Behind my In-laws silence
Chapter 2 The eyes of the mother-in-law
I immediately cleaned the food on the table, the stomach now feels sore. Make this hand slowly press on the stomach.
"I haven't eaten since this morning."
This hand tries to open the lid of food, no vegetables on the plate, only rice and water.
Sipping my breath, the kale vegetables I made and also the corn parchment has run out not one bit for me.
There was a look of disappointment in this heart, making my lips wrinkle withholding resentment," Mas Raka, I don't remember what Ana was the same?"
Ana tried hard, he took the rice and sprinkled the warm rice in his plate with salt.
When the stomach is hungry, it tastes so good. Though I had no appetite, but after hearing my husband wanted to work to make my appetite back again.
I'm not comfortable living at my mom's. All my work is done. Because I feel my life is just hitchhiking and Mas Raka is unemployed.
"M."
My mother-in-law came to me, where she just kept silent and asked me not a word.
He thrust a black crackle in front of me, leaving me only a thousand languages silent.
The old woman just left. I'll finish the meal soon maybe wash the dishes and clean the kitchen. To look clean.
When the sun has begun to sink, little by little the light begins to dim. I'm waiting for Mas Raka's return, at the door.
I don't know why this heart is anxious, afraid. Mas Raka why-why.
"An, what are you doing? Come in already magrib, we pray together." My father's call was heard in my ear.
"Dad, sir" I answered shutting the front door of the house, I hurried to go to the bathroom.
And Brug ...
My body fell because it collided with my mother.
"Oh ma'am, I'm sorry Ana didn't intentionally." My hand grabbed my mother's body, to wake her up immediately.
As usual, my mother said nothing, only the look in her eyes stared intently at my face.
Mom rushed away, leaving me as if pecking at the door brother, the bathroom.
"An, hurry up you Wudhu. You are waiting for us."
Mother's voice sounded slowly, this body instantly turned towards that voice. But it turns out that mom only said while turning her back to my body.
After finishing ablution, we underwent congregational prayer. Fortunately the youngest Lulu anteng same with his brothers Farhan and Radit.
After the prayer was finished, the sound of the door knocking, I rushed to the sound.
Gts ... Gts ...
"Mas Raka," when the door was opened it turned out to be his friend.
"Anu, is there a friend?" tanya Bang Ilham hanging out Mas Raka.
"Okay, Bang Ilham. Sorry Mas Rakanya not there from the morning, I don't know where I don't know. By the way find a job."
"Oh .., yes, yes. Sorry to bother you, I think Mas Rakana is there."
"Dad bang."
Wh why? I'm so worried that Mas Raka hasn't come home yet. What was? This body is leaning against the window, as if waiting for the arrival of a husband who knows when he will come home.
"What are you doing there?" said mother surprised my daydream.
"Anu ma'am, wait for Mas Raka!" my answer is a look.
Mother passed away shaking her head, ever since she lived in the house of in-laws. It feels like there are no friends to share with each other, different when living in your own mother's house when there are any problems I always tell stories.
And my mother always heard my birth, unlike my mother-in-law who only said one or two words.
Until I was reluctant to invite chat. 10 years of undergoing the household bahterai at that time the departure of a new mother of several months.
I had to stay at home in-laws. Because, my parents' house was taken over by Kak Indah.
Kak Indah does not want me to live there, he does not like to see Mas Raka who just panting without a job.
What happened to Mas Raka, since giving birth to Lulu. Mas Raka is lazy.
Especially living in her own mother's house.
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Morning routine as usual I live delayed because little Lulu is fussy.
Body's hot.
"Why do you keep crying?" farhan asked.
"Dad, mah." said Radit.
"Mom don't know, Lulu's got a fever. Can you help mama."
"What help."
"Mommy, take Lulu to the puskesmas ahead. You guys please wash Grandpa'in's clothes with grandma."
They nodded in agreement with my words, because if the housework is delayed mother can be angry with me.
