Your humiliation I made a whip of my success, mas!

chapter 5.

I who was choosing vegetables immediately stopped hearing the question thrown by Ms. Rini.

"sorry Mom, who did you say?" I looked at Miss Rini.

"ah mbak Sinta this use ask who said, obviously his brother-in-law mbak Sinta himself was. earlier, loh, she was shopping here told by her mother-in-law that Sinta kept telling her story, saying that Sinta forbade me to buy Rendi Ririn a motorbike" replied Bu Rini to make my blood rumble.

"i do not forbid mothers, but mothers know for themselves how my financial condition and also my husband. yes know how much the salary of courier between packages, and, to be able to eat every day and pay for the kontarakan already thank you mom." I said answering to Bu Rini's question.

"but Ririn said daily mas Rendi is big, can be up to five hundred thousand a day and the mother is given all the same mbak Sinta" said one of the other mothers next to Bu Rini.

"astagfirullah bu-mom, five hundred thousand a day courier between packages what? where there are mothers, do not ngaco deh. mas Rendi was only bringing the largest money three hundred and fifty thousand, it was also because of the many packages that must be delivered. know yourself the services between packages if again the event must be up to the overload of mothers, the results of that must be divided by four. for Ririn pocket money, mother-in-law shopping money, my shopping money, my shopping money, not to mention for the gasoline content of my husband's mothers" I replied to make all the mothers nod their heads.

"some of these mothers can believe the same child smells like kencur like that, I was listening to aja did not believe.right what is said mbak Sinta, I was listening, what package courier a day can produce five hundred thousand. unless the courier package illegal goods, yes mbak Sinta?" that word is Sri who trades vegetables.

"nah it mbak Sri aja understand I mean, sorry yes mom should if you receive the news in digested first do not immediately swallowed raw" I answered a little upset with the mothers here.

"iyaa mbak Sinta, forgive us who have thought no-no to mbak Sinta" said Bu Rini representing other mothers.

"gapapa ma'am, but please next time do not like that anyway if my husband and I have more money to buy Ririn motorbike, I also will not allow mom. danger, Ririn is still a minor does not have a ID card or SIM and she is also still in school for what the heck use a motorcycle just to style for prestige" replied I who was immediately embraced by Bu Sri.

"that's exactly what Diah said to mothers, if I really prefer my child to be picked up every day and let him have what he wants when he can produce it himself. is that not Sinta?" said Ms Sri who had one thought with me.

"normally also yes mothers, besides mbak Sinta will definitely need more costs because it has a baby and certainly the needs are very large.yes no the mother" said Bu Rini who was approved by the other mothers.

I also finished choosing vegetables and side dishes that I will cook today, let me cook enough for me and also Nauval today.do not intend to be an ungodly wife, but to make Mas Rendi think even better.

"Mother Sri, here I have bought it. please count" I said. Sri also counted my groceries and quoted them.

"all thirty-eight thousand mbak" he said, I handed him two bills of twenty thousand.

"come back please oyster sauce aja Bu" I said, Madam Sri immediately took the oyster sauce I needed.

"thank you ma'am, let's get my moms first?" I said goodbye to the mothers who were still chatting in Bu Sri's house.

"you sit here, son, with a toy, and eat this snack, mother wants to cook first" I said to Nauval, who was seen blinking his eyes to make me anxious.

after making sure Nauval anteng with food and toys, I began to process one by one the cooking ingredients I had bought. Alhamdulillah until the cooking is ripe Nauval still play not a bit of crying, although the snack messy everywhere but I do not mind the important thing Nauval happy.

"we ate first, son, mother made chicken soup for Nauval today" I said, steaming rice and soup before her mouth. Nauval devoured it with vigor, and so on.

just now I was about to put the bowl used to eat Nauval, sounding pounding the door that sounded pretty loud.

"he's opening the door, goddamn son-in-law!" said the mother-in-law who faithfully rebuked me. I also opened the door after putting the bowl used to eat Nauval was kewadah dishwasher.

"what's wrong, Mom, how'd you scream?" I was annoyed by the screams of my mother-in-law.

"what's wrong, what did you say to Bu Sri's house until all the mothers there talk about Ririn and also mother?" ask her a little bit.

"i should have asked Ririn Bu that question, if she was talking to the mothers there until they told me things until I had to clarify things that I didn't think were important" my reply was already very upset with the attitude of the mother-in-law.

"indeed what Ririn said to the mothers until you have to clarify everything, who are you? the artist is not an employee, not using any clarification" replied the mother-in-law to make me more furious.

"Ririn deliberately told the mothers if I forbid mas Rendi buy him a motorbike, but it was clear if Rendi mas did not have money to buy Ririn a motorbike" I answered by looking at the mother-in-law who was glaring at the eyes.

"indeed, if you forbid Rendi to buy Ririn a motorcycle, why you have to clarify everything as if you are the most hurt person" he replied to make me sigh.

"Mom, realize that mother's son is just a package courier whose income is not how much ma'am, ma'am, if indeed Ririn wants to have a motor yes tell finish the school first then work so she can buy what she wants" I replied staring resentfully at the mother-in-law.

"Ririn needed to go to Sinta school, she was tired if she had to go home on foot. now he's not going to school because he's tired of walking every day back and forth to school" said mother-in-law makes me turn lazy eyeballs.

"yes it's a risk she is ma'am, still the school already wants a lot of style.mending there is capital, let alone just a mediocre living capital" I replied making the mother-in-law's face more reddened with anger.

regardless of the mother-in-law again, I went into the house and locked it as usual, still heard the oath she was pointing at me. But I don't care, I don't care, I immediately filled my energy with rice and also the chicken soup I had just cooked.

seriated.