SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

Julid Mbak Ambar's Mouth

After my car parked, I rushed into the house. It looks like Bima has come home from the store, because his car is parked in the garage.

"Assalamualaikum," I said my greetings as I opened the door.

"Waalaikumsalam," replied Bima who was sitting relaxed while watching television. But his clothes are neat.

"Sorry, Sarah came home late." I walked closer to Bima who was sitting, then I kissed the back of her hand.

"Where are you from, Sarah?" asked Bima with loving eyes.

"So I drove Sinta to the salon, mas." I replied.

"Yes you have taken a shower and prepared, after that we go to the mother's house" said mas Bima.

I also walked to the room, to clean the body and get ready to go meet the dinner invitation from her mother Bima.

"Which way, mas?" I asked as I walked into the room. Because it looks in Kean's room there's nobody.

"Didn't Sarah ask Bima to pick Kean up at school?" I continued as I stopped my footsteps, and I turned my body to face back, towards where Mas Bima was sitting relaxed.

"Yes, Honey. I picked up Kean at school, but he asked directly to my mother's house." replied Bima while staring at me.

"So I'll take you to my mother's house" he continued.

Ever since I lived here in the same town with a short distance. Kean was there more often.

It's been a few nights, Kean's staying at Uti's house and his akung.

I rushed to clean my body and change my clothes.

This time around I was wearing some rather striking gold jewelry. I would like to occasionally teach my parents-in-law and sisters-in-law a lesson that is sincere and loves nyinyir.

And what makes me more excited to come to the invitation of his mother Bima mas is eager to see the face of the Veni mbak after the incident in his salon Siska.

*Does he still dare to slay and bully me after this incident?" I murmured inwardly.

"Sara...! Sarah...!," call Bima.

"Are you ready?, yuk hunt! I've called so many times." Bima walked into the room.

"Sarah is ready, mas." I replied by confirming the position of the watch on the wrist.

"You're so pretty, baby." whispered Bima in my ear. Fortunately, my long Khimar is now installed.

So that the warm breath does not make my hair stand up.

"Thank you, mas." I said. I slightly keep my distance with Bima mas, because the time is very tight. But unfortunately, quickly Bima's hand pulled my hand. My body fell in his arms.

"Your body scent is very fragrant. Make yourself this eager." continued while continuing to try to kiss me.

Goddess "Hold it, mas. Now we're going to attend mom's invitation, haven't you called?. Postponed first yes his desire?," I said.

"Mas forgot Sar!, why every time you look at you, you always forget yourself" he said and then he kissed my forehead.

"If it's ready, let's go." take Bima.

Bima and I walked out of the house to the garage.

"Who's car, baby?" asked Bima with his hands pointing towards my car parked behind his car.

"We use Sinta's car, yes, mas? rather than bothering to get your car out." I said.

Intentionally this time using my car, I want to know how my in-laws and brothers-in-law reacted when I brought the car.

Arriving in front of the mother-in-law's house, Mas Bima parked her car in the yard of the house. This is invisible to the Awan car.

"Is it possible that Veni hasn't come yet?" I murmured inwardly.

"New car, Bim?!," Ambar's question surprised me. He stood in the doorway with his hands folded and put in front of his belly. And of course, a cynical look was on me.

"Eh mbak Ambar," replied mas Bima while smiling at mbak Ambar.

"Your new car?!," mbak Ambar still gives the same question, but this time full of affirmation.

"Yes mbak." replied Bima mas while scratching his head.

Hah?, mas Bima easily admitted that it was a new car that he bought?

Though clearly I said earlier, if it was Sinta's car that was entrusted to me.

"Keep your old car, sold?!," asked Ambar very closely.

"No, my old car is still there" replied Bima.

"A lot of money huh you?!!," said Mbak Ambar with a cynical look and went inside leaving us both still standing on the terrace.

There was no stale tongue from the mouth when Ambar invited me to go inside.

But without being told by Ambar, I and Bima went hand in hand to enter the mother-in-law's house.

"This is Mom, there is a little cake" I said, I put a box of cookies in a paper bag on the mother-in-law who was sitting on the living room sofa.

"Put it!!!" said his mother Bima as her eyes pointed towards the table.

"Halaaah, every come must be brought the leftover bread yesterday. Don't eat mom, you can eat those cakes mom got diabetes because of excess carbs and sugar." said Ambar. His talk is really painful.

"Ooo.. sorry, ma. Sarah does not know that mother is on a diet of sugar and carbohydrates, if indeed mother refused the cakes that Sarah brought. Let this bag, sarah will bring it back home "smoothly threatened me. Actually I know that they both really like all kinds of cakes made by me. But they are proud to admit it.

"Buy a new car is capable!!, just like his mother just brought keu like that!!, " Again the talk mbak Ambar load this heart ache.

"OK mbak, sorry is sarah who does not know that currently the mother is on a diet of sugar and carbohydrates. " I said as this hand took back the paper bag containing various cakes made by me.

"He!!! you are not polite huh!!, isn't that what you gave me?? why do you take it back now?!," said the mother, looking very angry at my actions.

I intentionally made my mother feel that way. Because there is heartache when mom and mom always humbled the cakes I brought.

"Loh?, did not Ambar said the mother was on a diet?, " said I as I glanced at Ambar's mother.

"Why do you look cynical like that to me?!!," said Ambar while shaking his waist.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Veni said his greetings, while in front of the door.

" Unfinished problem one, now comes the next problem," I murmured inwardly.

"Waalaikumsalam," Ambar's mother and mother answered the greetings of Veni's mother in a compact manner.