The Limits of Patience for a Wife

Bad Treatment

Since the presence of his daughter, Jingga became very troubled, he had to take care of his daughter while returning to be a wife, doing several jobs such as sweeping, mopping, cooking, cleaning, washing, and cleaning, all she did while looking after her own daughter, while her mother-in-law never again looked after her granddaughter and only often joined together with her friends.

Sometimes when the mother-in-law was at home, the mother was just in the room and doing some treatment on her face.

Jingga ventured to knock on the door of her mother-in-law's room, where her stomach was very sick and wanted to go to the bathroom, while her daughter did not want to get out of her car.

"Mom, take care of Nabila for a moment. I want to go to the bathroom" she said as soon as she opened the door for him.

"How can I look after him, can't you see the paint on my nails isn't dry yet, not to mention that my mask I just put on. What if the mask is broken, there you just take it to the bathroom," said Ambar then he closed the door again.

Orange just sighed, he saw the baby in his carrier. Now the baby is 2 months old and has begun to be active, making him have no choice but to take his daughter to the bathroom, throw water while continuing to hold his daughter.

A single tear fell on the orange eye patch, he still remembered the times he was with his parents. She was like a princess in a palace, not once she did homework, let alone cooking, washing her own dishes she never did and only did after her marriage to Aditya.

"When I'm sorry, yes," the lyrics hugged her daughter.

After doing the activity from the bathroom, Jingga took her daughter to the room, intending to put her to sleep. She must immediately wash her husband's work clothes that she will wear tomorrow. If not immediately washed the clothes will not dry and it is certain Aditya will be angry with him, if his work clothes are not ready.

Orange breastfeeds her daughter in a lying position, making her daughter suck her breast milk while her eyes begin to slowly closed. However, suddenly his phone rang making his daughter who was about to fall asleep again woke up. The orange just sighed and raised his call.

"Hello, Mum. What's up?" tanyakanya.

"I forgot about the file on the table, yellow, see if it's still there?" he said that he made Orange again carrying Nabila and took her to her husband's office, then looked for the map meant by the husband.

"Yes, the file is there."

"Can you take her to the office right now, I really need her. If I go back home and come back to the office it'll take time."

"But Mas, what about Nabila?"

"Oh my goodness, Orange, there will be a mother in the house entrust him for a moment. Hurry up, I really need that file" Aditya said, then he turned off his call.

"Why the hell are you always annoying, mom just wants to enjoy the old days of mom," Ambar said.

"Sorry, Mom. But Mas Aditya called earlier, he forgot to bring the file and asked me to bring it. Can I take care of Nabila first, I'm not long enough, this is a very important file he said," he said.

Ambar saw the file in the hands of his son-in-law, if the file is important it must be immediately below.

"Yes already, lay there. I can't carry her."

With caution, Jingga also left her daughter along with her mother-in-law who looks indifferent to her granddaughter, even though at birth her mother was very fond of her granddaughter. However, more and more his attitude changed as if he had no affection for his granddaughter.

"Mom, I tipped Nabila, yes," she said once again made her mother-in-law just nod while looking at her lentic nails that had been painted with a very striking color. Orange immediately ran out of their apartment, looking for a taxi to deliver the dossier to her husband. Meanwhile Aditya keeps calling her, asking for her whereabouts.

"Yes, Mas. In a moment, it will also arrive, I'm already in the taxi" replied Jingga. The distance from home with his office is not too far to make the orange can quickly reach.

"What is this, Mom?" tanya Jingga handed her an envelope requested by her husband. Aditya quickly checked it, since Aditya was waiting for his wife in front of the office.

"Yes this is the file, yes you have come home do not bother mother," he said then he again wanted to enter. However, the orange stopped him.

"Mas, I was in a hurry I forgot to bring my wallet and my money was up to pay for the taxi, I asked for money to pay for the taxi home."

Aditya fumbled his pockets. "My wallet was left in my room, I was in a hurry to have a meeting. You just go home on foot, it's not far away" he said, then walked back to his office. The orange wants to scream. However, her husband had disappeared into her office building. The orange only sighed and had no choice but to walk to his apartment.

It took about 20 minutes, he walked and finally Orange reached his apartment, with a hasty breath because of the Orange walk by speeding up his steps, afraid if his daughter cries and is not taken care of by her mother-in-law, and sure enough. Just now Orange entered the house, she had heard the sound of crying from her son came from her mother-in-law's room and when she opened the door she saw the baby was still in the same place, with the mother-in-law who was cool to call on the balcony of her room.

Orange clenched her hands, whether calling her friends was far more important than taking care of her grandchildren. Orange took his daughter without telling her mother-in-law.

Orange went into the room and locked the door, she breastfed her daughter while occasionally wiping her tears that kept dripping. Her heart really hurt when she saw her son's face reddened by crying, tired from walking no longer felt, only pain left in the chest over the treatment of her mother-in-law and husband.

The exhausted orange finally fell asleep and forgot one important thing, which was to wash the work clothes that her husband would wear tomorrow.