SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

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After taking my daughter to school, I decided to go home. I didn't take Kean to school, because this time the father delivered him.

Today I decided not to go to the store. I want to rest, because it feels like these eyes are still sleepy. Maybe this is the effect of staying up late reading the comments of the readers.

I did not think that Ambar's comments made me know more about the rottenness of the Bima family.

Arriving home, I thought Bima was home. But in reality, there was no car parked in the yard.

"He's not home yet" I murmured. I immediately parked my car in the yard.

"Where is Sarah this early?" said Edi from the porch of her house as I got out of the car.

"From school children, sir. Let's sir.." I replied, saying goodbye to immediately enter the house with a smile on Mr. Edi.

I don't like being out of the house for long, 'cause all the neighbors are here on Julid. Afraid that something might go wrong with my conversation with Edi. I can enter the lamtur housing complex.

"Yes, sir. There's still a lot of work inside that's waiting." I replied. I immediately entered, for fear of being asked other questions that made me linger outside the house.

"Where did Bima go Sarah? How did Sarah drop off at school?,"

Well kan.... Just stepped in once to get into the house, one more question came to me.

"Mas Bima is out of town, sir." I replied as I turned to look at Mr. Edi.

And without saying much, I immediately stepped inside the house.

"Uhhhhh.!!!, "I took a big breath and put my body on the couch. I will release Khimar immediately.

I picked up the phone to call Reni, told her I didn't go to the store today.

After I sent the message, I moved to my room. Because I want to close my eyes for a moment. The taste of his eyes is exposed to glue, so sticky.

My phone put it on the nightstand, and my body put it on the bed.

I did not feel fifteen minutes I fell asleep, it felt like my body returned more fresh. But I was lazy to get out of bed.

To eliminate burnout, I tried to create a Facebook app.

I saw the posts of my Facebook friends on the homepage.

But again and again posts from Lidya's account came out on my homepage.

Now the man in the photo with Lidya is very clear. And it turns out that he is the husband of Mbak Ambar.

So what is said by Ambar, that the steadfast mas act of working outside the city is this? Karma is paid for with cash.

There is also a sense of kasian on Ambar, if you know her husband like that. But when I think again about the content of the comments she wrote and when I remember her talk to me that always insulted me, I want to laugh happily to see her husband with another woman.

Then I left a post Lidya uploaded a photo of herself with a Teguh mas. I'm back scroll down.

This time the account @mother princess is an account from Areta ex-wife mas Bima, also uploaded a photo.

But when I saw her at a glance it was not so clear what photo and who she uploaded. Because in the photo there is no face Areta plastered.

But the caption that makes me fail to focus, in the photo it says caption:

"Finally, you're back in my arms again baby. Hows it? It's warmer and more comfortable with me, right? Than with a new one?" at the end of the sentence, follow the emoticon love.

In this photo upload Facebook accounts belonging to mbak Ambar and mbak Veni marked by Areta.

So automatically, even though I am not friends with Areta every upload will appear on my homepage.

Honestly, I was made curious by the photo that Areta uploaded. When I looked closely, it turned out that the photo was a photo of a body that I made sure was the body of a sleeping man turned his back on the camera.

And on the man's shoulder was a woman's hand with a ring of blue jewels coiled on her ring finger.

"Who's the guy in the picture? Why is the caption written by Areta as if the man is Bima mas?," I murmured in my heart.

My mind is getting more and more everywhere, and this is making my head hurt from thinking about this.

I tried to look again at the details of the photo Areta uploaded.

But I still can't figure out who that guy in Poto is.

I tried to scroll down on Lidya's veranda again.

"If only last night, very effective, dear. Thank you for giving me the memory of that feeling. The feelings we once enjoyed and we both felt before the breakup "

This time without following the photo. But I really understand the intent he wrote in his post.

"Waaahhhh...What is that feeling?," comments from me mbak Veni followed with curious emoticons and wondered.

"Mbak Veni, kepo ajah." reply Areta in comments mbak Veni.

"Aren't you my ex-sister-in-law, Reta? Why should there be secrets between us?." mbak Veni replied to Areta's comments.

"I think I want to be and will be your sister-in-law again, ma'am."

The deg!

What does the comment from Areta mean? Why did he write like that.

Isn't here the sister-in-law of Mbak Veni is mas Bima?

So.......

I looked back at the photo upload that I had left earlier to see another Reta upload.

After I observed the back of the man in the photo, I just remembered that it was a shirt.....

Before I accused and was bad at Bima, I remember back last night he was wearing what color shirt.

And I also got out of bed, and immediately opened the door of Bima's wardrobe.

Yes!!! Right!!! And I remember very much, what clothes Bima wore last night.

Last night Bima wore a black checkered shirt. Just the man's shirt in the photo.

"It turns out that the man in the photo is you, mas!!!," I said softly, and tears welled up on my cheeks.

Then I opened the contents of the comments in Areta's photo upload. Because there it looks mbak Ambar and mbak Veni commented.

"Loh loh.... You're together again, Reta?," commented @bungapuspita.

"Waaaahhh, don't think!!, how is it still good old or new?," Ambar's account commented by following the emoticon laughing loudly.

"It turns out you sat set yes.." this time comment mbak Veni.

"Yes, mom. He needs a backrest and a hug that warms his body." Areta quickly replies to Ambar's comments.

