
"Sorry Mom, but the price was flat all 55 thousand, it was also Kinar added the rest of the money to buy kitchen materials, the rest of which are a dozen thousand. Sorry I don't have any more money."
"Oh, you can't find Kinar. Yes already there go gih, I want to cook for lunch. Basically you are a useless daughter-in-law, not a rich daughter-in-law of another mother." his grunts again sounded by Kinar who patted the new bucket.
"Yes ma'am."
Of course, the son-in-law can only move, where his mother-in-law will cook for herself, if Kinar a lot of money may be turned around, where the heart of Kinar crumpled is threatened with heartache restrained.
Kinar himself seemed unable to do things freely, when he was at home in-laws. If only he wanted to go home to his parents in the village, or maybe Kinar tried to ask permission to the village, to see his old house where his father lived. Which he could probably use to stay, take a break.
This is how living with in-laws, where the son-in-law is very poor and is classified as not much help the economy in his home-in-law. But actually Alex where the hell, why the meeting has not been notified for a week. Even the money Alex gave us is up today.
In Kinar's room he only drank, the last he ate together with crackers and soy sauce. The intention of the rest of the morning change, he will use to buy noodles in the stall for lunch but .., this time Kinar had to resist hunger maybe until night, Alex mas will go home.
Although the residence in-laws is large, it is true that when eating is always each, let alone not asked about any matter whether the true Kinar can not be freely, or not, even he was really tired because he did not get comfort in this marriage. But if he complains to Dad, Kinar does not want to make the father think in the village.
Eaaaac ...
'Raya dear don't cry, son, big fast! Sorry mom couldn't give you a decent life. However you are the son of Kinar's mother, who tries to calm down, where with a calm state he will not panic.
Not long ago, there was also a message notification on the old-fashioned phone, which made Kinar seem surprised by the contents of the message.
"Kinar, I'm sorry I had to go with a client today too, along with other recruits. Take good care of yourself! Titip little Raya don't get sick!"
"Yes, heart in the way yes Alex." reply to the message of Kinar at that time, until he shed tears.
Because looking at the clock, it was already six in the afternoon, and felt hungry Kinar at this time.
Kinar this time seemed to hold his stomach, he opened his clothes look red scratches on the former stitches of the appendix first, but Kinar just stick the powder of the sow belongs to Raya.
Raya who was sleeping in bed, Kinar tried to leave where he was looking for his mother-in-law.
It appears in the kitchen there are two instant noodles, where Kinar wants to ask permission of the mother-in-law if Kinar asks him to cook one, because he is hungry.
"Bu .. mother .."
"Mom, Kinar may be allowed to ask one of his noodles yes ma'am to cook." shouted Kinar, seen seeing the whole room and room there is no inggrid mother.
Kinar even knocked on the door of the room there was no answer at that moment.
"What am I cooking? But .."
The last meal was at 05 am dark blind, he immediately took the pot and cooked the noodles, put down the bowl and was seen within a few minutes the noodles were boiling, Kinar pour into the bowl until when he stirred for him to taste a little but cut, knock someone from the side.
Praangs.
"Astagfirullah bu." speechless Kinar, when the bowl was deliberately in the bed of Ingrid the in-laws.
"You're really crazy, yes, very presumptuous use of instant noodles that are not yours, you're not sensitive or blind, yes. Who's that?"
"Bu .. sorry, but Kinar was hungry. And Kinar has knocked on the door of the room no answer for permission, Kinar apologizes ma'am! later after Alex's mas came home, Kinar promised to buy empty noodle ingredients."
"Mom forbid you eat this noodle, because you don't have permission. Moreover, found like this, I was embarrassed to have a daughter-in-law who usually crank up the kitchen, find and eat noodles from the colongan." shouted Mother Inggrid, who seemed to make Kinar cry, crying, where the noodles were stepped on and made a loud shout, which made Raya above the room cry from the room, maybe the fragments of the bowl earlier and the sound of Inggrid's mother who shouted very noisy.
Before long sister-in-law came named Vina, with her bag of groceries had just entered the house, watching the mother and daughter-in-law who were seen bickering.
"What the hell is ma'am?" ask Vina.
"This second daughter-in-law really helped her hobby, she played steaming without saying. Bener's son-in-law there's nothing to be proud of." cried Inggrid to make Vina raise an eyebrow.
"You're Kinar, shameful. Yes ma'am, we're in, ma'am. Later mom's tension goes up again, let's go with Vina to the room. Vina bawain mom by.'
"That's Vina. Good, you are the most reliable daughter-in-law, not rich who is ono noh." scolded Inggrid towards Kinar.
Kinar himself seemed silent stiff, where he had to be patient again. Where this time he had to clean the floor of the former bowl containing hot noodles, even the splash of water was felt once on the white hands of Kinar, it looks to rush because of the sound of crying Raya from the kitchen.
Tsuk.
Ow.
Kinar's hand was bleeding, hit by a broken glass of the bowl was accidentally because of the rush.
TBC.