The Tongue of In-Law

Mahendra wants to be considered Liana

“Shireen, I told you to bring all the homework you do yourself,” said bu Nana angrily.

“But I've broom and I mop all the room Bu,” jawan Shireen.

“So who ironed the clothes that just dried earlier who? I mean you? I'm the one ironing?”

“Sorry Mom, ironing it can't be tomorrow only.”

“What if now why?” ask Nana again.

“It's too late Mom. I mean Shireen, tomorrow it just so happens that tomorrow Shireen will come home quickly so he can sweat, mop and iron Mom. This part will already want magrib Bu and soon mas Afgan go home,” Shireen explained.

Ms. Nana immediately thought for a moment.

‘It turns out that what Shireen said has a point as well. Because soon Afgan will be home from work and of course he will be angry if he sees his wife has not taken a shower and ironed anyway.’

“Yes, if so you take a shower. Don't forget tomorrow you iron those clothes,” pinta bu Nana.

“Good Bu...”

Shireen went straight into her room. In the room, he let out his sadness. She cried bitterly for not imagining that her mother-in-law would have that much to her.

‘I must be strong through this. I must not be weak and sad in front of my mother-in-law,’ Shireen's inner heart.

***

After the bath, Shireen fell on her bed. Without feeling tired, he fell asleep. She had just woken up when someone woke her up who was none other than her husband.

“Honey, wake up. Why magrib-magrib sleep.” Afgan sat next to Shireen while patting Shireen on the cheek.

Shireen opened her eyes slowly. When he opened his eyes, Afgan was already sitting in front of him. Shireen was immediately startled and hurriedly got up from her sleep.

“Sorry Mas, Shireen fell asleep.”

Afgan then stroked his wife's head.

“You must be soybean huh?”

“Maybe Mas,” replied Shireen limp.

He looked at his wife's face deeply and said.

“Can I Remind You. You better not work, just accompany your mother at home. Than you work tired like this. Mas worried that if it continues like this, you will get sick,” said Afgan who is very attentive to his wife.

‘I will be more tired if I do not work in the store and at home alone with my mother-in-law. I don't know what else my mother-in-law would do if I was at home. I could be more than the maid she made. I can't give up. I have to keep working,’ Inner Shireen.

Smiling, Shireen reassured her husband.

“Not really Mas. The work in the store is not too heavy. Even if later Shireen at home aja Shireen will be more bored,” Shireen explained.

“Yes, you have a lot of rest. Don't be too tired.”

“Iya Mas's. Oh yes Mas, Mas just came home?”

“Iya Darling. There was a lot of work in the office so the new magrib came home. Yes already, shower first yes.”

As soon as Afgan entered the bathroom Shireen immediately took her husband's change of clothes and when her husband came out of the bathroom she gave it to him.

“This is Mas clothes instead,” Shireen said and will leave the room.

But the Afgan called him.

“Shireen wants to clean up dinner first Mas.”

The Afghan immediately pulled his wife's hand.

“Darling, you are here first, let my sister Fika take care of it. You are still tired.”

“But Mas..”.

“Mas tell you here only, there is still a brother Fika who set it up.”

Actually, Shireen was afraid of her mother-in-law for not arranging the dining table even though Shireen had cooked food for dinner. But to serve it on the dining table usually Shireen also works it. She was worried that if she didn't do it, her mother-in-law would be angry with her.

Shireen finally obeyed her husband. Finish Afgan magrib salad instead of directly out of the room but fall on the bed.

“Mas, we don't have dinner first?” ask Shireen who feels bad because she has not arranged food on the dining table.

“Entar first Darling, mas break first yes. You accompany mas in the room yes,” pinta Afgan.

Finally Shireen was sitting on the edge of the bed accompanying her husband to rest.

***

In the dining room looks Bu Nana with a sullen face setting the dining table for dinner. Fika then helped arrange the plates and glasses because told her mother. Ms. Nana was angry at Afika who was still in her room without caring if the food had not been arranged on the dining table. While wanting to call Shireen, Bu Nana felt bad about Afgan because Bu Nana deliberately behaved well to Shireen in front of Afgan.

Intentionally Bu Nana did that to seek Afghan sympathy. Because Bu Nana is trying to reunite Afgan with Karin so that Bu Nana will find a way so that Afgan will hate Shireen and divorce her. If this has happened then it will be easier for Bu Nana to unite Afgan with Karin who was her former lover.

After the dishes were arranged on the dining table, Ms. Nana immediately knocked on the door of Afgan's room.

“Tok, tok.... Afgan, Karin let's eat. Dinner is done,” said bu Nana dara outside.

“Mas, called mom..”.

Then Afgan while embracing his wife's friendly walk towards the dining room. There they were greeted by Afika with a sullen face. While Bu Nana looks friendly and sweet welcoming the arrival of Afgan and Shireen.

“Afgan, Shireen, let's eat.”

Shireen immediately grabbed the empty plate in front of Afgan and immediately filled it and gave it to Afgan. Then Afgan looking for a place to wash his hands because he did not want to eat using a spoon. At the dinner table, there is no hand washing. Seeing her husband looking for something, Shireen asked.

“Search what Mas?” ask Shireen.

“Graft hand wash Darling..”

“For a while Mas, let Shireen get it in the kitchen.” Shireen immediately moved from her seat to grab a hand washing bowl.

Fika who was in front of them instantly interrupted.

“Measuring him don't be like a big mistress. Eat stay eat.”

Ms. Nana who heard her daughter's words was immediately angry.

“Fika, keep up your words.”

“Indeed Yes Mom. The proof is that we set the dining table while Shireen is only in the room. Since then he did not want to know we were busy in the kitchen,” said Afika again with an angry tone.

“Udah... already.... don't fuss. You eat only Fika, don't talk much.”

Afgan who heard her brother's words just fell silent.

‘This is all my fault. If I hadn't stopped Shireen from cleaning the dinner table, then Fika wouldn't have been this angry. It is only fitting that Brother Fika was angry because he was busy cleaning this dining table while Shireen accompanied me in the room,’ Afgan's inner still silent.