Immediately, I closed my phone so that it would not hurt to see and read their posts and comments.

"It is evil of you to me, mas!!" I said with tears streaming out of my beautiful eyes.

"Why are you looking for another backup when you and I have a problem?" I said in a voice.

I took the phone I put earlier, I opened the Facebook app again.

And I see again the photo that Areta uploaded, it's true that the photo of Bima's back and that's also the dress Bima mas.

You have to explain this to me!!!

Then on my Facebook homepage, appeared upload mbak Veni.

After a long time never upload photos or status. Now Mbak Veni is back to uploading it.

He uploaded a photo of her crying, looks very sad on the face of mbak Veni.

He posted the photo with the caption "Jealous". The post was at odds for a few minutes with comments he sent on Areta's account.

"Is Veni jealous of Areta returning with Bima's mas?" I muttered.

I'll close my Facebook app soon. I'd rather swipe at my online novel than my mind constantly thinking about Bima last night with Areta.

When opening the noveltoon application, there is a notification of incoming messages. Sat I opened the message from the account of Ambar's mother.

"Good afternoon Thor!!, sorry I interrupted you. I want to tell you a little Thor. I'm so happy today." The message was sent a few minutes ago.

"Waahh.... happy because what is this sister?," I reply to the message professionally. Like someone who loves his fans. Ambar here attends to my fans, but in the real world Ambar becomes my hater.

"Remember when I commented that my sister is back with her ex-wife?" asked Ambar in a short message on the noveltoon app.

"Yes, brother. I remember very much." I replied

"Haha... It looks like my sister is currently going back with her ex-wife." she replied.

"Indeed, brother agrees that brother's sister is back with his ex-wife?" I lured Ambar. So I know all of it.

"Yes is... I'd rather my sister go back with her ex-wife. Although I used to not like her, because she was a woman who likes to cheat." said Ambar very clearly.

"Are you not afraid that he will repeat it again?" I asked.

"I'm sure he's changed, because he promised never to do it again. I really don't like his wife right now. Because he's an exorbitant style. And she likes to tease my little brother for one. I'm very upset with her, because my husband also often steals eyes on her if we get together again." her reply...

Now I understand why Ambar doesn't like me so much, it turns out that's why. Because Teguh often looks at me when we gather together.

"And my sister's wife who is now, she likes to spend her money on my sister. He loved the expensive treatments at the famous salon in the city. And strangely my sister always obeyed him. When he asked for a car and a house for his and his parents, my sister immediately bought him." this time Ambar told me a long story about his family problems.

"Indeed, you know for yourself that the money is the result of the efforts of his sister's sister brother?, yes who knows his sister's wife's sister's sister's career, who can buy all her own." this time I purposely reply to her like that. So that Ambar can cuddle again about what he said.

"In fact, he also works. But where might the salary of a bakery maid be to buy gold, a house and a car? And even treatments in the famous beauty salon. He was a village boy, he came from a very poor man. Since becoming my sister's wife, she is mostly stylish and dagu." said Mbak Ambar at length through DM in the noveltoon application.

Such an ugly mind mbak Ambar to me. It was as if I was married to Bima because of her property.

I'm not replying to any more messages from Ambar's mother. It turned out that time was noon, and Bima was not home at all.

"What are you doing right now, Mom?! Are you still at your ex-wife's house?!, I murmured.

Instead of thinking more and more of an accident, I also decided to go to Sinta's house.

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"Hello assalamualaikum, Put." Princess called me.

"Waalaikumsalam, I'm out, why haven't you picked me up yet?" said Putri.

"Wait a minute, I'll pick you up soon" I replied

The plan to Santi's house failed because I had to pick Princess up to her school.

"I drove to grandma's house, ma." said the Princess on the way home from school.

"Why don't you go home first?" I asked.

"The Princess wants to go to grandma's house!!, "forcibly.

"Alright if you ask for it."

I also turned towards the mother-in-law's house, because the Princess forced her there at this time.

Arriving in front of the mother's house, it turns out there is a Bima mas car parked beside the road.

"The cup of Bima is here" I murmured in my heart.

I got out of the car and I and the Princess walked together.

"Put?!!," as we both walked towards mother's house, apparently the Princess was called her friend.

"Hey!!!," said the Princess to her friend.

"I went there first, ma." said the Princess to me while running towards her friend.

It doesn't feel good, if I get here but don't stop by my mother-in-law's house. Later I will be arrogant and do not want to go to the house of in-laws.

Finally, inevitably, I must. Though it feels very lazy, because it must meet people who will ruin the happiness of my heart and mind.

When you get to the terrace of the house, there are many sandals and shoes scattered. And one of them was Bima's sandals, because I was very familiar with my husband's belongings.

By looking at the existence of his sandals, I am increasingly convinced that Bima mas is inside. Or maybe last night Bima slept here? And the photo that was uploaded was a game mbak Ambar to hurt my heart?.

Ah... If so, I am the one who sinned against Bima. Because I thought badly about him.

My feet have stepped up to the door that is wide open.

And.....

"Mas Bima!!!," called me in a very loud voice.

How shocked I was to see a sight I did not want to see. But the truth was that the scene was currently in front of my eyes.

"Sarah?!," Bima was surprised to see me, who was currently standing on the doorstep.