An Unassumed Son-in-law
Drama of son-in-law and in-law

"El, how's the office?" Rohana asked his favorite son Gabriel.

"All good Ma. All is well."

"Good, you're Papa's replacement. Be a good leader in the company, baby. If we can, our company must grow and move forward again. Remember Papa's message before he died. You should be able to scent the name of the company and also our family among our relatives and saoudara. So that we look great." said Rohana, glancing cynically at Nandini.

"Yes Ma" replied Gabriel briefly.

Nandini was sitting next to her husband. Already understood and accustomed to hearing the subtle innuendo smelling mockery that the Mama-in-law on him.

Pretending not to listen to the conversation between the husband and the mother-in-law. Andini focused on her night.

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As per dinner, Andini went first to her room.

Gabriel was still chatting with his family.

Gabriel looked worriedly as he entered the room and found his wife sitting pensively leaning against the headboard of the bed.

He took a deep breath and tried to smile. Gabriel joined the wife.

"What else, baby. How come your face pouts so." said Gabriel, speaking softly to Nandini.

"Biasalah Mas. I was arguing with mama in the kitchen." Nandini told Gabriel's husband.

Gabriel then grabs the wife's shoulder and takes the wife in his arms.

"What's the matter, baby."

"Well, I told Mama to do my duties as a wife. I know what Mama meant. But we have art. It is the job to take care of everything. Not what yes. Our family is in heaven. Art there are four people who all have their duties. Time he said Mama I told wash my own clothes and cook for my own needs. I said I didn't do anything in this house. I know I'm still working. Departing early in the morning home at night. I know I come from a difficult family. The point is, Mama doesn't deserve the service of art in this house."

"The hell Mama is acting like that is the same you love." Gabriel said.

"From now on art in this house can't take care of my needs. Like washing my clothes, cleaning my room and eating the food on the table. If it's like that, ok. I'll wash my own clothes and cook. I don't think I can do the job." Nandini was upset.

Gabriel has been a loyal listener since. Intentionally not interrupting the curses of the wife.

El did it so that his wife's heart was relieved.

"Where might I allow yourself to do art tasks. I taught them all. I'm not gonna let you do that. You're my wife. You are also the queen of this house." said Gabriel, then he put a sweet kiss on Nandini's forehead.

"What is El. I'm a hard man. It is common to do such tasks. I can definitely set it."

"No. They won't allow it. No." replied Gabriel firmly.

"I'll explain to you Mama. You shouldn't be doing housework in this house. We already have four arts in this house that all have their duties. Including taking care of the clothes of all family members in this house. There's no reason for Mama to tell you to do such job chores."

"You know for yourself, you don't like me."

"Although that's the case, I don't agree with the way Mama treated you like that dear."

"Well, what else. As long as we mix with your family. I'll still be unaccepted."

"You have patience, baby. But anyway, they are my family. Papa's dead, it's just Mama I have. You don't have to follow what Mama says. I'll talk to Mama."

"Not to do it, Mas. No need to talk to Mama. Mama thought I was the one who met Mas. Mama will think I'm fighting your sheep. Never mind, I'm tired, I want to sleep." concluded Nandini, then he lay his body on the bed against Gabriel.