SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

Lessonize

"You're still here, baby?" asked Bima from behind me.

"Yes, I'm waiting for you." I replied while staring at the face of Bima.

"Yes already, let us inside." invite Bima mas. I walk side by side with Mas Bima. The clouds are behind us.

And it turns out that mom, mom Ambar and mom Veni are already sitting on the dining table chair. The three of them were enjoying the cake that I had brought.

"Huh!!, he said again reducing sugar and carbohydrates. But in fact the cake that I brought ludes is not left." I murmured in my heart.

It's not that I'm not sincere, if the cake that I bring in is eaten and spent. But that way of accepting her is what pisses this heart off. Why should I say this it denounces my giving, but in fact still dogged by what I bring.

"Here is the mas" Veni dragged the dining chair and invited the Awan mas to sit beside him.

While Mas Bima sat next to Mas Awan and I sat next to Bima mas.

"Whose daughter, Mom? how come Bima did not see the existence of Putri?," asked Bima mas as his eyes circulated the view to every corner of the house to look for the whereabouts of his daughter.

"Daughter is staying at her mother's boarding house" replied my mother-in-law.

"No permission first?" asked Bima.

"Yes my permission." answered the mother with a sniffle.

"It should be his permission to me or to Sarah" said mas Bima.

"Well, what right does he have? why should I ask her permission?!," again my mother's words were very tight on me.

"Sarah there is no right on the Princess, because she is not her biological child." continued the mother of mass Bima.

"Yes, let's eat! I'm hungry!," Bima deliberately diverted the conversation. Maybe he felt bad for me, or was lazy to argue with his mother. I don't know what's on his mind, I don't know.

After I spooned the rice on the Bima mas plate, I also spooned the rice for myself.

"All the spoons are for me, Sar!," said Mas Awan as he brought his plate closer to the rice.

"Mmmm. ba.ba.baik mas." honestly there is an awkward and unpleasant feeling if I also spooned rice to mas Awan. Because here we have our own pair.

Why is this thought everywhere? It's just getting rice, I think it's a normal thing.

Supposedly who took the rice to mas Awan is his wife, namely mbak Veni. But when I glanced at Veni, he was busy with his cell phone.

Looks like he doesn't have a Krama system, supposedly during a meal like this, he left and kept his cell phone in his bag. Not busy with his cell phone like that.

"What's this smell, anyway?" asked Mas Awan with his nose sniffing, similar to what Ambar did when hugging Veni's mother.

But Veni did not pay attention to what her husband said. He is busy with his cell phone.

"The scent has already started, Wan." replied Ambar.

"And even now the aroma is still strong" he continued.

"Don't discuss the unpleasant aroma, because we want to eat!," said the mother, who eagerly spooned rice to her plate several times. So that makes a pile of rice that is like a mountain.

We all started eating, except Veni. He was so busy with his cellphone, that he did not know that everyone at the dining table was eating food that had been served on the dining table.

"Ven?!!, how do you seem to be so busy with your phone? until you don't eat. What's wrong with your phone?" said Ambar.

"Oh.. What is it?, Ambar said to Veni?," asked Veni with a wave. It seems that Veni was shocked by the sound of Ambar's mother reprimanding him.

"You eat first, put down your cell phone. What's in your phone?" asked Ambar.

"Sorry ma'am, yes Veni will eat soon. But it's a responsibility." Veni's father, who managed to make me curious.

"What are you?" asked Ambar.

"This is loh, mbak. Veni again read the novel online." replied Veni. She also loves to read online novels.

"Yes, but you can read it later, Ven. It's time to eat together." - Admonished the Awan.

"But I'm curious about the story, mas. I just got an update notification from the online novel I read. This is my favorite writer." Veni replied, not to be blamed.

So wonder what novel and who is the author he is reading. But I was too lazy to ask him that. Because I'm sure he'll be slipping on me.

"Who is reading Veni's online novel?" I ventured to ask Veni, because of this great curiosity.

"You're just a boy!!!, I'm sure even though I tell you who the author of the online novel is, you'll never understand either. How can a hick like you read a novel?, hahahaha." replied Veni with a very clear laugh followed mbak mbak Veni mocking me.

And mbak Ambar also did not want to lose, he also laughed out loud after hearing the words of mbak Veni.

No matter what I think happens, they will never answer every question correctly. They will always be attracted to me.

I don't know who they are yet. If one day they find out that I'm an online novelist, I hope that they both don't faint or pretend to be possessed by the shame of insulting me right now.

"You've already eaten first, Ven!, read the novel continued later!!," said Mas Awan look upset with the attitude of Veni who continues to argue.

"Yes.yes, mas!," replied Veni with a manyun face. Then he put the phone back in his bag.

Now the six of us without a husband mbak Ambar enjoy the dinner that has been prepared by the mother-in-law.

"Where's Mas Teguh, mbak?" asked Awan. Indeed, from earlier I also did not see Mas Teguh, husband mbak Ambar.

