
"Do you really want to bankrupt my son?!,"
"I should have the right to live in this house!!, not your mother and father who live in a luxurious house like this!!!," chirped his mother Bima.
What makes me weird is where my mother-in-law knows about the address of this house.
And what I didn't think, he came here angry. Confessing that this house was Bima who bought it.
"Sarah, try to explain to mom and dad. What really happened?, didn't you buy this house far away...,"
Before my mother continued her words that I could have guessed. I gestured to my mother, so that she would not continue what she was going to say.
"If this is indeed using Bima gold money, why did Mom? after all this is also occupied by my mother which means mother-in-law mas Bima." said I.
"But Bima is mine!!!" said his mother Bima with great emotion.
"Mom, I have to remember. I am his wife, who is more entitled to everything." I said, folding my hands in front of my stomach.
And it just so happened that from home I was wearing a gold bracelet and ring with the latest model.
On purpose, I pulled my sleeves up a little. Aiming to show me the bracelet and ring I just bought a few days ago, before I picked up mom and dad to the village.
Indeed, from the beginning, his mother Bima has been very detailed to see me. This time unbeknownst to her, I looked at her face, which was clearly her eyes looking at my gold bracelet and ring. And this lip reflex is on its back, looking at her behavior.
Not only his mother mas Bima who behaved like that, mbak Veni was the same.
I see, he sees me from top to bottom. And finally her gaze was anchored on my golden bracelet and ring.
"I think after this there will definitely be drama at his mother's house Bima mas." I muttered in my heart with a wicked smile.
"Come, Ven!! we're going home!!," Mother took Veni home, holding Veni's wrist.
"Yes, Mom. It feels like being in hell!!! panatssss!!," said Veni with a flick of his palm.
Now the two of them finally came home by riding his car mbak Veni.
After the car was gone from sight. I laughed at the behavior of his mother Bima.
"Sarah, it can't be like that. That's old man." mom advised me.
Actually, I know what I'm doing is wrong. Moreover, she is the mother of my husband, but indeed sometimes we also have to go crazy. So that we are not ignored by others.
"Yes, Mom. I'm sorry Sarah." I said with a smile on my mother.
"Where's it going, Mom?" I asked. Because I haven't seen his nose.
"He was taking a bath, in the father's bath." answered the mother, with her hands carrying a tray containing two empty cups of tea to the kitchen.
"Mom's comfortable sleeping here?" I asked.
"If the mother where aja at home, as long as always with your father. Especially now, the house that I live in is very inversely proportional to the mother's hut in the village. And one more thing, the mother here can meet with the mother's grandchildren at any time. Still want to say no. Yes mom and dad must be at home." said mom.
"Thank God, Mom, if you're at home. I am so happy to hear it." I replied.
"Amma..," called Kean from the bathroom and he ran towards me. Kean only wears a towel wrapped around his body.
"Have you finished the bath, son?," I asked.
"It's her school uniform." I handed over the bag containing the school uniform today to Kean.
"Amma, Kean should have brought more clothes" said Kean.
"Well why should that be, son?" I asked.
"Because Kean will stay here tonight again. Kean likes it here, sleeping together and not the same." he chanted.
"Well.... amma left alone dong at home?," said I teased Kean with a sullen face.
"Amma is not alone at home, amma will be with father and sister Princess." Kean replied while wearing his own uniform without help from me
"Yes, yeah. Amma was no longer in Kean's heart. Now the heart of Kean there is only akung sama uti." ledekku again.
"Amma, I said that anyway. Kean said there was amma, father, akung and uti" Kean said by stopping his activities, he looked at me deeply.
"Dear, Amma was just kidding. Now here amma help put on her uniform." I tried to reach for the uniform in her hand. Kean refused to help.
"Wean is big Uda, so Uda can have her own amma" she said as she moved away from my hand from her shirt.
"Amma's son is the top!." praise me by giving two thumbs up my hand.
"Kean, here's the breakfast. Let's let it suck." Mother walked from the kitchen with a plate of rice complete with her side dishes.
"Yes, uti." Kean replied.
"What cooking, Mom?" I asked.
"Every night Kean asked for fried chicken, I saw in the fridge where there was already chicken stock. Yes, after the dawn prayer, I cooked as Kean asked." replied the mother.
"If you want breakfast, there's breakfast with your father." continued the mother.
"Sarah had breakfast, Mom. Let Kean me take a bribe, I'll go with you to eat." I tried to take a plate in mom's hand.
"Let your father eat breakfast by himself, I want to bribe my granddaughter first." Mom put the plate out of my hand.
I just kept quiet to see my son spoiled by my mother. It may be true that people say, the affection for grandchildren will be greater than for their own children.
And now this is how I feel, how much Kean is spoiled by his uti and akung.
"The breakfast is accelerated, son. It's noon, afraid you'll be late for class." I said as I looked at the clock on my wrist.
"Please Sarah, this is a little more" replied the mother.
After Kean had finished breakfast, I now drove him to school. This time I deliberately brought my car that I have not used since I married Bima mas.
"Amma.. don't speed with the car, Kean is afraid." said Kean.
"Amma is afraid Kean is late to go to school" I replied as I continued to focus on seeing the road ahead which was crowded.
In front of Kean's school, Kean and I got out of the car. And it turns out that behind my car that I parked, there was a Veni car.
The sharp look of Veni to me was very clear. This time Veni is with his friend Siska. The other day I was invited to my bakery.
Apparently Siska's son also went to the same school as Kayla and Kean.