SUFFERING WITH IN-LAWS

Between Luxury Cars, Sinta, And Red Signs

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

"I.iya,, this, he was crying so I was carrying. Maybe he was thirsty," said mas Damar like a misbehavior because he was caught again petting Kean. He immediately thrust Kean at me. I think Damar loves Kean, too, but maybe he's still a prestige.

"Yes, uda, here Kean I'm the fat one, mas Damar eat it first. The hunt for food is cold" I said while taking Kean from the Damar mas.

"Yes.." The answer was short and went straight out of the room to the dining table.

I followed behind him by carrying Kean. Aiming to let his grandmother and aunt know if there are new residents in this house.

Seen at the dining table had all gathered, mas Damar also sat with them.

And I introduced Kean to Linda's mom, but it's a shame Linda didn't respond well.

"This is Kean ma, my mother's granddaughter," I said as I reached out to Kean hoping that Linda's mom would hold him.

"Oh, you don't know the situation at all. I want to eat, I don't want to carry your child. Take it there. Just interrupt!!!! What do you think I am your baby sister?! told to hold the baby!!!" he said ketus while rejecting Kean.

"Udah mbak, not everyone likes your child. So do not make people to like your child!." said Lidya no less painful talk.

For some reason, Kean suddenly cried. Maybe because he was thirsty.

"Mas, please carry Kean first. Sarah wants to wash her hands, Kean looks thirsty mas," I said to mas Damar, because mas Damar has not started eating so I ventured to ask for help to him

Mas Damar immediately reached out his hand to grab Kean who was in my arms.

"You are!!! brash wife huh?!, any husband wants to eat even told to hold your baby!!!. Damar wants to eat, Sarah!!!. I've Damar love the baby to Sarah, you continue to eat only," cried mama very loudly to make Kean more crying. Though ordinary Kean if there is a loud sound never disturbed. Is it possible because Linda's mom's voice was so loud, so Kean was distracted?.

What I regret mas Damar even obeyed all the words of mama, not to carry Kean. He instead stopped his hand to take Kean from my sling and switched to scooping the rice onto his plate to continue eating.

"Mas, why don't you want to carry Kean first?," I asked with tears dripping down my cheek without any cue from me.

"It's time to eat Sarah, I want to eat first. You're part of her mother, so it's your duty to hold Kean," he said no less painful than his mother's talk.

I immediately ran to the room to breastfeed Kean who was crying. I cried because I was disappointed with the attitude of Mas Damar to Kean his son.

When I got to the room, I changed her diaper first. To keep Kean comfortable, after that I started breastfeeding her. Kean had started to calm down and sleep again, because the baby as long as Kean was still sleeping often.

Kean fell asleep, and I rushed to the back to get my mama Linda's dirty clothes, Lidya's and Damar's.

It seems like they are telling me about the holidays again, they look so happy, because sometimes they laugh out loud.

"Basic humans have no heart" I murmured.

All the homework is done, the body feels tired. And I lay my body down next to Kean who was sleeping.

Because these eyes are not sleepy, I finally decided to type my online novel in noveltoon. I saw Damar watching Tivi again, so I sped up to finish my writing. Because I don't want Mas Damar to know my job.

After I up a few chapters of the novel, I close my eyes to take a break.

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Suddenly my phone sounded. I had a cell phone on a little nightstand next to my bed.

"Assalamualaikum, Sin," I said hello to Sinta who called me from there.

"Girishalah, Sarah. Howareyou? has your husband and family come home?, where are you now? send me your address. I want to visit your house." replied Sinta by strapping me with many questions.

"Patience sin, if you ask one-on-one so I am not confused about which one you want to answer," I said from the phone with a smile because it was my friend's action. His nature never changed, always attention to me.

"You share your address, I'm going there. Mumpung I'm still off work, because just this morning I came home from out of town," Sinta's voice from a phone call still like a soybean.

"Yes Sin, this abis I sent through a message. Mending you rest first, kasian you like you are still tired." I said.

"Yes Sarah, I hung up. Assalamualaikum," he said.

"Waalaikumsalam," I answered while disconnecting from Sinta.

I sent my address via a short message to Sinta, so that she would know where I live. But I told Sinta to come here when everyone wasn't home. Because of fear Sinta got mental because of the difficulties mama Linda and Lidya.

"Who called Sar? how do you smile yourself? like a crazy person!," asked Mas Damar who apparently from earlier saw me smiling himself when replying to a message with Sinta.

"Hmmmm. This is my man." Reply relax.

"Since when do you have friends here?, aren't you from the village? so how could you possibly have friends in town?." He said with a contemptuous look.

"Yes, this is my message with my friend who is in the village. He wants to play here he said," I replied lightly because if serving the talk of mas Damar is just a waste of energy.

"I want to rest, tired," said Mas Damar while laying down his body beside Kean who was still asleep.

I have replied to a message with Sinta, for fear that Damar was disturbed. I started surfing in cyberspace, I started promoting food again for sale tomorrow. And thank God I now have some supporting tools for out-of-town shipping. So that the food is not easily stale until at the home of the person ordering it.

After the photos of my food shared on Facebook and WhatsApp, I went back to prepare the ingredients to cook later tonight so that the morning can be packed. I did sell frozen food so young people were sent out of town.

My phone went off many times, apparently notifications from Facebook and WhatsApp. When I opened them one by one they all ordered the food I was selling. Thank God this time more than twenty packages of frozen food are ready to be sent.

When he was busy in the kitchen, it sounded mama Linda was on the phone with her friend. It seems like he is happy again because he occasionally laughs and shows off some of his branded items that he got yesterday.

