
Maryati was shocked, she forgot that she was pretending to be sick. Understandably yes, his age is old and makes it easy to forget. The woman was silent for a moment to control her anxiety.
"Cock missing, Man? It might have healed. I also do not know, but only given medicine for wounds yesterday and bandaged. It seems because the scratch is not in Man," Maryati replied reasoned.
"Mom.., I'm serious, motherhood also does not know why it can suddenly heal. Next time don't make the problem bigger..! I had a big fight yesterday with Kinan" said the Word.
"Hmm. Yes Man. The mother's wound was indeed a small wound, scratched slightly. Don't talk about it anymore!" Maryati replied with annoyance.
Word finally came out of the room in disappointment. He had already defended his mother and scolded Kinan, but it turned out that his mother was guilty of breaking the vase.
Not long after, Firman get a phone call from his sister (Arman). Firman replied as if, the condition of his mother was good and still at home Kinan. The Word complains if there is a mismatch between his wife and his mother to Arman.
There Arman only advised her brother to be more patient with their mother who sometimes behaved childishly. If there is a will it must also always be directly obeyed.
"Oh that's it Man. Yes, thank you for the advice. You have been patient all this time take care of your mother. Gapapa Man so that this time I take care of mother, hopefully Kinan can quickly accept the presence of mother here," replied the Word.
"Yes, if you are not at home and want to go back to this city. Just anterine, yeah..!" Arman.
"Yes Man" answered the Word.
Word admitted it feels like he wants to return his mother today also after knowing the behavior of his mother who exaggerated. But he realized that his sister had been taking care of his mother for so long, it was selfish if he was unable to take care of his mother even though it was only a few days.
That night Maryati felt unsettled, other than before she slept in a spacious and more comfortable room. He felt Kinan was not like Nita who always gave up.
"If I stay here, then I should be able to conquer Kinan. If not, then I could have been driven from this house, I think the Word is a smart man, it turns out he is just a husband who is afraid of wives," murmured Maryati.
***
Morning came, Maryati joined breakfast together and without the slightest guilt for being discovered. Kinan only turned a glance, then he refocused on his food. Even the disappointed Word, he didn't say much. He answered when his mother asked.
"Hana, take the soy sauce chicken that is on your side..! Grandma's hard to take it," said Maryati.
"Yes Nek," Hana answered and obediently moved the plate to get closer to her grandmother.
"Aren't you able to chew meat?" Ask Dina.
"Can dong, so you have to follow the way Grandma when young. In order for your teeth to be durable, the teeth of the grandmother are still intact, not rich in the songs of children who say the grandmother has two teeth, hehe.
Dina smiled, and Maryati's friendlier attitude didn't make Kinan happy, but she felt suspicious. There must be a shrimp behind the rock, Inner Kinan.
"You're done with breakfast. Mamah wants to grab a bag first, trus anterin you to school with Papah..!" Kinan. He stood up and went to his room.
After hearing his mother's words, they immediately finished their breakfast quickly. They are so afraid when his mother is angry, inversely proportional to the Word of the father who always understands his children.
"Well, do you want to come too?" Ask Kinan.
"Yes, I'm bored at home" Maryati replied.
"But, your clothes must be changed first! Would you like to be equated with my maid in this house by a shop employee?" Ask Kinan.
"Mother doesn't have better clothes than this, you'll ask Mom to shop?" Answer Maryati who was happy.
Kinan felt regret for commenting on his mother-in-law's clothes. But she also did not want to be humiliated because her mother-in-law looked like a village. Kinan was silent, but Kinan's silence seemed to be an YES word for Maryati. The woman got into the car.
***
Sure enough, after driving the children to school, Maryati asked to be escorted to buy clothes. Kinan said it was too early to go to the mall. They visited one of Kinan's clothing stores and let his mother-in-law choose the clothes she wanted.
Kinan's shop was mostly a grocery store, only it sold clothes. Kinan has just pioneered into the world of fashion, there are also most teenage clothes.
"Nobody fits Mom. We're going to the mall, aren't we, Man?" Maryati Protest.
Firman looked towards Kinan who was upset. Kinan's eyes glared at the Word, but the man tried to plead by raising the DNA holding his hands together. The face of the Word was glazed over at his wife.
Kinan could not bear to see her husband until acting like that for the sake of his mother. Although Kinan was chatty and organized, but she only loved the Word of her husband, she did not want to lose the father of her children. The Word is a kind husband and father, patient and affectionate.
Kinan who does not want the Word feels have everything and even cheated. So Kinan chose to be firm and independent to take care of all his efforts, he did not want if in the end the Word used him.
***
They were in the shopping center. Maryati was so happy, she was like a child running around admiring the clothes there. For a long time he had not set foot in a big mall, so far he was more often to the market.
"Mas, your mother can't be that normal! I'm ashamed," Kinan protested.
"Sorry, Mah, his name is also understood by his parents. We should be happy because we can make parents happy, Mah-ahala," replied the Word.
"The reward is Mas, but your mother is outrageous" Kinan replied.
Tired, Kahirnya Maryati entered a clothing store and chose some clothes there.
"Mom..we're looking for another store, here it's expensive..!" Pinta Firman is not good for his wife to see the price of clothes there.
"Once upon a time, Man, your wife's money is your money, too" Maryati replied. The woman continued to choose clothes, while Kinan stared at the Word with a sharp eye.
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