The Dilemma of Husband and In-Law

Chapters 13. For the Fruit of the Heart

" Diah, next week we'll open together at my sister's house" all of you'll tell me later, and then I'll make something to bring" said the father-in-law.

Diah only listened without responding to her in-laws. Diah always thought, why every event in the house of her sister-in-law never said it directly to Diah.

But her busy father-in-law told Diah. And who is always enthusiastic to invite Diah to and fro and have to bother preparing if there is an event.

While arriving Diah wanted to make something and hold an event no one helped him.

The fast was crowded and all gathered, but after finishing the congregation prayers Bima and Diah immediately went home.

There Diah only feeds her child, herself does not eat rice. Instead of just eating cake and drinking, Diah greeted her sister-in-law but was not welcomed warmly by Lastri.

In the holy month it remains the heart of Lastri not intending to change or try to care more about his relatives and others.

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The monik who has come home from work always takes a shower and goes into his room. He never greeted Diah without any need.

During the holidays, Monik who was relaxing in his home lying down while braining - atik his cellphone in front of the tv.

Meanwhile, Diah was very tired all day already working and washing clothes so much because it had 3 days not washing.

Diah fell asleep with her son because she was very tired and sleepy.

Her wet clothes were still in her sun outside the house at that time.

It was dark and overcast, Monik still playing with his phone.

Diah was very sound and slept in a dream with her son Aira, the air felt a little cool adding them more and more asleep again.

It turned out to be raining heavily, and Diah was unaware of it.

While Monik was ready to lift clothes belonging to his mother, who did wash also at that time.

Monik hated Diah too much, so he did not lift the clothes clothes clothes of his sister-in-law (Diah).

Monik was still slow with his phone, then there was half an hour Diah woke up because of the sound of rumbling and lightning that struck.

" The Astagfirullah !" said Diah.

" My clothes, oh no rain from what time ?" talking themselves.

Diah came out of the room, leaving behind Aira who was still sleeping soundly inside.

Diah saw in the living room chair already lying clothes raised by the Monik earlier. In Diah's heart may have been raised by the Monik by then.

" Why aren't my clothes there ?" in his heart he said.

" May be hit by it ?" but Diah was still curious and he pretended to come out looking at the clothes he was drying earlier.

And sure enough, Diah's clothes were wet again because of the rain that was so swift.

Diah was surprised to bow her head and lay her hands on her chest.

" Geez.." It turns out this is his real nature.

Even if hate is not so at all, thought Diah who just knew it turns out Monik people are capable and so much of it against others.

Diah just realized it turns out people out there are more heartless, but he does not think for everyone.

Diah finally went inside again and did not pay attention to the clothes anymore. Because it's all wet and it's still raining outside.

The monik that had been in the tv room had now entered his room and slammed the door of his room hard.

" Bum !"

They all understand the nature of his sister who they think is still too children. While the current age of the Monik is 21 years which they think is legitimate - it is legitimate and does not respect others.

📳 " Drrt...., drrt..." the mobile vibrates no one picked up and answered it.

Diah called her 4-month-old mother in Borneo. But his phone no one answered the call from Diah.

Then Diah called her sister Sania, seeing the contact number on her phone.

Diah called her sister because she felt lonely, and just chatting just asking her news.

📞 " Hello San... ?!" Diah greeted her sister.

📞 " Yes mbak ?" what's up ?" ask Sania.

📞 "Nothing, just want to call you" he said again.

📞 "How are you San ?" all healthy children ?" Diah asked again.

📞 "Yes all healthy, can't play here mbak ?" ask Sania.

📞 "Not yet deck, Aira school and anyways you guys have come home not knowing" he said again.

📞 "How are you at home mama, deck ?" ask Diah to know the state of her mother's new home.

📞" Mama and father are still living while at Risa's mother's house, said her father wanted to wake up near Risa's house alone" Sania explained.

📞 "Oh yes mbak, later Sunday play at home ya mbak" children always ask Aira, later let them play a balloon pool next to my house" Sania invited Diah to meet.

Sania actually has something she wants to talk about, but it can't be talked about at Diah's parents-in-law's house right now.

📞 "Yes already San, mbak want something to do again." later next time we connect again." said Diah.

📞" Alright mbak, assalamualaikum.." The conversation was closed.

Diah fell back on her bed next to her son. Diah's feelings at this time are actually chaotic, because she is not exhausted with the Monik sister of her husband who has no feelings at all.

The feeling of wanting to cry and scream right then and there was what she felt. But it could not be removed at that time.

" If you knew Bima, I would have been destroyed when you brought me in and stayed here" she said in tears.

His heart was now so broken that it was broken, even his heart was almost frozen to be able to take back everything.

Husband still can not fully believe what is always said by him. All swallowed for the sake of Aira, surviving also for the sake of her son Aira.

Always in his heart encourages himself so that he can be sane in living his life.

" I'll try again mas, hang with you."

" Maybe there will be a way or happiness for our little family in the future" Diah prayed in her heart.

Diah looked at her son and embraced with genuine affection.

" Daughter, when you grow up, love your mom, son..?!"

" Let the others not care about your mother, so long as you're with her."

" There will be nothing for you to worry about anymore in this world." the expression of the heart of Diah who hopes her child understands and can love her.

All that Diah poured out on his son, and wouldn't make him feel what he felt first.

As much as possible to make his son happy with his abilities.