SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

The First Lent of Mas Bima

"Kayla..!, where are you?" Veni called and searched for Kayla's whereabouts.

I also searched through my eyes. How shocked I was, it turned out Kayla was sitting next to Kean while eating ice cream.

"Oh, there will be a great war" I murmured.

"Kayla!!!," Veni's eyes glared as he learned what Kayla and Kean were doing.

I had to get ready, afraid something might happen that I didn't want to do with Kean.

I have to be a shield, for my son. Because my son is innocent.

"Why are you so close to him?!," Veni walked over to Kean and Kayla who were sitting next to each other for ice cream.

"But Kean isn't evil, mom. Kean is good, here's a look. Kayla is given ice cream." answered Kayla innocently while lifting her ice cream at the show to her mommy.

"He, you can't eat ice cream, Kay." said Veni, like looking for fault with Kean.

"He you!!! From now on you don't approach Kay!!! Who told you to give Kay ice cream?, remember if anything happened to Kay, you're in charge!!," Veni yelled at Kean.

"Sir, can't you talk slowly to a child? this kid's still sitting on the bench TK loh. In part why the hell did Veni not like my son?, what did my son do to your son, mbak?!," I asked furious with what Veni did to Kean.

"You should as his mother should be able to properly educate your child!!, play ice cream on people's children!!," he said.

"But it's not Kean who loves you, mommy. But Kay asked." Kay's confession made an instant face red Veni. Maybe he was embarrassed because many eyes were staring at him.

"Let's go home!!!," Veni was speechless, then he held Kayla's hand and walked out.

I went back to the employee who served me. And Kean is still sitting sweetly in the chair that has been provided for the visitors.

After all the deals were done, I booked a taxi online. While waiting for an online taxi to arrive, I sat down to accompany Kean who was enjoying ice cream.

"Ma, why the hell is Kay's mom talking so rudely?" asked Kean with a plain face.

"Because mami Kay is angry. He was angry because his son was not next to him." I replied.

"But I've met you, amma. How come Kean is being so angry i?," he asked again.

"Because Kean gave Kay ice cream" I replied.

"But pity Kay, amma. Kay asked Kean for ice cream. Kean is not bad for Kay. Tap Kean's being angered." Kean was singing his lips, maybe he was also upset by Veni's attitude towards Kean.

"That's because Kay's mom loves Kay. Afraid of her child why would she eat ice cream. But Kay told her mom that she asked Kean for ice cream. It wasn't Kean who gave the ice cream. So Kean is not wrong." I said while stroking Kean's black and gray hair.

"Now amma's son smiles donk, can not frown so." persuaded me.

"Yes, amma." Kean replied with a smile and his face was cheerful as before.

The taxi I ordered came, Kean and I went straight up. Right now we are heading straight to the Bima mas shop.

Mas Bima today asked to be picked up, because his car is at his mother's house.

"Where are we going, amma?, this is not the way to our house." asked Kean.

"We'll pick up dad at the store first, baby." I replied.

"Oooo." Kean cheered while pulling out his toy inside the school bag.

"Will the school have toys?" I asked. Because unbeknownst to me, Kean put his toys in his school bag.

"Yes, amma." she replied, grinning the horse.

"Next time it can't be like that, son. Later in the same table Mom teacher, if the school bring toys." I advised Kean subtly according to his age. I am still very small if in nasehati by the way in snapped.

"Yes, amma. Sorry Kean, Abis Kean is bored when Kean's friends are home" he said.

"Yes, amma understands, son. But it can't be done." I said.

"Kean promises will not repeat it again, amma." said Kean as he lifted his two fingers.

Until it was in front of the Bima mas shop. At the moment the shop was deserted, there were only two people who were shopping.

From inside the taxi, it looks like Bima mas is sitting at the cashier table while playing mobile phone.

He didn't see the taxi I was riding in front of his shop.

He seemed to be playing with his phone and smiling to himself.

"What's up, mas? it seems so fun. Until my greeting is not answered." I said as I walked towards him sitting down.

"Sarah?!," Bima was surprised to see my arrival, he immediately turned off his cellphone and immediately stood up and walked towards me.

