Behind my In-laws silence
Chapter 10 Questions for children.
The children began to approach towards Mas Raka, they looked astonished by the woman who kept spoiled at Mas Raka's hands.
"Who are these aunts, pah?" tanya Farhan stared at her dislike towards the woman beside Mas Raka.
"This is your second mother!" mas Raka replied, without thinking about the feelings of his three children, Mas Raka easily spoke like that.
Farhan was shocked to hear his father's words.
They laughed at the same time, "the new mom is already aunty. Still looking forward and fresh mom," Radit's words made the woman's eyes round, staring at them, my children were not afraid in the least. As the woman stared intently at Farhan and Radit.
" Don't be like that, however this aunt is sexier than your mother." said Mas Raka made my blood when it rose.
It was so good that he said that.
Just watch out, I can be more than the woman beside you.
The children's laughter was getting louder. They were so relaxed about returning his father's talk.
"Since when papah can speak crowbar, eat the same anchovy as well" Radit said.
In such a tense situation, they can still make a funny word.
"You've just been out there," snapped the mother-in-law, leaving Radit and Farhan speechless.
"You Ana, make a drink for Raka's new wife" Mother told me.
That's right, the old granny told me. Like I'm the son of a bitch in this house. My heart still hurts with Mas Raka's treatment. Especially the mother, who supported Mas Raka.
While stirring the tea, there is a jail taste in the heart to prank the woman. Therefore I sprinkle the powder that will make the auntie girang stomach pain.
Unaware, my mother came to see me.
"You don't mess with Ana, you can't eat if Raka doesn't remarry. She's a rich widow" said my cynical in-laws.
I frowned, still not believing what my mother said to me.
"So you mean mother?" asked with a little digesting every word that my mother put on me.
"Ahk, you'll understand later" said the mother.
Means Mas Raka married the woman because she was rich, and lived in the woman.
I really have no heart, and I am confused about the woman. Stupid he wants to be with my lovely husband.
I don't know, maybe he's tingling because of Mas Raka's good looks.
After I stirred up the drink, and gave it to the woman beside Mas Raka.
The woman spilled my tea, and it hit my hand. Until blistering.
Insolent woman, just came already made because of.
"Eat him carefully, fortunately not be the same as my wife," grumbled Mas Raka, his gentle nature changed drastically, since knowing the alot woman.
Mas Raka, your words really make my heart hurt.
Did he never imagine how I would survive, with him when it was hard. When the neighbor blasphemy made my ears hurt.
I don't seem to be appreciated in this house, they look at me like shit.
"Let you make a drink" she picked up an empty glass and took it to the kitchen.
While I was still sitting, looking towards the old lady who was sitting sweetly beside my husband.
He smiled faintly, saying." Looks like someone is jealous here."
"No need to care about him anymore" replied my husband. Laugh at me staring at their romance.
Although I do not understand the language, but this heart feels they scorn.
Deg ....
Boldly and boldly I said so, Mas Raka stood up, staring intently at me.
Kwmu ....
Mother who had just taken drinking water for Ajeng, spilled the drinking water instantly, shards of shard scattered where where.
"I'm not going to divorce you, Ana. Remember that," hardik Mas Raka.
"What am I going to do with this household, if you scratch the wounds you have made for me" I said. Tears just spilled.
Mas Raka rubbed his face rough, while Ajeng had no expression at all, so flat.
"Why? Was I wrong, making this statement. If I want a divorce with a husband who can hurt his wife." Hardikku pointed at the chest of Mas Raka's field.
"Shut up" Shouted mother, making some people unable to resist, as did me.
"Ana, you'd better watch your talk, that's it," she said. To me.
My mouth was about to fight, but I realized the arrival of my two children who rounded their eyes, they seemed to want to cry to see an unstoppable cry out of both eyes.
"Raka, you bring your second wife to rest, let Ana take care of you" said the wise mother-in-law.
Mas Raka should have calmed me down, not even obeyed what mom said.
Cihh, my patience is over now.
the old woman who became my mother-in-law approached me, put her shoulders together and said." Calm yourself down, don't take what will make your three children crumble."
Had I not misheard mother's words like that, I should have tried to calm myself down.
"Moment."
Radit and Farhan approached, they cried and said, "why mother? why mamah is crying, why papah even defended the ugly aunt!"
I let go of my mother-in-law's embrace, bent down to be on par with my two children, I hugged them both." Mom, why not! Mama's trying to be friendly with the situation."
I would love to be honest with them, but my mouth is powerless, hurting my two children who may not be ready to accept the separation of parents.
I'm afraid of damaging their brain systems and the feelings of my son's heart, with the problems I'm having in the household test.
Mother looked at us who were hugging, and said, "think again, Ana. Don't you want to sacrifice your happiness for your children. If you're divorced what about the fate of your three children who won't have a father."
I breathe in slowly, letting out a tight feeling.
the old woman who became my mother-in-law is now gone.
The embrace of my two children is now gone. Farhan slowly wiped away the tears that kept flowing, making me overwhelmed by what my first child was doing.
"Mamah, Farhan promises when he grows up will take care of all the souls of the body mamah. Farhan will protect you from the pain you are now feeling."
What should I do, when peace of mind is made by my own son, "Farhan, dear friend Farah."
"Farhan too."
"Yes, Radit's not in the hug."
The cry immediately became a laugh, when Radit showed a worried face.
"This is Radit."
We hugged back.
My children, you are the encouragement of mama, you who are able to make mamah strong, thank God that you have bestowed the son of sholeh and good for me.
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