
The atmosphere of the house is getting dirty and unkempt since the image was expelled by his father. Just imagine, usually before six in the morning the floor has been swept clean. The laundry has been dried. Dirty dishes are no longer piled up in the sink. Food is ready at the dinner table. It's six o'clock in the morning when the ship's kayak house broke. Even the laundry that has been lifted from the clothesline of Siska and the princess do not want to fold and grapiin. Anyway very bad. Where is there a man who wants to marry a girl cake that, can not take care of the house.
"You're the one with the put" said Siska.
"Enak aja..mu aja mbak" replied ketus daughter to sister Siska.
"Well, who told you to clean the house. That's the job of the image" ketus mbak Siska.
"Eh.. you forget what idi*t yes mbak siska, the image has been expelled father" his servant mbak daughter no less ketus.
"Partially if you don't want to settle down at home mom later came home from the market also settle itself like usual" replied mbak Siska while engrossed in toys hp.
"Yes yes.gapain also fuss and tired clean house. This is the duty of housewives aka mothers" cerocos mbak daughter.
"Mending sit here relaxing play hp ma me" invited mbak Siska while patting the seat next to the empty.
Surprised also the state of the house is messy but they are very comfortable. If I had broken my head because I was dizzy, look it's all dirty. They do not think that coming home from the market mom must be tired, coming home from work to earn a living at home treated to a scene that makes the head scorned and feels like wanting emotions.
Mbak Siska and Mbak Putri are engrossed in their own with their respective phones without any sense of wanting to help parents even though it is only clean house or just folding clothes. The room I used to use for the bed was clean and it was used to stack clothes. Jeez if the curtain is opened and seen Kayak ship broke. You could say bird nest. Surely there are rats and cockroaches that make a home there. Understand the house with such conditions since the image was expelled from the house and it has been running six months more.
The door of the house is opened, now it is two noon usually the mother has gone home at this time if the trade is up. Mom just shook her head to see the condition of the house. How not like a dumpster, on the floor here and there a lot of food wrappers scattered.
"Siska Putri help clean the house why the hell you don't want. You'll know mom's working" ketus mom.
"Yes have Bu is so angry, it is the duty of the mother to take care of the house.We are children whose job is only to mengeneng seneng and eat" replied Siska.
"You don't think you're tired of working straight out of the house. If so you guys who work mom who finishes the house" hardik mom.
"Lho can't do that, ma'am, making a living is a parent's job" chirped the princess.
Edan. I already know the character of mbak Siska and Mbak Putri. The more pressured and forced they will become more and more so, starting from words and actions. Ever maksa mbak Siska washing dishes while nagging, notya done uh. all broken dishes split on the floor due to the same banting mbak Siska.
Now maybe my mom. Yes, Zulaikha's mother only realized how helpful it was for me to be in that house, even though all the family members labeled me as the son of the unlucky bearer. As if it could ease the burden on my mother for homework, and help my father reduce the cost of living or school.
Because I rarely eat mother's cooking even though every day I help cook in the kitchen, is it possible that you think that you can already make your own money for your life and school. Maybe that's what my mom thought of me.