THE THOUSAND-MOUTHED BROTHER-IN-LAW

36. Unaware of Self

Pov: Tyas part II

Since mas said went to see the cattle, I always waited for his return. Until late in the day he did not come home. I thought he was keeping a disease a secret, but what disease suddenly disappeared, then came home with a body condition like a sick person.

"Dek khumay has lunch? Mother's child, mother's favorite?" Khumay seemed to laugh as I slightly catapulted his tiny body into the air.

After I prepared the khumay food, when I brought it back to him. No. I dappati my little daughter's in the room. Rushing me out, I saw that I had stepped onto the lip of the road with the help of the wall of the water reservoir for the washing of my husband's motorcycle, which had been unused for a long time.

"Astaghfirullah khumay?" My quick steps approached, and grabbed her hand.

Khumay is smart, although it has not been able to run smoothly. But being able to find ideas to achieve his will. I'm the one holding it, while breathing. It became an interesting sight for him, occasionally he followed me who was breathing and throwing it away.

His laughter can make my heart happy, his laughter between me being an entertainer, his laughter has always been my solace, his laughter has always dampened my emotions. His development also made me think of convincing myself.

After being satisfied to kiss the face khumay, I set foot to go back into the house. But again my eyes caught my eyes accidentally belonging to brother Faidah and Bang Bandi. Which is parked, like the car that came to see you in the middle of the night last night.

While watching, Mas Said called out to me from behind.

"Bun... Khumay deck... Daddy home? Where is this father's son," I rushed in and saw a mas said approaching us. He took the khumay from the sling, and kissed the khumay, like avenging a long-suffered longing.

"Where the hell is it? I don't usually go home in the afternoon. Let's eat first?" I said, I couldn't bear to ask her a lot of questions.

But the message from the late father first to his four daughters.

'Do not get used to asking your husband, or giving news, with the condition of the stomach that has not been filled from your house. That's not good for your household'

The message was always blazing in my head, even though at that time I was still sitting in the middle of Junior High. But I quite understand what he said.

Mas said nodded, and sat on the carpet as usual, with Khumay. She meticulously fed her daughter in place of me who was busy picking up rice for her.

I put rice and vegetable SOP in the bowl, and sambal on a small plate as a complement. Not to forget also the cracker setoples that I had to accompany our meal. Without crackers, the taste of food is still lacking sensation, my habit is also a habit of mas said.

"Loh! Mommy doesn't eat all of them?" Ask me.

"No dad? Mother ntar at night, "push me.

It's like knowing that I can't possibly eat if he hasn't come home to fill his stomach.

Now I take the place to feed khumay, if I usually also eat when he asks like that, I don't know why at this time my nested pain refuses otherwise.

"Yes...." Suddenly mas said had fed my mouthful rice.

I'm just unmoved not being able to open my mouth.

"Dad knows where you might have eaten, if you haven't eaten. Now we eat together, let me bribe you."

I am overwhelmed to get his treatment. Now the view is that he ate while feeding me who was feeding khumay.

Clear circles are now falling back on my cheeks, again without excuse.

"Well, how crying? Tell Daddy. What's my fault for making you cry,"

His words like that made me sobbing. I myself was confused, what was his mistake after getting this kind of treatment.

We finished the dinner that afternoon, then rushed to clean it up. Until I forgot to ask myself about my curiosity.

***

In the evening I took mas said to buy sate in the village next to where we live. It feels like tonight wants to go out looking for the wind while favorite snack. It's been a long time since I've been out for a walk.

"Dad, mom ate two servings huh? Now one serving for the stomach is not full." I said without shame. For me what is shame, with my own husband, anyway we use also our own money.

"Yes, I'm also two servings of deh Bun. Chicken is expensive, right? It is natural that__" the mas said speech stops when a servant comes near.

"What message do you want, sir?" Speaks kindly.

"Eh Satay beans two servings, satay padang two servings, and one more lontong sateenya mixed using seasoning padang same seasoning beans but do not be given sambal ya mbak?" I answered the waiter's question.

I like to eat in that place, because each spice is not spicy at all, the sauce is separated. That's why khumay can also devour it.

"Well, isn't the drink all mother's?" Ask the waiter back.

Fifteen minutes later, the food we had been waiting for finally arrived as well. It is neatly arranged, and ready to be enjoyed.

While enjoying the food, the voice of someone surprised us.

"Loh eat here also you guys, a lot of messages. Never been, has he?" The voice of the benefit-brother stared cynically at us.

I don't mind his words at all, neither do mas said. We were busy with food alone, my hands were also busy feeding the khumay.

"Message dong?" Shouted Brother Beneathah from the direction of the two tables in front of us.

After their order came, I saw the face of Mr. Faidah and bang Bandi looked annoyed.

"Mom! Ma'am" he shouted back.

There came a servant who had approached them.

"Seriously the portion is just this." Annoyed annoyed.

"Yes buk? Chicken meat is going up drastically mbak? So for a while the portion was reduced." Said the waiter.

"If the gini is not comparable dong? This is called finding a tactic to make a profit. Oh yes, that's it!!" Say it without further ado. His words were very spicy.

The waiter walked away from their desk. We who were sitting almost close to the cashier's table heard a pair of skewers from several maids.

"Who the hell? Our loyal customers have never been in trouble. He just looks here the looks are pretentious, plus do not accept soall price and portion. If you don't have money, say it!" One of the employees holding the cashier table looked cynically looking towards the benefit.

Not wanting to linger, we decided to go home soon. But before I go home I order Krispy chicken for the side dish tomorrow morning breakfast. Because of the stock of vegetables and side dishes that have been exhausted in the refrigerator.

After paying for everything I whispered a little to the waiter at the cashier.

"Bak if possible advice, next time do not reduce the portion mbak? It would be better if the price was raised a little. The problem is that Indonesians are used to eating with full stomachs."

Then the servant thanked me for my input, and he would pass it on to the owner. Yes incidentally, the owner of this satay shop is also my loyal customer, who always orders alkaline healthy water that I now run.

When passing the desk brother Faidah and bang Bandi I greeted him, and pampered first. He just smiled cynically in response to my words.

When parked bang Bandi stopped the pace of our vehicle, and walked over.

"Id,ehm_ can borrow money you used to not be a hundred thousand."

Before I said yes, he looked at me first and I nodded my head to give him the answer.

He took the money from my hand which gave it to him. Then give it back to, mas said.

"What the hell is bang for?"  Ask mas said.

"Ehm it... Um the portion of the meal is not full, Arif was the same as Wika asked to add a portion. But your brother didn't bring any more money. Nor did he bring any money at all." It was clearly with a face that looked embarrassed before me.

"Yes, then we say yes bang?" I said without asking much more.

On the way home, I tried to break the cold atmosphere.

"The benefits are not ethical at all, mas, already angry. We are the same without cause. Eh, it needs it too, right?" I'm upset.

"That's why mom never liked him. I'm unfortunately just the same as you." The words of Mas said can make me smile

"Janga said that dong mas? I feel like a flying fish soap opera story, which mendzalimi brother-in-law who hurt ha-ha-ha." I said with laughter.

"La he wronged us. It's a good thing I'm on the right side." Kembaali.

When it was almost to the house the sound of the phone ringing owned by mas said hampered the trip. We decided to stop and see who was bothering us.

As soon as we looked at the phone screen, we looked at each other in confusion.

"Hallo bang Brandi...." Mas said.

I don't know what the answer given I can't hear it, can only wait for the answer from mas said.

"Ha what!!!"