Tyranny Mother-in-Law

Unbelievingly

"Ken, you'll deliver this to Bu Gito's order. He said he'd pay on the spot."

"Good, sir."

"This fabric. There are 10 sheets. Her address. Bu Gito yesterday dp his face, then just pay the rest. This is the note too. Ojek fare, tomorrow replaced."

Pak Widodo's instructions to Niken while handing over a paper bag containing customer's order cloth.

"Good Sir." Niken received everything and paid attention to the destination address.

"Later you can go straight home, after sending the cloth."

"But the money sir?" Forehead Niken wrinkled.

"You take it home, you give it to me at home."

"Good, sir."

Mr. Widodo gave a small smile, then continued his work.

Niken continued her work again.

"Hello, Ma! I'm sorry I was late for the bus and borrowed a book."

Seruni exclaimed as he entered the room in a hurry.

Mr. Widodo and Niken can only shake their heads.

Seruni sat in his place, checking customer orders through social media and social markets.

"Well, all orders today are processed?"

"Sorry, Runi, that was the process. I've put it in the marketing department for the shipping process."

Niken Sahut is not good.

Seruni chuckles. "Not what time Ma'am. I am even happy. Someone helped me when I was in college."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Oyeah, abis work accompany me find cilok yuk!" Bring Seruni.

"Huh? Sorry can't be. You asked me to bring you stuff. How's tomorrow?"

"Okay, Ma'am." Seruni gave her thumbs up to Niken.

They continued their work until the afternoon.

Permission to deliver customer orders to the house.

*

"Mbak Niken?" An online motorcycle taxi approached Niken while waiting in front of the factory.

"Yes, Mum."

"Here, Ma'am, put on the helmet."

Niken wore the helmet that gave the online motorcycle taxi and immediately rode the motorbike.

About fifteen minutes on the way to the destination of Bu Gito's house, through the traffic jam of the city of Yogya, finally arrived also to a large house.

"It's over, Ma'am."

"Thank you, Mum. It's his helmet." Niken handed back the helmet to Mas Ojek.

Niken walked into the courtyard of the mansion.

"Sorry, find who, Ma'am?" The security guard who works in front of the house.

"Eh, yes." Niken was shocked and turned his body towards the security guard who called out to him.

"Anu Pak, I want to take orders from Bu Gito, from Mr. Widodo." Said Niken while showing his luggage paper on the security guard.

"Oh. Please Mommy." The security guard guided Niken to come with him.

Niken waiting on the front porch, the security guard entered the house to tell the owner of the house was coming.

Niken looked around the big house.

"Must be rich." Batin Niken's.

"Paid Mr Wid's employee?" Sapa a middle-aged woman with a Javanese kebaya, hair on saggul like going to the condangan.

"Yes, Mom." Sahut Niken.

"I'm Mrs Gito." Her speech.

Niken took a breath, he was amazed to get the woman. The aura that emanated was extremely powerful, making him groggy.

"This, Ma. Please check first."

Niken handed me the paper bag.

The woman received and re-examined her order.

"Usually Mas Pur is here? Mr. Wid, add another employee, huh?"

"Mas Pur is out of town, dropping off orders as well. I help you at the factory." Sahut Niken lirih's.

"Good indeed. Where'd it come from?"

"I'm from Jakarta, Mom."

"Loh, distant. What there is no company that will accept, until work in Yogya. The pay, right, is it big there?"

Niken smiled faintly, and could only half-down.

"Yes, Mom." Niken with a smile.

"Lo, Bima in Yogya?"

"Yes. Coincidentally Mas Bima moved the task to Yogya, so I went along."

Niken replied while nodding slowly.

Mom Gigi smiled.

"It's the lack of money yesterday. Count it first." Gito handed me an envelope.

Niken accepted it, then counted slowly. Then match the purchase note.

Niken looked at Bu Gito while nodding.

"It's fitting, Mom. Thank ye. Excuse me." Tukas Niken politely.

"good. Heart on the road."

"Good, Mom."

Niken stood up and passed from the big house.

When in the yard, a car turns into the courtyard of the big house.

Niken dodged a little, and walked slowly through the car.

A woman got out of the car, and looked at Niken.

Niken also realized that he was being observed.

Niken turned his head, and how surprised he was when he found out the woman who was looking at him.

Rhymes.

"Don't this be his house? I need to get out of here!" Batin Niken's.

Niken soon passed by speeding up his pace.

"Have, Mother?" Ask the security guard who met him earlier.

"Already, sir. Thank you." Thank you." Niken with a smile.

Niken did not look back even though he wanted to.

But his heart said no. Niken soon passed from the mansion, looking for a way to return home.

"Mbak Niken!" Call someone, approach him on a motorcycle while he is walking towards home.

"Well, God?" Niken surprised.

"Come, screw me. You want to go home too, right?" Dewa.

Niken then approached and immediately hugged the God motorbike.

"Can't you get here, Mommy?" Ask the gods on the way.

"I'm dropping off Bu Gito's order."

"Oh." The God's Law is restrained. There was something that seemed to be covered up, but, Niken just ignored that feeling.

"Where are you from?"

"I have a music studio with friends, it's out of there."

"Well, cool, you, Wa."

The god chuckled at his brother-in-law's praise.

The motor goes into the home page of the Widodo family. Mother who was sitting casually on the terrace immediately glared and stood up when she found out that the God had a conversation with Niken.

"Good, yeah! Husband slamming bones, you tease his sister! You cheap lady! Huh!" Hardik Bu Mirna in a loud voice while standing folding his hands in front of his chest.

Niken and the God who walked were about to enter, could only gawk.

"What the hell, Mom?" Sahut Dewa's.

"You too, why wear the show bonceng bonceng women?"

"I saw Ma'am Niken walking home on the street. Yeah, I'm fucking around, I want to go home, too." Answer the God firmly.

"Road on the street? You don't work in a factory? Be asleep! You slackers!" Ms. Mirna pointed at Niken's face by putting on her ferocious look.

"I'm just dropping off Ma'am's stuff." Sahut Niken lirih's.

"Send goods? Huh, just excuse me! There's Mas Pur. You may not be the one my husband told me to. What are you, huh!" Sindir Bu Mirna while glaring.

"Mom. Can't do that. Earlier, Ma'am Niken was carrying goods to Bu Gito's place."

"Huh? Whahuh? Didn't you hear me wrong? To Bu Gito's place?"

"Yes, Mom." Sela Niken is fast.

"Heh, God, did you see for yourself, he went to Bu Gito's house?"

"Nope, Mom. But it's near Bu Gito's house, Mom." Sahut Dewa's.

"I don't believe it. A woman like her can go there. Then the Father told. You are selective when you tell people to anter stuff! Especially if you bring money from the sale! You may not have been told by Father!" Firmly Bu Mirna with her tense face.

"Really, Mom. I was right asked by Mr. Gito to send an order from Bu Gito. Mas Pur is going to Solo to send orders. Mrs Gito himself accepted me, just now."

"Huh! Slither! No way! You lied!" Miss Mirna's getting angry.