Tyranny Mother-in-Law
Factories
"How did you work at the factory yesterday?" Bima asked while wearing her work shirt.
"It turns out that the filing factory is not good, so I have to tidy up the files from the beginning of the establishment until the new. But some are done. It's just sorting out the factory's financial statement archives."
"Gee, cool! I'm sure you can help Father."
"Yes. How's your new job here, Mas?" Niken asked her husband.
"good. I have a lot of new ideas to develop this branch."
"I believe my husband can. You're great, Mas."
"Yes! I'm great! Great in bed, too." Bima's whisper was right in Niken's ear.
Makes Niken's face red.
"Do you want?" Bima blinked one eye at Niken flirting.
"Oh, what time is it? It's late, Mommy."
"Come, Ken. Just for a second." Rayu Bima while pulling his wife's arm.
"Buck...!" Rejection became a spoiled moaning sound from Niken's mouth.
Bima had devoured the lips of his wife's ranum. And they quickly had a husband and wife relationship in the morning.
"Wow..! I'm getting fresher!" Chirp Bima while tidying up her clothes.
"Mas, my hair and my make-up are random!" Complain Niken while sitting in front of her makeup glass and tidying up her makeup.
"I'm out first, yeah." Bima Say.
"He uh."
Niken immediately tidied up her makeup and not until five minutes, she was done and out to the dining room.
"Mbak Niken, when do you teach me to dance?" Pinta Seruni's.
"Can. Anytime, Run."
"Well, I'll go to the factory a bit unlucky, sir. You want to do group work first at a friend's house."
"Yes, it's okay." Mr Widodo's.
"Yes, Niken and Seruni really made a positive change for the factory. You're happy." Praise Mr Widodo.
The look on Bu Mirna's face instantly turned to a frown and glanced at Niken.
"Why, Mom?" Ask the God who noticed the change in look on his mother's face.
"Lha, just a day's work, has been praised exorbitantly. People work that there is a training period of three months, and that's not necessarily a good job. Lah this.... Just a day, sir! Look at the work for a few months, you can praise." Sindir Bu Mirna while staring dislike at her husband and Niken.
"Geez, mom! You're jealous of Sister Niken?" Shoot Seruni.
Ms. Mirna melengos did not want to answer Seruni's question.
It makes Seruni giggled amused himself to see the behavior of his mother.
*
"Niken, you will help you meet the customers who come. Today Mas Pur is picking up the cloth." Father Instructions.
"Good, sir."
By noon, a car came to Pak Widodo's factory.
Descended a woman aged about 40 years and above, with a casual appearance, but neat, with carrying a handmade bag with batik patterns. Wearing a batik shirt too. Simple appearance, but, impressed elegant.
Then followed by a man in a wooden style, following behind the woman.
Mr. Widodo greeted his guests kindly.
Niken had frowned trying to remember the customer who came.
He felt he had seen women with modern makeup with batik material.
"Good day, Mr. Wid." Say yes while greeting Mr. Widodo.
"Well, Sister Clara.."
"Yes... Adelin Clara! The famous fashion designer. Holy hooch! Apparently he's one of my customers."
Niken almost screamed frenziedly when he found out the customer who came. He could only look at the customer with a look of admiration.
"Yes, this is Niken, my daughter-in-law, who happens to be helping Ms. Clara pick a pattern of motifs."
"Yes! Well now there's an additional family that helps Mr. Wid's business."
Chirps Clara.
"Let's go, please go inside." Niken guided Clara into the storage room of products that were ready to sell. It is located in the middle room near the employee room.
Clara chose to choose several motifs both batik tulis and batik cap.
"Well, I don't know, if Ms. Clara's a customer here! I used to work in Jakarta, I used to shop at the boutique Ms. Clara who was in the mall." Cerocos Niken who can no longer hold himself to chat with one of his idols.
Clara stopped her activities of choosing cloth. And look towards Niken.
"Thank you." He said with a smile.
Then he continued to choose the pattern of the cloth.
