When My Wife No Longer Asks for Money

when my wife no longer asks for money (5)

When my wife doesn't ask for money anymore

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Hearing the words of Madam Siti, I immediately went home in a hurry. Anger has been in the crown, I fear that my mother's inheritance necklace is silent by my in-laws. Arriving home, I saw the house open, the sign is that mother has gone home.

I saw that on the table there were things that had just been bought, but there was no mother here. Then where were the two of them, I walked towards the room where my mother was and took slow steps so they wouldn't know. I heard people talking in my mother's room and I eavesdropped on my mother's conversation with the child.

I opened the recorder app to record mother and Lisa's conversation so that she couldn't dodge it later.

"Where did you get this kind of money?" I heard Lisa's voice ask my mother-in-law. My heart is pounding in fear of the mother who stole my jewelry, it feels like breaking through the door of this room but I mustn't be rash.

"So I accidentally saw the jewelry in Ratih's room, so I just take it and do all the shopping, this money for you,"

What, so it's true that mom took my jewelry. Absolutely outrageous, I can no longer remain silent if mother has stolen. I have to get them out of here even if he's my in-laws but if he steals, I won't let him go anymore.

"What are you doing, huh," my hard drive opened a door that wasn't locked. So, I can easily open it.

"Ra...tih you're home?" ask mom nervously. Their faces were pale while their eyes glanced at each other.

"Why did I come home so soon, did my mother hide something from me," I asked pretending not to know that she had stolen my mother's jewelry. I looked at the faces of mom and Lisa, mom hiding the money behind her.

Yes, to make my mother-in-law admit her mistake we pretended not to know, otherwise I could be forced to drive out of my house, especially Mas Rahman with the heart to have an affair with another woman. I won't let them live quietly.

"It's nothing, yes, I want to take things first" said the mother walked out. I who was still standing at the door gave way to mother with a pale face, I followed her into the living room.

"Wait...! From where you can shop as much as that is not if Ratih only gives money to mother only 220 thousand," said I stopped his steps.

Mom's face suddenly pias, her eyeballs seem to come out maybe surprised because I questioned it to mother. Mom was silent at once, probably thinking of a way to keep her from stealing, sadistic.

"Mother's money, where do you want to give money to mom?" said mom trying to calm down.

"It's not from stealing, is it, Mom!! Say it Relax.

"Trainer...!!

I turned my eyes to the man who called me, and the traitor came home. I stared at him intently, there was no guilt for betraying our household.

"Don't be rude you said mom stole, she's your in-laws." Mas Rahman said.

"Indeed mom stole, Mas. Otherwise you can shop that much" I said showing some paper bags still lying on the sofa, Rahman looked at some paper bags and then looked back at Mom and Lisa, I saw that she was silent.

"Where can you buy all this?" tanya Mas Rahman looked at the mother.

Silence, no answer came out. I was getting upset to see mom just shut up without giving an answer.

"Why do you shut up, is it true that you stole," I cried out in annoyance.

Plaque .....

Again Mas Rahman again floated a slap to me, I think I can no longer defend this household. Let a divorce be as long as it does not stifle me.

Mom and Lisa smiled at Mas Rahman slapping me.

I walked into the room and took the bag and put Mas Rahman's clothes in it, today I'm going to throw them out of my house. It's nice, I can stay but I don't want to thank you. Finished packing Mas Rahman's shirt I threw out the door.

"Go from my house, Mom." I shouted at Mas Rahman. Mom and Lisa glared at me with a cynical look, I pulled Mas Rahman out of my house.

"What the fuck are you, Train. You drive away your own husband, don't be your ungodly wife" snapped Mas Rahman with a flushed face. I clenched my hands, my chest up and down holding tightness.

"I don't care, Mom. Take your mother or I'll take her to the police station" I said, staring at her. He looked down in fear because I was going to take him to the police station but we were going to play games first.

"Never bring my mother to the police station because my mother never stole" Mad Rahman said.

