Tyranny Mother-in-Law

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Excitement encompasses the small families of Bima and Niken. Baras, they gave the name of the beautiful little baby.

"Mas, it seems, I have to work again to help you in the factory." Said Niken who was breastfeeding Laras, while Bima was enjoying dinner.

"Who will take care of Laras?"

"So I had a chat with Bude Ning, whose house was near the stall, she said she could work with babies. She used to go with people in Jakarta for their children, but, since her husband was sick, she finally went home and took care of her husband. She works helping people at home, too, Mas. Home at RW's. And she said her husband died a year ago."

Niken's Story.

"What's my salary lacking, Ken?"

Niken speechless.

"It's not like that, Mom. But, if I work, I can help our family's economy. Then yesterday Seruni sent a message, he said the office job was a bit tight since I was on leave. Especially now that Seruni is also busy in college, so sometimes not focused."

Bima nodded her head while finishing her meal.

"Sometimes I feel sorry for you. I also know, you are comfortable with your current job, and your position is also arguably good. Your career is also on the rise. I enjoy working at the factory. Even though mom was like that to me, but, at the factory, she couldn't do much. I can still help Father. And maybe I'll ask Bude Ning to help me." Said Niken while staring at Bima expectantly.

"Is your salary enough to pay Bude Ning?"

Bima looked at Niken softly.

"Enough, Mom. You always give a salary according to UMR, if overtime, also counted the same Mr. Moreover, you recruited a special person to handle employees, similar to HRD that, said Seruni."

Niken convinced Bima.

"You sure, can?" Bima asked again.

"Yes. I can, Mas." Sahut Niken nodded with confidence.

"Yes, I'll support you, Ken. But, remember, our priority is Baras. If anything happens with Baras, you need to stop and focus on taking care of our child first." Pinta Milky.

"Good, Mas. Thank you, Mommy."

"You're my wife, Ken. It is my duty to support you and our children."

"Already, Mas. You just focus on working, collecting money for our future, especially our children later."

"Miss. I'm sorry, I can't make you happy yet."

Bima clasping fingers Niken.

Niken replied with a smile.

"I've been happy, ever since I was with you, Mom."

*

The next day, Niken immediately went to Bude Ning's residence and offered to take care of Laras.

"Maturnuwun, Ma'am Niken. I'm so happy to help Sister Niken babysit Laras."

"Same with Bude. From tomorrow bude can come. I started working the day after tomorrow. While I prepare first the need for Baras."

"Good, Ma'am. Tomorrow I'll come."

"Thank you, Bude. I'll take care of it."

Niken went by while holding Laras from Bude Ning's house, which was just a few houses away from Niken and Bima's rented house.

*

Morning, Niken, has prepared a tool to store and heat the milk. Then prepare clothes and other equipment for the purposes of the barrel.

Niken prepares the breast pump and its ASI bag. And arrange lunch for him and for Bima.

"Bude, I'm saying yes, nitip Laras, yes."

"Yes, Mother. Heart on the road." The Tukas Bude Ning.

*

"Mbak Niken!" Welcome Seruni when she sees her brother-in-law coming with Bima.

"Well, who's the barrel at home?" Ask Mr. Widodo while staring at Bima and Niken alternately.

"I nitip Larasati with Bude Ning, a close neighbor of the house, who was once a nanny, sir."

Mr. Widodo took a deep breath.

"You're so brave to leave a child, alone with someone else." Mr grunting.

"So what should you do, sir?"

"Mother even who became unsettled to see his own grandson left behind by others. Wis from tomorrow take it to the house only Laras and Bude Ning, take care of it in the house of the Father alone." Said Mr. Widodo firmly.

"But, Sir?"

"Nothing but a fireplace! Even though your mother was acting like you, Ken. But, Laras was his grandson, at least, Bude Ning's job was overseeing." Sahut.

"alright. If that's your decision."

Niken and Bima nodded in understanding.

"Thank you, sir. Bima just went to work first."

"Yes." Yeah." Bima said goodbye while kissing his father's hand, then went to work.

Niken, back to his desk that he left almost two months ago.

"You don't get too tired just yet. Oya, meet Sarah and Eko. Sarah's helping you in the administration, and Eko's, who'll be helping with the staff and as a publicist." Mr. Widodo introduced two new employees of the factory.

Niken greeted the two new employees kindly.

"Later financial strength Seruni, and you helped him." Continue Mr. Widodo while staring at Niken.

"I, Sir?" Niken gawking in disbelief.

"You, later, his desk near my place, Ma'am. Near the Father." Seruni chimed while giggling amusedly.

"Well, I'm not familiar with this?" Sela Mas Pur joked.

"Kalo Mas Pur, remains the factory's flagship marketing. There is nothing like it!" Sahut Seruni while hitting his cousin's arm.

"Ouch! Sick loh!" Screeched Mas Pur while grimacing.

Seruni then stuck out his tongue to soften Mas Pur.

"Already! Let's start working again! Niken, you start teaching Sarah about her work, while you help Seruni." Mr. Widodo began to give command.

"Good, sir."

They are getting busy with their jobs again.

"Sir, I'll leave at 10 I have class, I'll be back here in the afternoon."

"Ready, Runi. Heart on the road."

Seruni immediately passed leaving the factory, heading to his campus.

Niken is now at the Seruni table checking some incoming sales, and forwarding to Sarah to be handed over to the packing section.

Entry orders from social media and from the marketplace. Niken and Sarah begin packing incoming orders.

Towards lunch, a car entered the factory yard.

"Bude, what's wrong?" Mas Pur was excited to welcome the arrival of Bu Mirna.

"Where's Pakdemu?"

"It's inside, Bude."

Ms. Mirna immediately stepped into the room of Mr. Widodo who was enjoying his lunch in his room.

"What's up, Mom?"

"Sir, I was from Bu Gito's place, he just picked up a cloth from somewhere else. Not from our place." Said Ms. Mirna.

"Yes, to, Mom. Bu Gito is free to take anywhere. After all, batik factories are many. So free to choose. The motif and quality of the fabric are also different."

Mr Widodo's.

"But, this is a lot, sir. Until it rolls up the cloth. Said to order office uniforms."

"Yes maybe, Bu Gito's customer request."

"But, Sir. This much? Maybe a big company and we don't get what?" Ms. Mirna snorted in annoyance, while throwing her body onto the sofa in Mr. Widodo's room.

Ms. Mirna sighed deeply, then a glimpse of her tail saw Niken in the room next to Mr. Widodo.

Miss Mirna stood up and headed to the room next to her husband.

"Oh, it deserves you! You are a fucking carrier!" Shouted Bu Mirna while pointing at the face of Niken who was enjoying her lunch.

"Mom!" Mr. Widodo stood up and approached his wife.

The surprised Niken, immediately closed his box and stood up.

"Oh, pantes, he's already here. That's why Bu Gito doesn't pick up things here. Kan, I told you, sir. She's a fucking lady! Don't get hired anymore! Still accepted."

"Mom, come on, let's go home!" Mr. Widodo pulled his wife's hand.

"But, Sir!"

Mr. Widodo, increasingly clutching his wife's arms strong, and invite him into the car.

Niken closed her eyes, and repeatedly exhaled, calming herself down.