(Medicine of Revision)Rosalinda
Maulang Karak's

After I took the food, I ate with annoyance regardless of the voices of the friends before me.

“Ros!” call Uncu with a waist.

I looked at Uncu, making sure of what other mistake I made this morning, so that He had to bend his waist like that to me. I kept spinning my brain, remembering, nothing had an answer.

“Did Uncu think I would open my first night disgrace also to my friends, so he got angry. She thought I'd be that stupid what?” I am upset in my heart.

“You are yes, you can eat alone, you do not hold your husband!” he said while he was pulling my ear.

Ahhhhhh!!! I totally forgot. I forgot about my new life. I forgot about the stranger, I only remembered my stomach.

“Quick get your husband to eat together!” Uncu command.

I walked away from my friends who were still sitting there while helping Uncu serve rice and side dishes. I had intended to take the stranger to the room, but he was already sitting on the sofa with my younger brother. I don't know what they're talking about.

“Eh, let's eat.” my word. Then turn back.

Before long, my little brother pulled my hair. “Uni, why aren't you polite anyway, call Uda?” the protest whispered to me. Respecting me in front of my husband, he did not want to fight with me in front of the foreign man of my husband's status.

“Ah, I'm hungry.” answer me, then continue eating. Not minding everyone. And I heard clearly, My sisters are bitter to me. I don't care, didn't I have a stranger to eat with, did I?

My friends, my sisters, my husband, my extended family, as well as some neighbors who helped clean the house, are eating together now. And some of those who had eaten first, were busy making sponge cake over there.

I call the name of the cake is a backing cake. A round cake like a large donut, forming the letter O. Umi and Mama made a special chocolate and pandan flavor for me to bring back to my in-laws house.

After eating, I change my brackets, get dressed again. And I had to go back to my in-laws' house, but now we just go alone called Maulang Karak.

In my area called Maulang karak is back to visit his home in-laws together with the husband to celebrate as a son-in-law.

I was very nervous, when riding a motorcycle with a foreign man with the status of my husband. It feels so strange.

“Tarok in front of the cake, Dek.” said my husband.

He also started to run his bike. “Get tight, Dek.” he said again.

“Iiihhh, itches very much." ketus me. “Ngapain also stiffens, curling up the middle of the day gini.” my grumble.

Though usually I if riding a motorcycle with my friends just hold on to them. For some reason, I felt uncomfortable, and the Innate wanted to be angry at this foreign man.

“Hm, that's not what Uda means, not Uda wants to be in the hugs of the afternoon like this Deck. Adek's hand was the other holding a skirt, Adek also sat him sideways because wearing brackets. Uda is afraid that later it will be uncomfortable, it could be Adek fell.” he explained.

“I used to ride a motorbike, it is impossible to fall!” ketus.

The stranger breathed. “Hm, well, Uda will slowly bring the motor.” back.

Several tens of minutes passed, with a very slow motor speed. We finally arrived at my house. When I got there, there were some of my sisters-in-law and their husbands and wives.

Yes, my Husband, Hanan Arsman, has 3 Older Sisters and 2 Older Sisters who are married, He is the youngest child. Both of his parents are old, Moreover my father-in-law, all of his skin is wrinkled, the road is also bent. He's 80 years old. He is very good at talking and friendly.

While my mother-in-law was the same age as my 65-year-old grandmother, she was quiet, still strong working in the fields and fields, her hair was still all black, there were only gray hairs one or two strands, she said, all his teeth are still fine.

All my sisters-in-law are sweet black, just like my husband Hanan Arsman. Except, 1 brother-in-law, he was white alone and handsome.

His family cut the sponge cake I brought, put it in front. Everything is friendly and talkable. The quiet ones were only the mother-in-law and the handsome brother-in-law. That's my big family response. But I said, they're all creepy.

Why that?

Suddenly, I am Rosalinda Tanjung a cowardly woman all over the world, my lips tremble, my tongue crotch. My ability to talk and judge people, whether lost where, tomboy nature I don't know who borrowed it?

Where did my courage go? Are all the women who become sons-in-law, becoming out of control like me, right now? Is this what we call Nervous?

They all greeted me, talked to me, my voice came out one and two, I was very nervous. I swear, I'm so nervous! All my life, it's been an incredible nervousness, I've never been this nervous before. Really!!!

The foreigner, who was my husband, was still faithfully sitting beside me, clasping my hand tightly, as my voice clenched to answer my brothers-in-law's question. He smiled and helped me answer some of those questions.

Waitaminute! How does he know everything about me? He can even help me answer questions he shouldn't know? Did my family tell Hanan everything about me?

Starting from my favorite food, what I don't like and some things. Is that his instinct, or has he been watching me all this time? Wasn't I with him, only for 3 days?

After talking, they began to put food, and we ate together, all the dishes served were my favorite food like half-cooked beef eggs sprinkled with onions on top, Tilapia tamarind fish tempoyak, and rendang fern jengkol.

Though in front of me my favorite food, and this is already a meal. But, my taste was gone, I felt full and misbehaved.

“Why Rosa? Does the side dish not taste good?” ask one of my brothers-in-law.

“Enak kak.” I replied deg-degan.

“Diet yes?” ask the others.

“Here eat a lot, Amak house is like your mother's house Ros, do not hesitate.”

“Iya Kak, had eaten at home, so it is still full.” I replied smiling.

After eating, I helped clean up the dirty dishes. “No need Ros, let's have a brother. You just sit in front. Chat with others.” said Wife of My Sister-in-law.

I thought for a moment, What should I do? Am I really just sitting? Or help out?