WHEN IS THIS SUFFERING
part 14's
The Part 14
"Huwwaaaa,,, huwa,,, mama awun,, huwa, "the cry of my eldest daughter I heard again. I opened my eyes slowly there was a mas Arsen was holding Anindira beside my bed, my eyes turned back to the left, I saw a tiny little baby. I moved my body wanting to sit down but, the pain felt really overwhelming in my stomach.
"As for who this baby is" I said gently, mas Arsen suddenly looked at me, as well as Anindira stopped her crying. "You're sober? Our boy" answered the gentle Arsen mas and approached the basket beside me lying down. "Mama icu ciapa ma" said the almost two-year-old innocent girl. "it was adek Dira" said I.
"No! Icu son of olang, napa he nidul in caping mama" whine Anindira
"Dira darling, that's Adek Dira "Arsen mash
"Nak mauu,, Dila nak mauu,, money son olang icu auh-auh" Anindira's whimper became more and more.
"Dira want to play? Come papa accompany Dira play ya" mas Arsen took Anindira out and left me alone with my second child in the room.
I heard footsteps entering the room that I occupied, he was my mother-in-law. Ah actually I'm so lazy to see the face of this woman who has no conscience.
"You're aware" he said.
"It's my mother" I replied
"You are, yes, more wear fainted again, will Arsen become angry with me. He said it was because of me that you were like this. Even though you are weak" again he nagged, the pain in the heart growling. "It makes no difference also doctors are the same shamans, the difference is just that it costs less than midwives"
"Mama's fault" I replied coldly
"Eh, good at answering you now"
I don't want to continue answering her again, I'm lazy to argue with this selfless old woman. I tried to hold back my emotions even though he was constantly babbling.
"Assalamualaikum "sounds from the outside, I am familiar with that voice. It must be mom, thank God that this old woman I call in-laws doesn't babble anymore.
"Walaikumsalam" replied my mother-in-law.
"Where is Anita besan" said my mother
"There is in the room" said the mother-in-law to the mother while bringing the mother into the room that I occupied.
"I heard that I did not bring my midwife or pediatrician, why is that so" said my mother
"Eh was pressed once besan, so call the near one"
Hah desperate? Very clever of this woman to talk, I just fell silent. From the beginning, I never complained about anything to my mother.
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A lot of time has run out of them talk, Anindira was put to bed by the Arsen mas, mother and father also want to go home. But I tried to hold them home.
"You're the same old man, don't come home" I said
"My stomach and my uterus are very sick"
"Why can that be"
"I want to go home now to the buk house, I don't like this house" I said as I mellyrik to my mother-in-law.
"It's late Ta, you have little children, you can't go out at night"
"no Anita wants to go home, Anita does not want to be here" I said a little hardened.
I saw Arsen's face as if he was not happy with his parents because of my words, But I ignored him, I deliberately spoke like that .
But, mom and dad still go home he said tomorrow morning mom and dad picked up. Yes I just resigned, I guess I can't move much either.
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After my parents' return. I heard the conversation between the Son and the mother.
"Arsen! what does your wife mean to say that "
"Sorry ma, maybe he is sick ma"
"It's so bad, how dare he say like that in front of his parents, mama is so embarrassed. His parents may not think the same as Mom"
"Hmm I know that mom was offended, there's no way I'm upset with Anita, she's sick"
"Oh you mean that the sick person should not be angry, as long as you know Arsen, sometimes you are not at home he carelessly talks about mama, he teaches Dira against his own grandmother. It's so brazen of his name"
"It is ma! Don't keep me going!" the Arsenic mas.
"how was? Your wife is useless, especially from a poor family do not know themselves, can not manage finances, can not make a happy husband, as bad as his own in-laws" continued my father-in-law. I was so angry that my heart heard the old lady speak, she could talk about the opposite of the facts.
"Regulating finances how mama meant, I just rarely work"
"It's your wife's suicide truss"
"Aware our buk is also poor" ketus mas Arsen.
It hurts his words, my heart feels slashed with a sharp knife. God created a man like my mother-in-law.
Mas Arsen left his own mother outside, Mas Arsen messed up in the room that I pat, I saw his eyes reddened. I know he's emotional, with his parents saying. I just kept quiet with him, not expecting me to get hit by his anger.
"Anita! What do you mean by saying that you don't want to be here" I just silently heard it I was lazy to argue.
"Did mom ever treat you badly? No kan! You can't be polite about you! Can't you appreciate my old man Anita! "