"Sarah, I'm the same Lidya wants to go to Arisan. So tonight you don't have to cook, because nobody eats. You ate enough leftover food this morning. I think there are still two fried tempeh. You have to pinter-pinter financial so as not to wasteful!," said mama Linda.

"But ma, Sarah is breastfeeding so it needs a nutritious food intake. Kasian Kean if the food I eat is not nutritious and the portions are lacking," I argue.

'You're that yeah, start pinter crap now. Therefore your child is taught to be frugal since infancy!!!," ketus mama Linda.

"That village you ma, cook the baby sparingly," I muttered while leaving mom and Lidya who wanted to leave.

I'm continuing my work in the kitchen, cooking for tomorrow's order. I see Kean in the room sleeping with Damar.

After everything was done, I took the time to type in my online novel chapter. Because Kean is still asleep in his sleep.

When engrossed in typing, mas Damar came out of the room with neat clothes and fragrant once the smell of perfume he was wearing.

"Where are you going, mas?" I asked.

"You go out for a bit, find the wind" he answered briefly.

"I'm the same Kean go with ya mas, let us walk three times," whine me.

"Will you follow everything?, ntar you are the same Kean nyusahin. There will be you timid me in front of my friends," said Mas Damar by staring at me from top to bottom. It seems like he doesn't like my appearance which is always cloudy. Because he was so busy at home because he had to take care of all his own, I forgot to take care of this body.

"So you're ashamed, you're on the same road as me and Kean?" I asked.

"Yes you see for yourself how do you look? where is the dull face and smell of the kitchen gini, who is not ashamed to try??," despise mas Damar to me.

"I'm like this, also because of you!. Try to meet all my needs, ranging from kitchen needs, clothes, skincare. I'm sure if all my needs are met I won't look this way!! One hundred thousand dollars a month is enough to buy what mas?! Just make Kean's needs even less!!! still want a pretty wife?!" my words are no less painful.

"Great huh, now you're smart talk??? who taught you?!," asked Mas Damar with a glance.

"What teach me is your attitude and your family to me mas!!!," I replied slowly but with great emphasis.

I walked away from the Damar mas to the room to see Kean sleeping. But after arriving at the room, my baby boy was awake.

Sounding from the room Mas Damar car sound out of the yard. Apparently he was hanging out with his friends.

I rogoh mobile phone in my batik negligee pocket, I'm looking for Sinta contact. And I sent him a message. I told him that there was no one at home now.

Soon Sinta retaliated and she immediately slid here, because she just happened to have a business and one way with my house.

After a few minutes, the car stopped in front of the house. I peeked right out of the living room window.

Seen luxury car that yesterday ushered mas Damar, mama Linda and Lidya. This heart is anxious and there are so many questions in my brain.

I ventured to open the door, to find out who was in the car and what purpose it was for.

After the door opened, Sinta came down from the luxury car. And I was surprised at it too.

"Love?!!!!," call me.

"Sarah.

"Sarah, how are you? I really miss you. Uda long time we did not meet," he clutched me tightly.

But I did not return Sinta's embrace, because it was still daydreaming to think between the car used by Sinta and mas Damar.

"Geez!!! you're okay, right?" asked Sinta to take off her embrace and hold my shoulder.

"Is there something wrong with my appearance?" asked Sinta again to make sure why I didn't return her embrace and just kept quiet.

But looking at the car in use Sinta makes the mind surf everywhere. About the many red marks on the body of Mas Damar and the car that Sinta is currently using.

"What's this about? Does Sinta have anything to do with Mas Damar?," I asked in my heart.

Because no coincidence from where, when Mas Damar was outside the city, Sinta was also outside the city. And when Sinta came from outside the city Mas Damar also came. And that car, the car that Sinta uses now is the car that was used to deliver the Damar mas, Linda and Lidya mama yesterday.

"Calm Sarah, this must be a misunderstanding. There is no way your best friend Sinta will stab you in the back," I said in the heart of this self-destruction that was chaotic.

"Come Sin, let's go in," take me to Sinta who is still standing in front of me. I also immediately put up an ordinary face, so that Sinta is not suspicious of my attitude that many of these thoughts.

And Sinta I was tempted to enter along with me.

"Please sit down, Sin. A minute, I'll get you a drink."

"Udah, Sarah. You're here. Don't bother. I still miss you" he said, hugging me again.

"But, when there is a special guest that Uda long time no see not be given a drink?, have you wait here first I get a drink." I went to the kitchen to make drinks for Sinta.

But somehow there is still something stuck in my mind, even though I have washed away this no-no thought.

"Where's your baby, Sarah? I'd love to carry her." Sinta asked as I put on a cup of warm tea and some pieces of chocolate sponge that I made. Besides selling food, I also make cakes. And thank God the cakes that I make are also selling well because many like.

"Sin, I'll take Kean first." And I went to the room to pick up the sleeping Kean. After arriving in the room it turns out the handsome baby has woken up and played alone by inserting fingers into his mouth. How adorable.

I carried Kean and brought him to Sinta who was sitting in the living room.

"This is my little hero, Sin" I said proudly giving Kean to Sinta.

"Mashaallah Sarah,, your son is handsome. His face is exactly yours, Sar." Praise Sinta to Kean.

I just smiled hearing Sinta praise my son.

"What's his name, Sar?" asked Sinta.

"Keandra Sadam Saputra, Sin." I replied.

Sinta and I ended up chatting a lot about my household and the relationship between me and my in-laws.