Ask, but it feels free. Because every question I ask will not be welcomed and answered well by them.

"Mas Steady again duty out of town, Wan. So you can't get together tonight." replied Ambar.

"You've been sleeping here for two days, Wan. She's scared at home alone." said the mother, chewing on the food on her plate.

"Yes, mom. It's better if Ambar sleeps here, if in stay mas Teguh out of town. Yes itung-itung while accompanying mom, so you are not lonely." mas Bima agreed to what was done by mbak Ambar who took the initiative to sleep at the mother's house, when her husband went out of town.

After finishing enjoying dinner, everyone at the dining table moved to the living room.

While I take care of the dirty dishes left over on the dining table alone. None of my mother-in-law's favorite children and daughters-in-law helped me here.

After the plate was stacked in the kitchen sink, I immediately left the place. Because it feels so lazy I want to wash their used dirty dishes.

But after this leg took three steps, I stopped and turned back. It also feels sorry that the plate is not cleaned.

I finally washed the pile of dirty dishes in the sink.

After everything was clean and clean, there was no dirty dishes left. I walked out into the living room, where everyone was sitting there.

There was the sound of laughter from Ambar, the mother and mother of Veni who were crisp. It was so warm of their chatter, it was different when they spoke to me.

"Ambar, don't you see? sarah's face was getting smoother and white." whispered mother but it sounded very clear in my ears.

"Surely she's expensive treatment in the salon. How much money is he?." continued mom continue to slip on me.

"Ehem... ," I deliberately cleared my throat. The three of them were misbehaved and shocked when they heard my voice.

"What did you guys talk about? seems very fun. Can I come with you?" I said as I sat on the empty sofa.

"Please!," replied Ambar with a ketus.

"Ven, look dong. What novel are you reading?, I want to read it also to fill the void of my time." mbak Ambar asked Veni after answering my question with a ketus and very short.

"This is my favorite author. Her pen name is bundake, all her novels tell of married life."

The deg!

Veni's answer made my heart stop beating. Because he was one of my writers too.

What if he read the last chapter I posted?

And there I told her about what happened to her this afternoon at Siska's salon.

"What are you reading online novels in the app, Ven?" asked Ambar.

"In the noveltoon app, mbak. If you don't have Ambar, download immediately." replied Veni.

I was more and more convinced that the novel he was reading was my novel.

Ms. Ambar and Ms. Veni seemed to be busy talking about the online novels I wrote.

Unlike my mother-in-law, I'm lyric in her direction. My mother-in-law kept looking at me like she wasn't blinking.

What is in your mind that he looks at me like that?

"Sarah!!, you always care in the salon huh?! how come your facial skin looks smooth and white?!," asked the mother-in-law in a thin tone.

So because of this, why did my mother-in-law keep looking and looking at my face?

"What's the talk about? like it's so fun?,"

Want to answer the question of the mother-in-law, suddenly Bima entered and asked us who were sitting together in this living room. Then he sat down beside me.

This seems to be my chance, to teach a lesson to mother and Bima.

"This is mas, mother asked me why my facial skin is smooth and white" I said to mas Bima.

"Yes, honey. You do look more beautiful." replied Bima.

"I'm like this and it's like this because of you, ma'am." I said.

"If you don't give me enough money for beauty treatments. How could I possibly be this beautiful." I deliberately lied here. Even though a penny of gold Bima did not come out for my treatment.

"I'm grooming at a pretty famous beauty salon in town, Mom. And just so you know, I can be this beautiful because my mother's son has treated me like a queen" I said.

"Thank you dear to everyone, for your attention so far and thank you for the gift of the car that you gave me" I said to Bima. And immediately I hugged the arm of Bima mas and my head rested on the shoulder of Bima mas.

"Together, dear." like shameless, Bima replied like that. But not a penny of his money came into me.

Then Bima mas kissed my forehead and witnessed three people who were in front of me at this time. Because mas Awan is still busy smoking cigarettes on the porch of the house.

When I saw the faces of the three people who were in front of me at this moment, I was eager to laugh out loud.

This time I managed to make the three of them upset, looking once annoyed at what I was doing at the moment.

"Prepare you bankrupt, mas." I murmured inwardly.

Actually I did not have the heart on Bima mas, but how else. Her behavior was so annoying, she always obeyed all her mother's requests and ignored the birthplace for me, who was already her legal wife.

"You are so the wife should be able to save and save your husband's money well. It's not a joke it's not obvious like that!!," mom's hardik on me

"I'm Mom's wife, so I also have the right to spend my husband's money. Rather than the property and money my husband spent by other women, yes better and more entitled me to spend" I said deliberately insinuating his mother mas Bima. And I hope he wakes up to my words.

"If you want care too, Sarah can take it. Make your face fresher and look easier. Because people who think too much and are always bad at others, it speeds up the growth of fine lines on the face and that's what makes the face older than our age." my words gave an explanation and of course satire on the three of them who were currently staring annoyed at me.