The Inappropriate Taste

Chapter 8 - Help again

🥀POV LIND🥀

I was cooking in the kitchen. Today I'm going to cook the chicken I got from the courier. Lucky for me to get more sustenance today.

"Where is this shot from?" asked Mas Roby when he saw a lot of groceries in our kitchen.

"There was a courier for us, Mas. He said from the rich and only the elected can. Thank goodness for that." I smiled staring at a lot of groceries that I did not need to bother anymore to buy what to wear.

"Squeaky. Yesterday I got money at the clinic. Now get the semabako." Roby stared at me full of questions.

"Thankful is Mas. Gini can save money." 

"You're not cheating anymore, are you?" 

"Astaghfirullah, Mom. Yes, it is not. Where possible. I've been busy taking care of the house and the kids, Mas." I looked at Mas Roby with a look of disbelief.

"Yes maybe. But if you cheat, it's impossible. You are ugly. Ugly, no longer a wife." Roby looked at me with a condescending look.

I want to feel like I'm screaming. Scrubbing it and spilling all my teeth all this time, but it will only make Mas Roby angry and my children will feel afraid. I took a breath and took it out slowly.

"Mas, this." I handed a grocery list to Mas Roby. That was our list of food needs for a month. From rice, oil, sugar, coffee, tea, vegetables, tempeh, tofu, fish (sometimes), gas, electricity, water, gasoline, kitchen herbs, and spices. If totaled all amounted to 1 million six hundreds.

"If you don't believe me, let's go to the shop. We ask whether all these prices are true or not." 

"No need. Even if the amount is this, you should be more efficient and more enterprising looking for money. Time to be a washing worker for three houses. Why not ten houses. So the kitchen needs can be fulfilled." Roby looked in annoyance. It seems obvious that he knows that he is wrong but does not want to know.

"My hands are two, my. The kids are just me guarding, and you keep telling me to wash ten houses? You have no heart, Mom." Without my tears dripping. It feels so bad to be treated like this.

"Denger yes. You were just sitting in my house. You live with me too. You have been a shame in my life. You should be self-aware. I give you money every month to eat you and the kids. You should thank me. Because I'm giving you to eat."

My emotions immediately rose to hear Mas Roby's words. "Mas, giving a living to the child and the wife is the duty of the husband. It is illegal for the husband to bring up the living he has given to his wife."

"You can't teach me! Denger yes, because the basic food in this house already exists, then the shopping you will cut!" Mas Roby left me crying in the kitchen.

Dion peeked out of the bathroom door. God, I forgot that Dion was in the shower. He must have heard everything. Ah, but he's still a kid. He might understand. I immediately wiped my tears.

"Dion, just stand there. Let's get changed. That's why we eat. It's chicken cooking mom" I said with a smile.

Dion nodded and then went to change clothes. I immediately prepared the food to the dining table. I checked out Dela who was still asleep. Then take Dion who has finished changing his clothes.