"When did you come? how come you're not nervous?" she asked nervously.

"Must, you don't see if I come? Mas Bima again fun to play mobile phone anyway." I said.

"Mas again chat'an with college friends mas first." he replied, this time looks calmer. It may be true what he said.

"Dad, let's play robot with Kean." Kean ran towards Bima. And immediately scattered his body in the arms of Bima mas.

"Was Kean bringing a robot?" asked Bima.

"Yes dad. Come play with Kean!," take Kean.

"Now Kean is sitting here, after my father spoke with amma we play together" said mas Bima while taking Kean to sit on the floor mat.

Kean followed what was said by Bima. Kean was very obedient to Bima. Kean looks happy when with Bima.

Maybe Kean's heart is very happy, finally he has the figure of a father. And he feels the affection of a father, even if only a connecting father is not a real father.

"What do you want to drink, baby?" asked Bima to me as she walked to the fridge with soft drinks.

"What a mas, the important thing is not the sparkling." answered me while sitting in the chair that was there.

"Here, drink" said Mas Bima while offering a can of soft drinks that have been opened.

"Thank you, mas." I said.

Glacier!!

Glacier!!

Glacier!!

The drink that was given Bima mas, I immediately drank. Because my throat feels so dry.

"Darling, wait here. There are people, Bima mas want to serve first." pamit mas Bima. Because it was late afternoon and five employees of Bima Mas have gone home.

Bima Mas grocery store is quite crowded, so its employees must be a lot. To serve customers well.

I waited for Bima while playing my device. I opened Facebook to eliminate burnout. Usually, if you are waiting like this, I make to type my online novel.

But for now, I'm not doing it. Because I was with Bima. I was afraid that Bima suddenly knew about my hobby.

When the blue application was opened, on my home page appeared in the top row of Veni's account.

It looks like Veni made a status on social media with some comments and likes as well as some emoticons under the status he posted. Not many people came, but it made me curious.

"Basar women socialite pretentious, sosokan show off to buy gold jewelry. Though the money she made moroti her husband."

I'm sure what Veni meant in his status was me. But I won't bother as long as that status doesn't mention my name.

Actually I don't want to be hurt, but there is a curiosity to read the comments in the post mbak Veni.

"Definitely the new wife huh, mbak?," commented @momputri. I believe this account belongs to the ex-wife of Bima. Because he is always in every post mbak Veni.

"True, a hundred for you. Remember you have to be careful and put on a body. Do not let the woman spend the property that is the right of your child." mbak Veni replied to the comment @momputri account that I suspect it was his mama account Putri son continued me.

"It's not that easy he will spend the property that is the right of my son mbak." account @momputri back to reply to comments mbak Veni.

"Whatever you do, remember I will be your supporter." Veni's last comment was no reply from @momputri's account.

"Basar stoves are melting." I murmured softly, then I gulped again the canned drink given Bima mas earlier.

"What's up, baby?. How come his face is that much?" asked Bima to surprise me. Apparently he's done serving the buyer.

"There's nothing, man. Sarah's just tired." I said reasoned.

"If so we go home, yuk." take Bima.

"I ordered a taxi online first huh, mas?," I pulled out my phone and searched for an app to order a taxi online.

"Yes, later we will stop by my mother's house to pick up the car and pick up the Princess" replied Bima.

I nodded my head, and Bima directly beberes shop. He closed the harmonica door before the taxi arrived.

I sat there waiting for the taxi to come and suddenly Bima threw an envelope at me.

"It's shopping money." said mas Bima while handing me a white envelope.

"Thank you, mas." I said to Bima. Even though I have my own money but I still receive the living that my husband gives me.

Because it has become his obligation to support the family.

"Sorry, I can only give you that. If there is another windfall, then the mas will give again." said mas Bima who managed to make my heart melt.

"And I'm sorry again, I can only give you that living today. Day three kira got married." continued with teary eyes and her hands held tightly to my hands.

It's actually easy to make a wife's heart melt. With such a light speech, the wife already feels considered and feels a priority.