"I'll take him because I have proof,"

"What evidence?" ask Mas Rahman to face me. I picked up the phone and opened the voice recording of my mother-in-law and Lisa, all silent as well as my mother. His face began to fade, after hearing the recording Mas Rahman looked at his mother.

"Is it true that Ratih said, Mom?" mash Rahman asked with his hand. I just keep looking at Mom, can you still dwell on Mas Rahman.

"Mom did it because your wife did not give money to mom to the salon, so I just take the gold Ratih in her room drawer "Hardik mom and smother her mouth with both hands. Maybe I didn't expect to be lost, I smiled at my mother.

They are absolutely outrageous, already given shelter and food can still be to steal in my own house. I will not forgive you if he has not returned the money from the sale of gold.

"How, Mas. Are you still strong if your mother doesn't steal," I said.

Mas Rahman rough-hewn hair, I'm sure he's frustrated let alone me throw him out of this house. There is no more love in this heart for him, everything is broken with pain.

"I'm sorry mom, Ratih. He did it because you didn't give mom the monthly money, even though as a good daughter-in-law, of course you gave mom the money" said Mas Rahman without guilt

If she thinks her mother is my responsibility, not Mas, she is your mother, then you are the one who gives a living for your mother, not me

What she said, giving money to mom, that's right. Hello, she's your mother whereas I'm just a daughter-in-law that your mother doesn't like. Moreover, Lisa was never nice to me, and now you easily tell me to give your mother money, not Ferguson.

"I can't forgive your mother, Mom. I'm going to take this matter to the law" I said, threatening them so they could get out of this house without having to work hard to get rid of it.

"What, no... Don't take me to the police station, please," said the mother clasping my hand. I pulled her roughly, I knew mom was just pretending to be nice in front of me.

"Yes, Ratih. Do you not love to see the old mother languishing in prison," said Mas Rahman again.

What, Honey. Your mother never loved me. For two years to be waiting for you but never once your mother was good to me, there was just the talk that made the heart hurt and scream but all this time survived because it was still thinking about the household but time would not, she said, Mas.

"No, Mas. I could not have taken this matter to the legal track but on condition that your family has to get out of my house and you have to give me back the money you spent" I said.

Their eyes glared at me, probably not expecting that I would do all this. Maybe they think I'm just a son-in-law who will definitely give up but it won't happen again. It's enough that I've been patient with their nature but not this time.

"Ratih, you're gonna rile the mother out of this house?" Mother said sad. I just smiled looking at my mom as the drama queen.

"I have the heart because you guys who have never been good to me, hurry up and sort out your stuff or mom wants me to report it to the police" I said threateningly.

"Well mom will leave this house but remember, you will regret treating us like this" said the mother with a waist in front of me, apparently the sad attitude was lost when I drove her away. I saw my mother walking to her room, while Rahman was silent only occasionally the sighing was heard holding back the anger.

I kept looking at them, five minutes went by, but she didn't come out of the room either. What mom did in the room, I walked into the room to see what she was doing. Afraid he'll take things in this house.

"Mother...!" I screamed to see my mom hiding a bracelet.

Yes, the bracelet was given by my mother 5 years ago before my mother died to be made a business capital. In the past, I intended to sell it because I wanted to set up a store but that intention was not so after seeing the stingy nature of Mas Rahman.

"Ro..did!

I took the bracelet that was still in my mother's hand, then pulled it out of the room. I could have stolen my gold without leaving it behind.

"Take your mother away or I'll report her to the police" I said shouting loudly pointing my hands at the door.

"Train, don't be rude to you to my mother until my mother is in pain" snapped Mas Rahman.

I walked to face Rahman, I clenched this hand tightly.I really want to slap him but unfortunately do not want my hands dirty because of it.

"Take them away, Mas. I gave your mother time to pay for the gold she took for two days but if not, then get ready your mother languished in prison" I said staring intently at Mas Rahman. Whatever happens I'm ready to part with a man who can never be fair to his wife.