Tyranny Mother-in-Law

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Two years have passed in an instant.

Bima still works in the old company, and Niken still works in the batik factory owned by Mr. Widodo, his father-in-law.

Laras, now in elementary school, becomes a critical little girl like herself, in the form of her papa face.

"Come, getup..!" Niken patted a calf pat Laras.

The real barrel is awake, just shut up and pura pura sleep.

"Mama, you know, someone's up, but still pretending to close his eyes."

Tempt Niken while crossing his two hands in front of his chest.

The barrel peeked out by opening a little of its eyes while hugging the bolster tightly.

Niken smiled, then, sat on the edge of the mattress, and tickled the example of Laras's feet.

"Huhaha...!"

Now, Laras could not hide his laughter, which he had been holding.

"Let's wake up! Shower, then breakfast, and go to school." Niken's orders while raising her eyeballs.

Laras was still laughing giggling, while running small towards the bathroom.

"Ma, papa's smoking! It smells in the bathroom!" Shouted Barrels from the bathroom.

"Mas, are you smoking?!"

"Eh, ah, yes.." Bima nodded slowly while grinning.

"Huh, I've told you many times, don't smoke in the bathroom. Must have smelled like smoke. Poor Laras, Mas!" Say Niken with sewot.

"Sorry, Ma. I was looking for an idea for a company project, so I smoked in the bathroom." Bima gave an excuse.

Niken could only shake her head to see her husband.

"Here, just look outside!" Said Niken while pushing Bima's body.

Bima chuckled while trying his wife's chin.

"Not hold on, ah! I want to tell you the smell of cigarettes in the bathroom first." Niken rushed to leave Bima who was still laughing.

"Well, I'll pick you up in the afternoon, yeah." Said Bima while staring at Niken who was busy preparing provisions for Laras.

"Yes. Is it not overtime?"

"No, today I want to stop by for ice cream before I pick you up."

"Asiiikkk....!!" Laras cheered loudly at his father's words.

"Yes, Laras also wanted to meet eye Kakung, has not met for a long time."

"Yes. We'll pick up Mama at the factory."

"Okay, Pa!"

Laras and Bima do the tips, and laugh together.

"Here, here's your lunch. Then don't forget the bottle again, like yesterday. Mama buy still credit, loh!"

"OK, Ma. This time the drinking bottle I have given the name as well, so as not to exchange with other friends. What's the price, Ma? Mbah said, in the market the price of a bottle like this is only ten thousand." Ask Laras while picking up the bottle, and turning it to check.

Bude Ning giggled amusedly at the innocent Laras question.

Niken suddenly fell silent and glared.

Bima also giggled amusedly while staring at Bude Ning.

"Neighbor! Different yes, the bottle of ten thousand is melehot if hit by boiling water. If this is not. The material is also different. Mama buy can a set can be big and small it's expensive ya." Bright Niken on Laras while tidying his provisions in a bag of supplies, and gave it to his daughter.

"Don't be angry, Ma. Soon to get old. Beautiful missing!" Temptation Laras while smiling.

"You too, don't like your mama's fishing. Mom is not angry, anyway. Just talking about it is faster." Niken defended himself.

"Come, not yet? We're going to school!" Sela Bima's.

"Pamit first, Ma!"

Laras kissed the back of Niken's hand, then said goodbye to Bude Ning as well.

"Thank you, Mum."

Niken kissed the back of Bima's hand, then waved his hand at Bima who continued to disappear mingled with the dense motorist that morning.

*

"Ken, accompany you to Klaten for a moment. Take orders for fabric for convection."

"Good, Sir. When?"

"Later, ten o'clock only. It's being prepared with Seruni. Mas Pur, ngider to Semarang, send him a big order."

"Good, sir."

Niken continued his work. Then after that help put batik cloth into the car.

Mr. Widodo invited Niken to deliver the order, and taught him how to build relationships with customers.

Niken was very happy and all this time he felt at home working in his in-laws' factory. His father-in-law was very kind to him, even considering himself the same as his other biological children.

"Yes, your mother asked to buy you a lung. We'll stop by there for a minute."

"Yes, sir."

After delivering the order, they returned again to Yogyakarta.

"How does Bima work?" Ask your dad on the way.

"Job, Mas Bima is good, sir."

"Goodoo. I actually want Bima who continues this business of Father. Even though there is Seruni. Kok, it seems, I still hope Bima can help."

Niken just silently listened to every speech Mr. Widodo.

"Lha God?"

"God, different. The boy was on purpose, you let him develop his talent. Since childhood, my children love art, especially music. But, a God who seemed to be more serious with his talent. Bima can play music, but just play. Seruni too. Well, God really proves, that he can develop himself with the art he's been studying."

"Why Father, did not say directly the same Mas Bima?"

"I wanted to say, but, uh, I asked for your help. I'm sure if you persuade him, he'll change his mind."

"Mas Bima, do not want to depend on the Father. Especially, get involved with mom."

"Ken, why do you teach so many things to you. Because you want one day, if you are old, and not strong enough to take care of the factory, you can help Seruni. Then help Bima in running this batik factory. I'm very sure, if your factory holds, it must be very advanced. Father has a dream, batik fabric production of our factory is to go abroad. Just like you did yesterday. So, I'm glad you still want to help you at the factory."

Niken was silent, smilingly looking at Mr. Widodo. Then cast his eyes towards the front.

"Sir, I don't know the real reason you don't like me very much." Niken suddenly asked that question.

Mr. Widodo glanced at his son-in-law.

"So, at that time Mr. there was business with Mr. Kusuma, his father Rima. But, after you weigh and think again, really, it looks like it will do a lot of harm to the father and the factory. They intended to take the fabric from the factory, market it with their own lebel, but asked for a big discount. Yes, you have already made an agreement, and canceled so that Mr. Kusuma asked for compensation for the cancellation, as compensation for him to find other partners. Coincidentally at that time, Bima was close to you. Then introduce you to be his wife."

Said Mr. Widodo long.

"But, do you know about the cancellation?"

"Your mother knows, but, she has put her hopes on Rima to become a ghost. Your mother was hoping to be introduced to the headquarters and socialite friends of her friend Pak Kusuma's wife. Your mother wasn't at all horrified about the factory. But, you don't have to say he's, yeah."

Niken laughed lightly while nodding.

"But why doesn't Mom like me so much, sir?"

"Your mother is like that. He always judged the other person, who was visible from the outside. You are patient with your mother. I'm sure you can conquer your mother." Tukas Pak Widodo while looking at Niken.

"Thank you, sir."

"Father thank you too, you, Nduk. You are good and patient, as well as pinter. Not wrong, Bima chose you." Praise Mr Widodo.

Niken could only smile looking at her father-in-law.

BRAAAKKK....

Suddenly their car hit hard from the front.

Niken was unable to sense anything else, the faint faint faintness she saw blood dripping, and the world felt dark instantly.