WHEN IS THIS SUFFERING

part 17's

Before long I fell asleep in my sleep, I heard another crying sound, I woke up. Adam cried again, I tried to love Asi for him, but he cried again, because he did not get a little water Asi from me. Uhhh,, I was complaining again, I saw that the clock in my hand was already at half six.

God, why is this my life. Kasian Adam, from last night he was hungry. My stomach was also very painful, my throat was very dry. Under these circumstances, Arsen was able to also sleep this serenap. It's all right, God, it's hard to be happy that I'm going through for my son's future, so don't keep hanging with mom and dad. I do not think how Anindira will wake up and ask for food, I also do not dare to ask for food in this house, I am a passenger without a reward of money.

I continued to hold Adam until the light entered the room that I kept, I woke up Arsen.

"Mas,, get up, mas, "I said as I shook his body

"Hmmm, is it noon? " ask her while rubbing her eyes.

Quiescent. Yes, I just fell silent, I did not answer the question from Arsen, I stood there so that Adam could be quiet.

"Arsen, invite your wife and children to eat outside" said mbak If suddenly made me and mas Arsen surprised because of his arrival.

"Yes" replied a short Arsenic

"Eh mbak, thank you mbak" I said, But he looked at me with a hateful look.

"Hmm" then if will walk out again. However, it stopped for a moment because of my question. "Bak, where is the wc? " my word

"There's over there" he said, showing his hand to the left.

"Thank you mbak"

"For what? Wanna shower? If you want to shower later just wipe your face continue to eat, let your child does not cry anymore" he said and left us.

"Mama,,, "call Anindira has awakened.

"What's the matter baby, let's wake up son, let's wipe your face too papa to wc yes we eat again" said I.

"Mama too" said Anindira.

Finally we both went to the toilet and rubbed our faces, after which we headed to the dining room, where there was Ma'am if and her husband, I saw no child by their side. Will his son not exist? That's why I have to go over with If's business.

"Please eat Sen" said husband mbak If warm, very different from his wife.

"Yes, thank you" replied Mas Arsen

"Take your wife too, oh, what's your first child? "

"My wife carried my little son Mas, because from last night crying, my first child was only 2 years old"

"Ouh, what's his name? "

"Annalya"

"If you're done eating?" ask her husband If.

"Already"

Then If walked out of his seat, saying nothing, he took Adam out of my sling.

"Aaa, come eat together. What's your wife Arsen's name?"

"Anita"

"oh Anita, eat no crap"

"Yes thanks mas" how I do not hesitate, his wife just like a demon writhing guests.

"Mama, Dila wants to be in mama's cup" I immediately took Anindira's plate and fed her after she ate, I continued to eat again.

Mas Arsen and If's husband finished eating, they seemed to go out for a chat, Anindira also followed her papa out. After eating, I took the dirty dishes we used to eat, I brought them to the kitchen and I washed them. I heard Adam's cries from the outside, I hurriedly finished it. I don't know what causes Adam to cry, maybe my son was pinched by the woman, ah I don't know why I became uzon's pretentious with mbak If, even though mbak If has given us a ride in his house.

After washing the dishes rushed me out, I saw here and there I did not see my eldest son, where is Anindira? my heart asked.

kuamabil my son from the sling mbak If.

"Here mbak I suckled, sorry to have repot mbak" said I was still chirping looking for the whereabouts of Anindira.

"Yes obviously you guys are very troublesome" while turning her upper left lip up with her eyes turned upside down, I wanted to vomit I saw this woman's face in front of me. But you have to be patient.

"What are you looking for? I'm a bod*h! " splice her. Astagfirullah patiently, if I do not ride home he must have torn his mouth this.

"Anindira same mas Arsen where yes mbak" I said, counting the harsh words he issued.

"Arsen went with my husband out and found a house to live in for you, your son went with them"

"Ouh so mbak" I was the one who had given Asi to Adam, after Adam fell asleep I returned to the back room.

"Eee, uh where are you? "

"To the back of mbak, to sleep with Adam"

"Just put your child on the living room sofa, galangin use a pillow so not jatoh" he said

"Yes mbak" I put Adam on the soft sofa owned by mbak If in the living room.

"Eh you don't sit there, why do you look at your child so much, sweep your house blind huh? Didn't see the floor was dusty"

"Yes mbak, if you also tell me not to mbak, not good to hear" ketusku

"What the hell are you! not until one day in my house has dared to argue, you think the rice you eat with your husband's son and husband is free huh! It's hard to talk to a village person!" snapping out of the mouth mbak If very rude, but I can not answer it again, I am also self-conscious, I just humpang.

I tried to sincerely accept the words of the mother If women do not have this ad*b, but the heart rejected it, too naive to accept. Crying is actually in the heart, I was treated like a person who had no self-respect in the least. I kept quiet and didn't respond, I grabbed a broom behind my door and swept it all over the room. After that, I carried Adam into the room where last night Arsen and I slept. I covered the door, I put Adam on a cloth floor. Now I sit in the doorway, I cry sobbing I hit my chest that feels so painful, I should not cry not have I been used to things that hurt. Then why am I crying over this too. The tears on my head felt so dizzy.