immediately scattered herself on the Bima mas who was holding Kean. "

"Where are you, Put?" asked Bima.

"From playing at Rena's house, well," replied the Princess as she circulated her gaze throughout the living room.

Get off the deck!!!, this is my father!!, not your father!!," said the Princess curiously as her hands pushed Kean's body down from his father's lap.

"Daughter, don't be rude donk! Kasian sister." said mas Bima.

"Dam!! you are so rude with that Princess??, that Princess is your biological child, Bim! And who is he? it's nobody you are!! So what should be the attention of the Princess is not on her!!," Bima's mother said standing up and shaking her waist.

"Kean down first yes," persuaded Bima while lowering Kean from his lap.

Then Bima raised the body of the Princess and held her. I purposely saw the Princess mocking Kean by sticking out her tongue

"Dad... Kean is hungry." said Kean while pulling Bima's mas shirt.

"He, if you're hungry don't ask my father!," the Princess snapped to Kean.

"Yes, if you are hungry do not eat here!!!, this is not your house!!," said the mother of Bima.

"Part of you Bim, looking for a wife who already has children. Where he was just a bakery employee." said Ambar.

"If you find a wife, like your mas. Look mad Veni, an educated person and obviously he was from birth has lived a good life." said the mother of Bima mas proudly pointed Veni mbak.

And what makes me more amused, when Veni mbak smile when proud of Bima's mother.

"Some of you have just been married two days, really nurut Bim with your wife?!," said Mas Awan.

"Newly married two days, the wife asked not to stay with in-laws, you immediately bought her a house. You should be able to arrange your money, do not be too resigned to your wife. Maybe your own child will get nothing." this time the clouds speak up. I thought I was a different person from my sister and mother, but even though he was a man, he was the same as a woman. Her lips love the hair.

"It's okay, ma'am. Not to make a wife happy is the duty of the husband?" said mas Bima.

But my question is, why did Bima not explain that the house was not he who bought but me.

From the words of Bima mas, impressed he covered up the origin of the house that we currently occupy.

Yeah, we'll see. I want to know what Bima planned, so he does not want to be open about the house we occupy.

"Dad... Kean was hungry!," Again, Kean whined for food. But Bima did not pemubrisnya.

"Ehem..Ehem...," I cleared my throat while coming out of hiding. Maybe it's time for me to come out, because I can't bear to see the starving Kean.

"Sarah?!," Bima looked at me with a face of shock and confusion. Maybe he was afraid that I would hear everything they were talking about.

But when I looked at Mba Veni, he smiled sinisterly at me. I don't know what he means, I don't know either.

"Kean's hungry, son?" I asked.

Kean replied with a nod of his head.

"Dad, Princess hungry..," whined Princess at Bima mas.

"Oh, granddaughter hungry grandmother?," asked Bima's mother in a voice that greatly spoiled the Princess. There is nothing wrong with her grandson's daughter.

"Come, Grandma get it." take Bima's mother, then she stands towards the dining table and followed by the Princess.

"Kean, get it inside Sarah. Let the night be with the Princess." said mas Bima.

"Why go home?, why not just eat here?!, mom is cooking anyway." asked Bima.

"Mom cooks only for her grandchildren, not for my children" I replied.

"If you still don't want to go home, let me go home first" I said with Kean's body raised.

"You want to go home alone?, what ride?" asked Bima.

"Taxi ride online." I answered briefly.

"But.....,"

"Udah is Bim, let your wife go home alone. Let him be independent, we rarely get together like this. If your wife comes together here, she'll be scared. Because we are not mentally strong to hear what we are talking about. As soon as he was just a bakery waiter." chirps mbak Ambar cut Bima's mas sayings.

"You sure you want to go home alone?, I'm not good with Awan, mbak Veni, mbak Ambar and mas Teguh if I quickly go home" said mas Bima.

"Yes rest assured. Why not be sure?" I pulled out my phone from my bag and ordered a taxi online.

"Saraaaaah!!!," from inside the kitchen came the sound of her mother screaming Bima mas.

I'm not surprised, maybe now his mother mas Bima knows that the dirty dishwasher is just me stacked in the sink.

"Saraaaaah!!!," her mother Mas Bima walked out of the kitchen towards the living room. Where I'm still standing here.