"This is a new model, Ma'am. Classic motif, but elegant." Tukas Niken while pointing at some sheets of cloth that were spread in the booth.
Clara stared at the cloth cloth that was appointed by Niken, then picked some.
"Oci, please collect all my options!" Clara's orders to her assistant.
"Good Ma'am."
Niken helped to fold the cloth and stack it on the table.
"Okay, that's all my order. Can you help me total?" Clara.
"Good Sister Clara."
Mr. Widodo entered the room, helping Niken pack the cloth with the help of an employee.
Then Niken gave Clara a shopping note.
"Do you have any advice for my boutique?" While receiving his shopping note.
Niken speechless. To be honest, he only a few times shopping batik at Clara's boutique, it was used for work, and the condition, because the model he thinks is modern.
"Maybe the price." Niken answered softly, afraid to offend Clara.
Clara imagined hearing Niken's innocent answer.
"Yes, that's what I'm thinking. I'll make clothes that cost low prices. That's why I choose the usual ingredients. But, I'll make it even better."
"Yes, and it'll definitely sell out."
"Really! Thank you." Thank you."
After serving the customers of a fashion designer, Niken tidied up the fabric back in the room.
Then came Seruni, who helped him.
*
"Runi, the same Mr. Mas Pur wants to transfer customer orders to solo. You and Ma'am Niken between the orders on that table. Some have already paid off, and some still love Dp only. Will be charged later." Father Message.
"Good, sir."
Niken and Seruni matched notes and products, then they put them in plastic and named them.
Then they traveled around Yogyakarta to deliver customer orders.
"Runi, you're the one who brought the money, yes, same note. Let me match the data."
*
After delivering the order Seruni and Niken immediately went home, because the day was already late at night.
Arriving at home, parked a car, and seen Miss Mirna sitting with her guests were chatting.
"Who, Run?" Ask Niken curiously.
Seruni just shrugged his shoulders, motionless.
They entered the house through a side door.
While in the kitchen preparing dinner with Seruni, Niken heard the sound of Bima's motorbike coming, however, it seemed like mother was calling her.
"Bima, come!" Call mom.
Bima who just came, did not answer the call of his mother. Bima put her briefcase in the room, then washed her hands and feet in the bathroom.
"Bima, don't hear mom's call, what?" Ms. Mirna approached Bima who had just come out of the bathroom.
"Listen, Mom. What was? Bima, you just came home, clean first, lah."
"There's Rima. Let's meet up!" Mom pulled the arm of her son.
Niken who was putting cooking at the dinner table, happened to hear the words of her mother-in-law, could only sigh and stroke her chest to be patient.
"Friend Rima first, yes! Mom's in for a minute."
Pamit Bu Mirna on Rima, when she managed to drag her son to sit alone with Rima in the living room.
"Runi, make drinks for his guests Mas Bima!"
"Well! Isn't that Rima's mom? Why do you remember Mas Bima?"
"Huh, it's okay. Just talking anyway."
Mirna's mother shook her hand as if it wasn't a big thing.
*
"Well, please drink, Rima."
"Yes, Mom. How are you doing Bima?" Ask Rima to talk.
"good. Excuse me for going inside.."
Ms. Mirna glared at Bima while clutching her son's arm.
"These five, move to Yogya."
"Ohh. and then his wife?"
Mom sighed for a moment.
"My wife came here. Oya, talk to mom first. I'm coming home from work, sticky, taking a shower first." Bima said politely, while releasing her mother's grip.
"Son Rima, you know. Bima and his wife have been married for a long time, but have not had children. Well, the meaning mom is not worried. Fear of barrenness! I can't have children!" Cerocos Bu Mirna on Rima.
"Masa, um ma'am. Did you check?" Ask Rima.
"Not wear checked everything. It's clear, son." Arrogat Ms. Mirna.
"You should be the one who fits Bima. Not him." Said Ms. Mirna.
Niken who accidentally stole the listen, can only again restrain himself from getting angry.
I could not feel her tears flowing down her cheeks.