This morning I did not see the old woman. I might be talking to my neighbor.
Every morning my father-in-law was never home, he always wandered off somewhere. Looking for friends to chat and gossip.
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This footstep quickly stepped towards the room, changed clothes and picked up the wallet.
When checking the wallet. There was no money in the wallet.
But why not a penny.
I don't know because I panicked to see the 5000 2 pieces of money on the table, because I was worried to see the state of Lulu.
I had to take that money.
Later if the money has been met I will immediately change.
I walked past the neighboring houses.
At that moment footsteps seemed to stop hearing the mother scream.
My face's sharpness only glanced at a glance without turning towards that voice.
I was so panicked at Lulu right now that I ignored my mother's call.
"Where's mba?" tanya Bang Ilham stopped his bike.
"You are the kepuskesmas near Farhan school" I replied with a slight breath of gasping.
"Puskesmas closes mba."
"How is it, Lulu is hot" I said as I carried and fumbled my son's eel.
"Already, just go up to the bike brother. Later brother anterin to the hospital in this direction."
"Hospitals are a bit far away, and the price?"
"Already, later mba incandescent first ayah money brother. Instead brother asked the husband mba, the Raka."
my head shook with the words of Bang Ilham. Riding motor.
Actually there is a bad taste, fear of slander. But what can I do for the safety of my son Lulu.
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"Thankfully there was Bang Ilham. Thank you bang," I said after going outside the child examination room.
I waited long enough, thankfully someone helped me. I was shocked by the state of Lulu's heat is not down.
"Ga papa mba's. Neighbors should help each other."
"Dad bang, I don't feel good."
" Yes already, we go home mba, later her in-law Raka nyariin mba."
Arriving at Bang Ilham's destination, we drove me home.
I saw my mother coming straight to me, running.
"Ana, where have you been?" ask mother. A little bit of her lower lip.
"So Mba Ana, I drove her to the hospital. De Lulu has a fever."
Fortunately, Bang Ilham spoke up,
otherwise you might not believe the words out of my mouth.
After that, Bang Ilham immediately returned to me and my mother. Ah, it was a relief after taking Lulu to the hospital.
"Why didn't you go out and say the same thing to me? Even glaring alone," said the mother while walking together at the same time.
"Sorry mom, Lulu had a high fever. Afraid why-why." I replied slightly gulping spit.
"Here let the mother who carried Lulu." the old woman immediately took my son, with a little snatch.
Remembering Farhan and Radit, immediately footsteps approached the kitchen.
When I saw them, they weren't in the kitchen.
It looks like the kitchen is neat, the laundry dishes are not so with clothes already in the clothes.
Did they do all this? Never mind, soon I'm looking for their whereabouts. They seem to be watching tv.
"Farhan, Radit," I said approaching my two children who were so focused on watching the television screen.
Radit was 9 years old and Farhan was 14.
"Mom, you're home."
"Dad, I'm sorry I told you to clean up all of mom's work in the kitchen." I kissed both of their jidads and thanked them for easing their mother's work.
Farhan spoke up. "We're not the ones doing the homework. Ma,"
My halis shriveled a little, saying." Who then?"
"Grandmother does all the housework."
"Are grandmothers angry, while doing kitchen work."
"Grandmother, ngusir us. Grandma doesn't talk to us. Just when we were busy watching tv, Grandma was so noisy in the kitchen."
"You mean."
"Grandmothers are like people who are at war, every dishwasher that grandma washes. As if he was being hit. When Farhan wanted to help, Farhan saw the look on Grandma's upset face. Don't know why? The lips of a manyun's grandmother continued." said Farhan complained about the behavior of his grandmother.
"Yes." Yeah."
"The food on the table is also only garem."
"Grandma's not cooking."
"Don't know."
"Well, I'll buy you fried chicken, but you'll be patient, I'll find the money first, I forget where the narrative is."
At that moment their lips were happy. It's true what I think Mom must not be happy when the housework I haven't done.