"Sarah!!, what do you mean by putting all those dirty dishes in the sink?!, why aren't you washing those dirty dishes?!," asked his mother Bima with a handsome waist and a face full of emotional gazes.

"Well, why should I wash it, Mom? What am I?" asked me casually. Because even a little bit of my emotions are not provoked, when his mother Bima yells to call me and look at me like a lion that will pounce on its prey.

"And you're the daughter-in-law of this house!!, a daughter-in-law should help with all her in-laws' work. Not like this, all the dirty dishes are piled up in the sink. Supposedly as a good daughter-in-law, the dirty dishes were washed. Not just put!!!," snapped Bima's mother, who managed to make Kean frightened by his snapping sound.

"Aren't you mother's daughter-in-law, not just me?!," this time I deliberately glanced at Veni, who from earlier just laughed at me.

"You mean me?" this time Veni spoke up.

"Who should be the daughter-in-law here?" I asked.

"If you envy Cloud's wife, you're wrong. Because you and Awan's wife are very different castes. You must have seen it right, from the way you dress very different!!!" said the mother of Bima.

"Look, the jewelry that Cloud's wife wears. From there I am sure you can think. And look at yours, I'm not sure if it's real gold jewelry." Bima's mother became more and more so with her words.

"And one more, Cloud's wife was rich from childhood. So for dishwashing business in not good. Unlike you, you come from the village and in this city become a shopkeeper, so such a job has become your expert." said his mother Bima mas increasingly hurt me.

Tin!!

Tin!!

Tin!!...

"Sorry, Mom. Please wash yourself!!," I said as I walked out when the online taxi I ordered had arrived.

"Bima!!, look at your wife's attitude towards me!!," mother's words rang out from outside as I walked into the taxi online.

"Sarah..wait...!!," Bima dashed out calling me. But deliberately I did not pay attention to it, immediately I told the taxi driver to turn on his engine and immediately leave this place.

There was a feeling of disappointment in Bima mas, because he just kept silent to see me in such contempt. There is no defense that Bima did to me.

What I regret, mas Bima did not speak frankly about the origin of the house we live in now.

My phone rang, I took it from the bag. It turned out that Bima was calling me. But I didn't lift it. It feels annoyed and lazy to talk to Bima mas. Surely at the very end he will defend his parents.

My phone kept ringing many times, but I still didn't pick it up.

"Amma, hp amma sound. Why don't you get picked up, ma?" asked Kean.

"Later lifted up, when we get home" I said to give an excuse to Kean.

"Kean. what do you want to eat, son?" I asked.

"Chicken crispy use sauce sambal ya ma." said Kean.

It was Kean's favorite food. Kean can add rice many times if you eat using crispy chicken which is in accordance with the sauce sambal.

"Okay baby." answered me, holding up my two thumbs.

"Pak will stop in front. At the crispy chicken shop." I told the driver.

"Okay, ma'am." she replied briefly.

Then the taxi stopped in front of the famous crispy chicken outlet in this city.

"Kean wants his rice two packs yes, amma." Kean requested the rice by lifting his two fingers.

"Aprepared boss.what the heck is not for his son Amma Sholeh this." I said while pinching his nose.

Then I ordered three crispy chickens and three rice. And Kean's two favorite sweet iced teas. Here I eat too, my stomach is hungry too. Because it was out fighting with his mother Bima mas. Kean was so good at eating his favorite food.

"Ma, Kean likes this chicken" Kean said by putting rice in his mouth.

"Oh yeah?, amma also likes it, if Kean eats her voraciously." I said.

Kean continued to include his mouth food, until two servings of rice were eaten.

"Alhamdulillah, Kean is full of amma." said Kean as he held his stomach.

After we were full, we both went home in the taxi I ordered.

Arriving at home, it turns out that Bima and Putri have not come. Fortunately, I always carry a spare key, so I don't have to wait for Bima outside the house.

"Amma, Kean is sleepy. Kean bobok first ma." Kean walked into his room.

"Honey, pray first, gih!," my order.

"But, Kean sleeps with amma..," whined Kean.

"Come on, kid. Pray first!,"

"Yes, ma!," Kean replied with compulsion.