
A few days passed, actually the condition of the Giselle and Gibran household could not be said to be good. Sometimes the love between the two feels bland. Especially after the PKK, and Gibran amid his emotions and helplessness said that Giselle should not pressure him to choose between her or his mother.
Actually not because Giselle pressured her husband to choose one of the two, but more to Gibran who could only slightly defend her in front of her mother. After all, no matter how Giselle has not closed her eyes, monthly money for Mother-in-law is also always given. For energy, even though the results of Giselle's domestic work are not optimal, but Giselle is always willing and trying to help work at home.
Now, the evening atmosphere in Bandung is cold. Therefore, Miss Rosa asked Giselle for help to brew tea for her.
"Sell, Giselle .., I'm asking you to please dong, make you some hot tea. It's raining like this to drink hot tea" said Ms. Rosa.
Feeling told by her own mother-in-law, Giselle immediately headed to the kitchen. He brewed tea, at the request of his mother-in-law. Not much to say, as Giselle stood in front of the gas stove and waited for the water to boil. Her mother-in-law and Gibran were sitting together in the living room.
Take two cups of ceramic, then pour the tea that smells jasmine. Then Giselle stirred the sugar that had been mixed with the tea slowly. Afterwards, she brought a tray of two cups of tea for Ms. Rosa and her husband.
"Please, ma'am ... the tea" said Giselle.
She then took a cup of tea, and brought it closer to the table in front of her mother-in-law and also to her husband. Giselle also invited Gibran to drink the tea.
"What color is that?" ask Miss Rosa.
The look on Ms. Rosa's face looks unappetizing with the tea that Giselle has just made. Because, according to Bu Rosa, the tea made by Giselle is clear, not dark brown. In addition, the smell of jasmine is also invisible. Just observing the color alone has made it unappetizing.
"Let Giselle change yes, Ma'am ... Giselle made a new one" said Giselle, who took the initiative.
Gibran who was sitting in front of his mother had already sighed. Is it going to be hot again. Fuck the in-laws and the daughter-in-law. Cook just because of tea, should be in question?
"Mother, tasted dong first, ma'am. It's delicious, Gibran has been drinking. The color is not as close as usual, but it tastes good" Gibran said.
But Ms. Rosa just stared with a sultry ceramic cup filled with the tea. Then shook his head, already not tasteful. The tea that Giselle made looked completely unappealing.
"Mother" Gibran said, looking at his mother's face.
However, Miss Rosa herself seemed to ignore Gibran who had held her back with a call.
"So woman, so wife, so the daughter-in-law does not just say make money. Women should be able to do housework. In the past, just wash the dishes and do not collect all the garbage. Now, make a clear tea like gini like kayak kobokan water."
Giselle bowed, she did not reply to her mother-in-law's words. Because, if you argue or want to defend yourself, it will only make your mother-in-law more emotional. Meanwhile, Gibran seemed to be sighing deeply.
"Mom, it's Mom" Gibran said.
"Risk of having a son-in-law of a rich man's son. Making tea can't. Accustomed served. There is already no ART that provides and serves. If you are a woman, you should know the kitchen as well. Not just work, go neat, go home and sleep."
The word of the heart and also seems to be related to the background of Giselle who is from a family of rich people. Miss Rosa was furious because Giselle seemed to only be able to make money, but was unable to take care of the house and kitchen.
"Bring the cup back! Clean the table, too. Wonder Mom, have a daughter-in-law told to make tea can not!"
After speaking at length, Miss Rosa entered her room. Meanwhile, Giselle's tears just like that. He thought he'd get in-laws who would consider him a son. Parents who reprimand children will be shown the location of their mistakes, then provide examples so that their children are no longer wrong. Not just giving a spicy speech and not giving an example at all.
"Have it, let me clean it, Yang," said Gibran, who stood up and was about to clean the table.
However, Giselle immediately prevented her husband. He took a cup and cleaned the table, then washed the cup with tears. It hurt her heart. The inner conflict she faced every day, seemed to make her go awry in her own home-in-law.
I thought the daughter-in-law would be made her own daughter in her in-laws' house. However, here is only the spicy tongue of mother-in-law that I got. I've always been the wrong daughter-in-law, there's no point. When can you accept me sincerely? Seeing myself not as a rich kid, but as a imperfect Giselle, but trying to do the best I can.