SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

Red Mark

"But ma, Sarah also deserves to know because mas Damar is her husband Sarah. Where did Mas Damar come from?", I asked by directing my gaze towards the Damar mas that was beside mama Linda and Lidya.

"What right are you here?!, your job is just to cook and clean up at home!!. And this is also your job!!." said mama Linda violently gave up the backpack containing dirty clothes.

"Mas, I need an explanation. Where have you been for a week without the slightest word to my wife? and why my phone also you never lift mas?," asked me to mas Damar who was still standing staring at me.

He looked at me with a surprised look. Staring from the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot. Maybe he was wondering where my belly went.

"You're a really chatty wife, which obviously mas Damar for a week it's working. Find money to support those of you who have never done anything at home!!." Bentak Lidya's.

"It should be that wife, if you see the new husband coming home provided food and drinks. Tell me to rest, not to be read with your silly questions?!!," hardik mama Linda pushed my shoulder with her index finger.

Mas Damar just passed by ignoring all my questions. I followed her into the room, wanting me to see her facial expression when she saw Kean who was fast asleep.

"This is your son, Sarah?" pointing to Kean, who was still fast asleep.

"Not my son, but also your son!!!," I replied. What kind of question is that, how could he say it was my son.

"I. yes I mean like that" he replied nervously.

"Where have you been?, how busy have you been, so you can't pick up my phone and reply to my messages?" I read Damar with questions.

"I struggled to give birth to our own children, no husband and relatives who accompanied. Do you know me, mas?!."

"You should understand my position dong. I work out of town. Can't I go home before my job is done? that's called unprofessional. But what do you know about professionalism? you are only a high school graduate!," replied Mas Damar with a face insulting me.

"At least you can, pick up my phone? or just reply to the message I sent? I'm sure it won't interfere with your professionalism!!!," I replied no less.

"Have it!!!! I'm tired of arguing with you!!! I'm going to take a shower and rest!!!." Snapping mas Damar by passing to the bathroom.

"Astaghfirullah..," I said, rubbing my chest.

This look led to Kean who was still fast asleep. "Like something weird, why is Kean still sleeping? Though I was the same mas Damar quarreled with a fairly loud voice if we were in one room. But why isn't Kean even a little distracted by my voice and Damar's? is the baby like this?" I asked myself.

"Maybe all babies are like that, so you can't think things through, Sarah," I said, calming my own mind.

Soon mas Damar came out of the bathroom wearing a towel wrapped around his waist. And looks his chest that field and his sixpack stomach. Make this blood rustle like it's desirous.

But this feeling immediately I pat after seeing a lot of red marks ranging from neck, chest to stomach. Suddenly something disgusting came to my mind.

"Why do you see me like that, Sar?," he asked, startling me who was thinking things through.

"That's your neck, chest, and stomach why?, how many red marks?!," I asked while pointing at the red-red part.

"I. This is nothing. Just yesterday I catch a cold, yes I catch a cold so I scraped. What the hell are you?! How suspicious keep his innate!!!. Uda I want to sleep, I'm tired. Now you cook, later if Uda ripens, you wake me up. I'm Uda hungry!!!," he said with eyes that looked like there was a lie.

While walking towards the kitchen, mama Linda and Lidya in the family room were opening her grocery bag.

They seem to be very happy because they seem to laugh occasionally and try on each other's clothes, bags and shoes.

And I went into the kitchen without greeting her, because I saw that they were engrossed in their own.

"Sarah's mother!! make me lemon tea angel yes.hungry!," orders Lidya.

"I also make hot tea!! Oya don't be sweet!! And another one didn't wear for long!!!," mama Linda snapped.

"Yes ma,"

Lemon tea and warm tea I have made and immediately I deliver to the order. Looks like they still haven't finished opening all of his groceries.

"This is ma, the tea. And this is yours, Lid," I put the drink in front of each of his reservations as requested.

"Eh, where's your stomach Sarah? how uda deflated?," asked mama Linda with words that are very unpleasant to hear.

"Sarah has given birth to ma, do you not want to see your grandchildren?!," asked slowly but with great emphasis.

"Well, my mom is busy and tired. Besides mama is also not so curious about your child!," he said by taking a cup of warm tea that I just served.

"But Kean is my granddaughter, cook mama does not want to see and carry it?!," I said with a very arrogant feeling to see the behavior of mama who like not having the slightest heart.

"Yes, later if I'm in the mood I see. Now you cook first. I'm hungry!!," mama Linda snapped.

I turned around to head for the kitchen, "Based on the strange grandmother, wanting to see her own granddaughter just waiting for the mood", I muttered as I headed for the kitchen.

"What did you say Sarah!!!!!! You said I'm a weird grandma?!!!! look out for you yes, I told your Damar!!. Over time you are more and more insolent huh!!!!." He shouted furiously when he heard my words.

"Ups.." I shut my mouth. I thought Linda's mom didn't hear my words, but her hearing was still good.

I didn't mind the screams, and I left to go to the kitchen to cook.

Food was already on the dining table, and I immediately called Mas Damar in the room. When the door opened, it was seen that Mas Damar was holding Kean and inviting him to talk using baby language. It looks so cute and sweet, it makes me happy and moved. It turns out that Mas Damar wants to hold his child.

"Mas,,,." call me.

"Hmmm i. This is this," he said, interrupted by confusion.

"Kean, Keandra Sadam Saputra's name is mas," I told her son's long name.