Tyranny Mother-in-Law

Tyranny Mother-in-Law
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Satria opened the door of her house, she was doing her morning activities for a morning run.


These few days of work made him have to make his body drop, and fever. Luckily, Seruni came to take care of him, bringing Niken's porridge, along with other foods to be enjoyed by other Satrian families.


Satria lives with her sister who has a family as well. They are currently living in a house owned by the Satria family.


Big house in Javanese style. It has two large houses.


One is occupied by Satria's sister and her family, and the other is occupied by Satria and Amanda.


At first Seruni felt hesitant to deliver food orders Satria. However, hearing the sick Satria, Niken deliberately made porridge, and asked Seruni to deliver, because there were some more orders that had to be done by Niken.


After eating the porridge, then rest. Satria woke up with a fitter body this time.


This morning, after resting all night, Satria again did the morning run as usual.


The difference, this morning, Satria changed the running route. Usually he will run directly outside to the rice field area down a small road behind the residential area where his family lives.


However, this morning Satria chose to go around the housing complex. The housing complex near the Satria family's mansion belonged to his father. And when many bought a house there, and Satria got two houses inside the complex, which eventually one of them contracted out, and another one, often rented for daily or monthly for travelers. His sister also got two houses, but one of them was sold, and the other was contracted.


Satria ran while enjoying the view of the house that still looks lonely. Because the residents are still asleep, or still busy in the kitchen.


Today is Sunday, and most people will spend their mornings lounging in bed on holidays.


Satria was stunned while staring at a car parked in a house. He knew the owner of the car.


Satria approached and observed the atmosphere of the house.


As if its inhabitants are still asleep.


Satria pulled out her phone and took a picture of the parked car in front of the house, then observed it once more, then continued running the morning.


Satria ran with an unsettled mind.


"Is Bima having an affair? Does Niken know about this? Does Seruni know? Who owns the house?"


Questions revolved around Satria's head, so she decided to go home and meet Niken while inviting Amanda to play with Laras.


*


"Well, there's a beautiful guest coming to visit!" Niken welcomes Amanda and Satria.


"I miss Laras, Aunt Niken, Sister Regas, and Aunt Seruni!" Excite Amanda while hugging Niken and Seruni.


"Tumben Seruni is here?"


"Bude is off, there's his brother who is a hawker in Solo. So I'll just take it to Madam Niken's house, so there's a festering enemy."


Niken nodded while cradling Regas.


"The five haven't come home yet?"


"Say yesterday there was business in Semarang, because of the night, maybe he stayed at the hotel. Today home." Niken with a smile.


"Ah, Mas Bima is just an excuse, Ma'am. Lah who takes care of the production and average sales of Mas Dewa now. Then me and Mas Pur. He's a rich guy just for meeting clients, chatting, parties with his friends." Tukas Seruni while devouring lemper made by Niken.


"Hush! Can't say that! Your mas is also the work of advancing the factory, loh."


Niken just shrugged his shoulders while hitting the body on the sofa.


"Ma, can I make a cake there Manda in the kitchen?" Ask Laras.


"What cake?" Seruni asked back.


"Brownies, Aunt." Sahut Laras and Amanda together.


Niken chuckles.


"Yes. The ingredients are in the kitchen, do not forget after the tooling is cleaned, and the kitchen is cleaned again, yes." Niken Messages.


"Good, Ma."


"Ready, Aunt."


The two teenage girls immediately rushed into the kitchen giggling.


"Can you?" Ask Satria curiously.


"If Laras has often played in the kitchen. Maybe he'll teach Amanda. You just calm down. We just wait for the results."


"Yes, I brought Regas inside first. Let's sleep well."


Seruni took her son from Niken's arms slowly, then passed into Laras' room.


"Still at home by yourself?" Tukas Niken stared at Satria.


"Yes, here. I'm comfortable living alone." Satria smiled slightly.


"But, really, his eyes are not separated from Seruni. Still got a taste for him?" Niken asked quietly while whispering.


Satria glared, then laughed widely.


Now replace Niken keget and look at Satria wonder.


"God! Realize, ntar Kesamben!" Niken patted Satria's thigh still chuckling.


"Yes. I still have a taste for him." Sahut Satria, that second he was silent while sighing.


Satria remained silent. His memory floated one year ago, when it was raining heavily, Seruni guided his motorbike which leaked under the swift rain.


Then they spent the night together. Satria could never forget that night. He was so happy that night.


However, two weeks later, she gets the bad reality, that Niken is married to another man.


His love for Seruni was still deeply ingrained in his heart, in fact, he was almost mad with a broken heart, and decided to go to Jakarta, then to Balik to take care of a distant client, which he had lost, just forgetting the heartache and disappointment in Seruni.


Until news of Seruni's husband who impregnated the student, and several other students who had received harassment from Seruni's husband who was a lecturer spread in the newspaper.


Satria was shocked to read the news, and was very sorry for Seruni. After hearing that Seruni had divorced her husband, there was a feeling of pleasure. However, until now, Satria was still unable to approach Seruni like she used to.


"Mas, accompany me, Seruni inside. I'll help the kids in the kitchen." Niken's advice while patting Satria on the shoulder.


Satria stuttered, and only realized, if he was daydreaming too long.


Satria stood up and headed to the room to meet Seruni who was still accompanying her baby.


Then Niken went to the kitchen, saw and helped the boy make brownies.


There were giggling sounds and jokes from the kitchen, as if they were very happy.


While in the room, Satria was still staring at Seruni who was still sitting while breastfeeding her son.


"If you're embarrassed, I'll just get out."


"No, Mas. You are also okay here. I have a chatter buddy."


Seruni and Satria looked at each other, then both smiled.


"Excuse me! Ma'am Niken! The barrel!"


The sound of people calling from the doorway in the living room.


Niken hurried to welcome his guests.


"Loh, God, come on in!"


Niken invites God into the house.


A beautiful woman behind the Gods looked at Niken with a shy smile.


"Who is this?"


"It's a Rose, Ma'am." Sahut Dewa's.


"Your boyfriend?" Niken looked at the god.


The god nodded while blushing.


Then Niken patted his sister-in-law on the shoulder while laughing crisply.


"Come on, come on, I'm Niken, Mama Dewa."


"Yes, Mother. I'm a Rose."


"Where are you guys from?"


"From the Rose boarding, deliberately pick up to play here. It's the same with Bima and Mbak Niken."


"There's Seruni here too." Niken.


"Hello, Mas." Seruni came out of the room followed by Satria.


"Oh, so my sister isn't alone anymore?" God Temptation.


"Ah, what the hell, Mas. I'm the same Mas Satria was a close friend. Yeah, right, Mas?" Seruni turned towards Satria, as if looking for justification.


They talked and laughed together.


By noon, Bima arrived and parked the car in the garage.


"Oh, gather here again?" Ask with a smile.


"Yes, Mas. Seruni hitchhiking Regas, Satria escorts Amanda. Then the gods want to recognize the candidate." Sahut Niken while looking at Bima.


Bima just nodded.


The rose stared at Bima unblinking and was very surprised.


"Yes, please continue! I'm gonna take a shower and rest."


Bima passes.


"That was, Sister Niken's husband?"


Ask the rose carefully.


"Yes. That's Mas Bima, my husband. His brother Dewa and Seruni." Niken with a smile.


The rose only smiled wryly hearing it.


Satria saw the change in the look of the Rose's face, she felt that the Rose knew something about Bima.