SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

Mas Bima's?

After eating together, I went home soon. Because Bima's been calling me to pick her up.

I drive my own car, because Kean wants to sleep at his akung and uti house.

Let Kean be with his mother and father, so that Kean's existence can comfort them both.

When I was focusing on driving, my phone suddenly rang.

There was a call coming in, when I saw it turned out to be a new number calling me.

"Hello, assalamualaikum." I said hello when I got the call.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

But no voice returned my greetings and questions.

"Hello?, Hello?" I spoke many times, but not a word returned.

I immediately turned off the phone, for fear of people who would intend evil on me.

Actually I was lazy to pick up the phone from an unfamiliar number. But inevitably I have to lift it, for fear that it's the number of customers who want to order my cakes.

Shortly after my phone turned off, the incoming message notification reads.

I didn't open it either, because I was still focused on driving the car.

The plan before arriving at the Bima gold shop, I stopped at SPBU to refuel oil and fill the wind.

"Loh?!, isn't that Bima's car?," I muttered in my heart, when I saw Bima's car in line for refueling oil right in front of my car.

I wonder who brought Bima's car. Honestly, I never knew and knew with friends Bima.

It seems after this I will know who the friend referred to by the Bima mas.

The door was opened, and how shocked I was to find out who got out of the car.

How can Bima's car be used by his ex-wife Reta?!.

"Isn't that Reta, the mother Princess?," I said in a soft voice. Once again I tried to look closely, for fear of wrong people. But indeed he is Reta, the ex-wife of Bima.

Buty? but why did he bring his car to Bima?.

Didn't Bima say, his car was borrowed by his friend?

A lot of questions are in my brain, eager to ask and eager to know the truth.

"Is it possible that Bima is still in touch and communicating with his ex-wife?" I murmured in my heart.

And what makes me wonder, who is Reta in the car with?, because there is no obvious face of the person in it.

I immediately picked up my phone and took a picture of it.

Reta's face is clearly visible in the photo I took, she is also holding a car Bima.

"Is Bima Mas also in that car?" I murmured softly. Negative thoughts filled my brain.

"Why did Bima lie to me?."

"Did they do this often?,"

"Does Bima still have a taste for his ex-wife?,"

"Why is Bima still in touch with his ex-wife?,"

There are so many questions that come up in my brain. Inexhaustible thought of me, if only Bima mas did the affair behind me with his ex-wife.

If that happens, I am ready to part with Bima.

"Still a long time, Reta?," asked the middle-aged woman, and the voice was very familiar to my ears.

And when I looked at the car, how shocked I was. It turns out that the one in the car was her mother Bima Alias my father-in-law, aka the former in-law of Reta.

"Huh, that's not the mother?" I said with gawking lips, because so surprised I saw the mother of one car with ex-wife mas Bima.

I'm very sure, not only once did Bima lend her car to Reta.

Because when was the day I also saw his mother Bima with Reta buying various cakes and sponge in SKcake.

But at that time they did not know where I was, because I just came and was still in the car

After I took the picture, I'm just watching her from inside my car.

After finishing refueling oil, Bima's car used by the ex-wife was out of SPBU.

"Wish I followed Bima's car!!," I mumbled softly.

Now his car mas Bima who was driving his ex-wife was out of the SPBU.

And now it's my car's turn to be refueled.

This heart is restless, for fear of losing track of Bima's car. After I finished refueling the oil, I immediately pumped gas. Until I forgot the original plan to fill the wind tires of my car.

Even though I had gas, I still lost track of the car.

I honestly don't like this kind of lie. I feel lied to and betrayed by Bima.

From inside the bag, my phone rang. When I took it and I saw it was a phone call from Bima.

"hmm this is the guy." I said as I pressed the green button.

"Assalamualaikum, mas." I say hello. I try to control emotions, so that Bima mas not suspicious.

"Girishalah, Sarah. Where have you been?" asked Bima.

"I'm close to your store, ma'am. Wait a minute." I said.

"Hmm. You don't pick me up at the store. You just pick me up at mom's. At this time the store is closed and I'm already at my mother's house." said mas Bima from his phone call.

"Or you don't pick it up, because my car has come Sarah." continued Bima.

The deg!

If Mas Bima is now at home mother, and the car has come. So now Bima and Reta meet? The more questions in my mind.

I decided to go to my mother's house now.

I brought the car at high speed, so that I immediately arrived at the house of his mother Bima.

Many shadows were not in my mind when Bima met his ex-wife.

"Relax Sarah..!!, rest assured there will be nothing left between them." I suggested to myself.

From where I parked the car, seen in front of Mas Bima's mobile home parked.

And the door of the house was wide open, and many shoes were scattered on the terrace floor of his house.

I'm pretty sure that Reta's still there.

I walked out of my parked car very slowly. So that no one would know of my coming.

I want to see what they're doing in there. I don't know why this bad thought suddenly popped into my brain.

But not until I approached the mother-in-law's house, seen Reta and Bima mas and followed the Princess and mother behind her out of the inside.

