SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

The Attitude of the In-Law That Expands

"I'm hungry, Ven." said my mother-in-law, after the three of us left the gold jewelry store.

"We eat at home ma'am" I replied.

"I want to eat Padang cuisine, Ven. Anyway I did not cook at home." replied mom too much want her.

"Yes Ven, we go to the Padang restaurant" said Siska. Siska is acting really well on mom at the moment.

"Well, ma'am." answered me with a flat face, after hearing Siska's words.

The car drove to the Padang restaurant which was meant by Siska.

After the car was parked, the mother and Siska immediately went down and entered the restaurant. The two of them went hand in hand, already like sons-in-law and in-laws only.

While I was still in the car, it felt so lazy to come with them both into the restaurant.

"Hello mas!!," I said when my phone call was connected to the Awan phone.

"What's up, Ven?" asked the Cloud from across the street.

"Mas, send me some money. Your mother's getting so-so. He asked me to pay half the price of the bracelet he bought. And now he's asking to eat at Padang's diner." I complained to the Awan over the phone.

"Why are you talking about money, money, and money?!, you can say to your mother that you don't have money. Even if mom told you to cover up the lack of money to buy a bracelet, I'm sure it would be at least a hundred to two hundred thousand. Not going to be millions of rupiah" said Mas Awan smoothly from behind my phone call.

" As long as you know mas, not a hundred to two hundred thousand to cover the lack of a mother's bracelet!!! But about six million rupiahs!!!," my class from behind a phone call.

"And now your mother, asked for lunch at the Padang restaurant. Is that her name she doesn't go mas?!," I growled.

"You're the same in-laws themselves a hell of a calculation, anyway?!. That's my mother and that means it's your mother, too, it's your duty to honor and provide for her. So don't complain!!! Remember Ven, the ridho is my ridho!!," said Mas Awan sounding his voice a little loud from the telephone connection.

"The thing is you didn't give me the money. So where do I get the money to cover the lack of money to buy a bracelet, mas?!," I don't want to lose. My voice is also higher above her.

"Your mother is troublesome, my mother!!!!" I growled. Then my phone line closed unilaterally. Without saying hello and saying goodbye to Awan.

"Just ask me to pay for your meal today, Mom!!," I growled with an emotional look.

I immediately got out of the car, and caught up with those who were already sitting sweetly at a table not far from the entrance of this restaurant.

"Where have you been, Ven?" asked Siska.

"From the outside." I replied accordingly.

"Yes, I know you're from the outside. Why did you enter here so long?" asked Siska again.

"So still get the phone first, Sis." I replied.

"You were a catfish, Ven!!, you should be an example of your beautiful friend. As a woman she was very deft." said her mother mas Awan. It seems he purposely humiliated me in front of Siska.

And Siska was seen smiling at me as she was proud of my mother Awan who was none other than my own mother-in-law.

Finally our order came, Three servings of white rice and various Padang rice dishes served on a table that is not so big. But enough for fifteen dishes served.

"Waaah.... It's appetizing, Sis." said the mother as her eyes looked alternately one by one plate containing various dishes typical of Padang rice.

"Mom ate a lot, huh?! Just choose which side dishes you like." said Siska.

Looks like Siska is indeed looking for face in her mother mas Awan. I don't know why, she was so good to me. Though earlier he also knew that the nature and attitude of such a bad mother.

The three of us ate together. I actually don't have the appetite to eat. I'm afraid I'll pay for what I wear. While the money in the remaining wallet is sixty-five thousand rupiah.

This heart riled, did not want the incident in the Siska salon repeated.

As this hand tried to insert the spoon containing rice into the mouth, these eyes glanced at Siska. He was playing with his cell phone, and soon after, my phone rang. There is a notification of incoming WhatsApp messages.

I continued to put the spoon filled with rice into my mouth, and then I took the phone in my bag.

"Calm down your mind, Ven. Eat a lot, let the food bill I pay." turns out it's a message from Siska.

I turned my gaze to Siska, who was currently staring at me as well.

Then he nodded his head, like convincing me with the contents of the message he sent.

Finally I ate all the menus on the table with a calm heart and mind, having received and read the message from Siska.

"You eat like a possessed person, Ven!," said the mother in a tone like insulting me, as her mouth chewed full of food.

"Aren't you ashamed of Siska. Look at Siska if eating is very elegant. Not like you, like a starving person who has never eaten for a week." she continued with a cynical look at me.

I was confused by mother's words. He's telling me what humiliates me anyway?

But I don't care about his words, yet what mom does is the same as me. He ate a lot of portions.

After she finished eating, Siska stood up and walked towards the cashier to pay for the food we had eaten.

Then she stood up and followed Siska. Mother's treatment of Siska was very good. It was inversely proportional to her treatment of me.

I immediately walked to the car parked in front of this restaurant, deliberately I did not come to the cashier to see Siska who was paying for it.

I'd rather wait for them in the car. Because honestly my ears are not strong to hear the words of his mother mas clouds are very spicy and hot in the ear.

"You've been here, Ven?, why don't you wait for us inside?, afraid of being told to pay?!," said mother like insulting me.

I didn't answer, because I don't think mom's words need to be answered and responded to. Because it can only make my heart hurt more.

I tried to glance at Siska, seeing that she was smiling when I heard her words.

"You were driven home or to the salon, Sis?," I asked after my car engine turned on.

"You play at my mother's house, Siska." said the mother as if begging.

"Other times, Mom. At the moment Siska is busy, there are many customers coming." reject Siska very subtly.

"Other times can you not care at the salon nak Siska?," asked the mother with a hopeful face.

"Yes can definitely donk, ma'am. Mom just came to the salon, could ask between Veni. Because Veni knows my salon address." replied Siska with a sweet smile growing on her lips.

"Thank you son Siska." answered the mother with a smile that expands perfectly like doughnuts.

Now Siska got out of the car, when the car stopped in front of her beauty salon.

"Thank you, Ven." said Siska before he got out of the car.

"I should be grateful, Sis. Because it's been a lot of trouble for you today." I said while glancing at mother.

"Why are you glancing at me?" asked the mother. It seems he knew when I glanced at him.

"You want to say that if I were to trouble Siska?!, Siska would not have such thoughts on me!! Yes son Siska?," said the mother in a very rude tone to me, but when asked Siska her tone turned very meek.

You lickers!!!!!

I wanted to throw the old woman out of my car. His talk is so painful in this heart.

If it wasn't for her being the mother of Awan, I might have stayed by the side of the road.

Siska went into the salon, and I started my car immediately.

"Ven, Siska is a very nice person. I really crave a daughter-in-law like her." Mom like her purposely talking to me like that.

"Trus I mean mom, I'm not good?" I said tightly.

"Kok you talk like that?, you're offended huh?," said mother like there's nothing wrong.

Though it was very clear that the words that came out of his mouth really hurt my heart.

"Yes, I thought to myself, if I compare the parents-in-law of others well and say that if he became my dream in-law, is not the mother hurt??!," I said as my eyes glared at my mother but through the gaze of the rearview car.

"Kok you glared at mom anyway, Ven? Aren't you afraid of being a disobedient son-in-law?" this time the mother's voice was one hundred and eighty degrees different.

From the beginning his voice exploded like a doormat. Now her mother's voice mas Awan spoke very spoiled and meek to me. It was as if I was the one who was so mean to talk rudely to him.

"I'll take you, ma'am" I said, continuing to focus on the future.

"Actually I want to play at your house, Ven. But you don't seem to like it." said the mother assumed herself. With a very smooth voice, it was almost inaudible to each other the smooth voice.