Behind my In-laws silence
Chapter 7 The beehive.
Tomorrow the next day Kak Indah invites us to just take a walk, eliminating fatigue.
We went to the city, which we rarely visited. Having fun all day. Seeing my two sons Farhan and Radit play happily, made this heart feel calm.
"Ana, how long will you stay at your in-laws' house?" kak Indah's question made my daydream pay.
"Come brother!" my jaw, a little feeling of unease in the chest.
"Open your husband has worked, it's good for you to contract," said Kak Indah. Both my eyes were still staring at Farhan and Radit running around, coming here and there.
Sister Indah held my shoulder and said back, "if contracting your life is more comfortable, without you having to cape take care of both of your metua."
What she said was indeed true, from far away I had thought that way.
"Hey, what are you thinking. Deck?"
Does not feel clear bulir now fall, making me try to wipe slowly and not show it to Kak Indah.
"Actually I want to say all that to Mas Raka, it's just that Mas Raka late this is always busy with his phone," I said, looking at Kak Indah.
Seen Kak Indah frowned, and said," busy with her phone? Is your husband cheating."
Deg ...
Hearing all of that statement, my heart now felt troubled.
"Sister, if you say do not ngaco, where might my husband cheat," I murmured in front of Kak Indah with a serious-looking face.
"But it could be, the expression of his face if busy with his phone how? Laughing to yourself, what is the smile of your own smile, looking fresher than ever?" beautiful question, made me look directly at her face.
"Smiling smile in front of the phone? No brother, even I often memegroki my husband holding his phone with a sad and upset face!" I answered Brother Beautiful.
"Surprising" said Mr. Indah.
It was not just me who felt strange, my sister Beautiful felt what I felt.
"Keep your in-laws, you know this?"
beautiful sis's question is getting creepy, making me feel objected to telling the ugliness of my in-laws and also my husband.
"We'd better go home!" my reply was trying to cover up the sadness I felt.
"Yes de, I tell you I haven't finished telling you. You even want to leave just like that," whined Kak Indah As if he wanted to know all my problems.
"I'm sorry, I don't usually tell you about my personal problems" I said, making Kak Indah annoyed."
"Hemm, stingy, who knows you can give me a solution for you, Ana," said my brother. Not as sweet as honey that was originally sweet.
I immediately stopped my two children, to stop playing and immediately go home, while Kak Indah still showed her curious face.
I'm sorry Brother Indah, I was forced to cover up to my sorrow so that you don't interfere too much. And changed my principles.
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Night now appears, making me and my two children sleep. While the child to my tiger is still breastfeeding.
In the middle of the night it felt so quiet. Seeing my little cell phone lying around without a single message coming, I was astonished by my own husband. When he was working there was not a single message or intention to call his wife.
Though I often send messages to Mas Raka, but he never reply. Is my husband so busy at work that he neglects his obligations and his romance to me.
Until I don't feel like I keep thinking about Mas Raka making me forget, Lulu fell asleep in her lap.
I slowly grabbed a small object that could contact my husband from afar, making me boldly call Mas Raka midnight.
Several times calling the man who was my husband, made both my eyes feel heavy.
Hc ... tok ....
the door of the room sounded on the knock, I tried to open the door of my room and see who was coming.
"Ana?"
"So beautiful at midnight gini!"
"His son is asleep?"
"Yes, they are asleep."
"Oh, yes, my brother."
I slowly closed the door so as not to wake my three sleeping children.
I followed the footsteps of the Beautiful Brother who was getting faster towards the living room. I don't know what kind of problem my sister Indah will tell me.
we sat together face to face, serious face beautiful sister staring at me.
that's when my sister started the conversation,
"Ana, since you are married, Brother will give you something!"
"Something what!?" I asked my sister Indah, still not understanding what she said.
sister Indah showed me a map in blue, facing me. making me still confused.
"Ana, would you like to read the contents of this map?"
I started grabbing the map my brother was aware of, slowly opening the blue map, where it was written a will from my late mother, for me. It was written to Ana who was married and had a child.
"Try reading, Ana."
kak Indah told me to read the blue map completely, making me directly obey what Kak Indah said.
from the map I read, there is Nominal money so very large.make both my eyes rounded to see the nominal money in the map given beauty to me.
"Here's the money for Ana?"
I asked with an uncertain heart to my own brother, from which Mother had a very large nominal money that would be handed down to me.
this hand trembled, making Kak Indah slowly hold both hands trying to please the disbelief in my heart and my mind at this time.
" This is my mandate for you Ana, help you to fix the money that Mother gave you as well as possible."
I held tightly to the blue map, Seraya said inwardly. Thank you ma'am.
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a day living in the house, making my heart and mind a little relaxed. Now I started riding the car with the children.
Arriving in my village.
I saw mothers, still in the same tongkrongan. The middle of chatting and gossiping on the front porch of Sumyati's house.
But instead they walked towards the mother's house. Makes me slow down a little, though sometimes Farhan asks.
"Well, is the road slow?"
"Mom just wants to take a leisurely walk!"
Maybe it was an absurd answer from me to Farhan who kept asking.
Just a few minutes in front of the house. It turned out that the mothers were walking and were gathering with my in-laws at home.
"Ah, surely they chatted and told me about the ugliness again. These mothers are not bored" my heart grumbled.
Trying to ignore their conversation.
But nevertheless. I saw Farhan my son looking up at the trees, not knowing what Farha was going to do. Maybe he wants to eat fruit, but up there's a beehive. I don't know since when the beehive was on a tree near the mothers.
I'm ignoring my son maybe he's playing games.
Just now this body is crumbling into the bed.
The sound of mothers' screams echoed in the ears.
Ah ... Pain ...,
What's with them?
I immediately ran outside, looking at the direction of the voice but my son Radit pulled my arm and closed all the doors of the house.
What's up with the mothers out there?