Looks like Reta's going home, so they're delivering her to the front.

But what's he coming home? There are no online taxis. There is only Bima's car.

"Don't let Reta go home delivered by mas Bima." My muttering.

And in reality, my fear happened. Reta got into Bima's car, after shaking hands and kissing each other on the right cheek and kissing the left cheek with her mother Bima. He sat in the front seat, next to Bima who was driving.

And the Princess came in behind, after that in the Bima mas followed sitting behind the steering wheel of the car.

The car was running and the three of them waved at their mother.

What a beautiful sight. It's like a happy cypress family. Honestly my heart hurts so much to see who is currently in front of me.

"I'll be waiting for you at home!!. And you have to explain all this to me." I said furiously.

Their car is running, maybe they're going to Reta's house.

After Bima's car vanished from my eyes. And the mother of Bima also entered the house. I walked closer to my mother's house.

I want to know the reaction of her mother Bima when she found out I was here.

"Assalamualaikum," I knocked on the closed door and said my greetings.

"Waalaikumsalam," came the voice of my mother answering my greetings from within.

ohhhim!! The sound of the door was heard and the door opened.

"Sarah?!," mother was surprised to see me in front of her at this time. Mother's eyes glared so surprised to see me.

"Mother why?, seeing me is like seeing a ghost?" I asked with an expression like nothing.

"Sarah?!, since when are you here?!," asked her mother Bima with a frightened face. It's pretty obvious that there's something covered up from me.

"Since I knocked on the door." answered me with an ordinary facial expression.

"Are you sure you don't see me standing on this porch?" he asked with a face still looking terrified.

"No, Sarah didn't see anyone here. What's the matter, ma'am?" I asked pretending I didn't know anything.

"Mmmm... no why." she replied while shaking her head.

"Kok looks like mom is scared to see me, like seeing a ghost." said I slightly put on a jutek face.

"Who is afraid of you!," said the mother persisted while shaking her waist. It seemed like his fear was gone, so he dared to make a sound again.

"What do you want to do here?!," he asked with his hands still on his waist.

"I want to pick up Bima," I replied very lightly.

"Whether you picked him up?, didn't he forbid you to pick him up? But why are you still coming here." I think you knew when Bima forbade me to pick her up.

"Do you know?" asked me.

"Yes, the one who told him to forbid you to pick her up was me" said the mother proudly.

"Indeed why did mom forbid me to pick up Bima here?" I asked. I purposely served this selfless old woman.

"Because I don't like it when you come to my house" he said slowly and followed by a snide laugh at me.

"Where are we now at Bima, Mom?" I asked again.

"Where do I know where he is now. But what is clear and certain is that Bima is very happy right now." whispered right in my right ear.

What the hell is this old woman, the more inquired the more unclear the answer.

"What the hell is that? How come rame?," asked Ambar who came out of the dining room.

"This is loh mbar, this village woman wants to pick up Bima. Though Bima..." mother did not continue his talk, but he laughed at the end of his sentence and looked at each other with mbak Ambar. Ambar also laughed.

The laughter of these two was very meaningful, like something was hidden from me.

"Why Bima, Mom?" I asked. I know what they're hiding from me. But I pretended not to know.

"You must not ask about Bima. Instead of you crying later." she said with a cynical smile at me.

"Trus now Bima where?" asked me again.

"You're a ngeyel, yeah, I told you he's not here. Still wondering!!!,"

"Mending you out of here" said Ambar. If indeed Bima is still not home, you do not call him. Let him seek his own happiness." said Mbak Ambar at will.

Looks like he supports Bima who is with his ex-wife.

"Hmm remember mbak, you will feel how sick left cheating by the husband." My inner heart with my eyes stared intently at Mbak Ambar.

"Why are you staring at me like that?!," asked Ambar with his eyes glaring at me.

"There is a law that prohibits staring at people?!" I said. Intentionally I want to make Mbak Ambar more emotional to hear my words.

"You really don't have manners?, or maybe you've never been taught manners by your parents?!,"

It worked!!! Finally, Ambar was very emotional with my words.

"Not that my mom and dad didn't teach me courtesy, they taught me very good manners. However, why should I be courteous to people like you." only this time I dare to argue with people older than me.

"Astaghfirullah, forgive me my sin, O Allah" I said in my heart. Because actually I am also afraid of sinning if I am being rude to fellow humans especially to people older than me. But I'm just a human being who has heartache and limits of patience. Whose heart is strong if it is always insulted constantly.

"You are indeed a brash woman yes!!!, sorry I bless Bima married you!!," her mother Bima increasingly glared at me. He spoke very loudly while shaking his waist.

"Perhaps by divorcing him, Bima will live a happier life with Areta." this time the remark came out of the mouth of Mbak Ambar.

"What does Ambar mean?" I asked pretending not to understand.

"Bima's better to be back with his ex-wife, because he'll be happy. And besides Areta is the mother of her son Bima" he said explaining the words he said earlier.

"My prayers for Ambar, may you never feel his pain in the side by your partner mbak!!," I said slowly but filled with emphasis.