Behind my In-laws silence
Chapter 8 Medicine for mother-in-law
Shortly after Radit pulled my hand out to enter the house. At that moment, the door of the house was wide open with the apparition of the mother-in-law.
Both of my eyes were round, watching the pain my mother-in-law felt.
Swollen lips, cheeks and head swelled up, I can't imagine how much pain my mother held back everything she felt on her face.
I could not bear to see my mother in pain, at that time I immediately approached my mother.
"Mother why?" I asked with a little anxiety. Looking at the face area is almost all sad.
"Here, why did the beehive fall." mother's grunts made me gasp in shock. Because my son from earlier was playing under a fruit tree that I do not know, if on it there is a beehive.
Is it possible that Farhan did all this?
I stared at Radit who was standing behind me, making Radit immediately point his hand on his lips.
It's true my guess, my children are the culprits, just mama's pantes like that? His face was formless again.
Mother who could not bear the pain, immediately passed away ignoring me who was worried about her. I want to treat the pain on my face.
"Radit, did you quickly call your brother here?"
Radit lowered his eyes, understanding with this mamah anger." Yes mah!"
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After calling Farhan to come to me, Farhan and Radit came. They seem to have no regrets about what they did.
I tried to speak softly so as not to hurt my two children.
"Myan, Radit. Why are you doing all this? Grandma's good, never angry with you?"
Asking in a gentle tone is a way to make my child say a little honesty.
at first they were silent,
"Farhan. Radite. Tackling the old man is no good, sin."
My two kids are staring at each other." Yeah."
They were compact, but saw Farhan's annoyance. Make him dare to say," Farhan actually did all that, because Farhan was like the gossip mums, who always mocked mamah, like they were the greatest and perfect in this world."
Holding Farhan's shoulder, I tried to advise my son, even though I actually also had a feeling of annoyance, just like my son to the mother of a gossip mama.
"But that's not good, son. Pamali, you can't take revenge, sin, God doesn't like people who always take revenge." My reply, hope Farhan understands. Although actually I also sometimes have the heart to repay the actions of these mothers.
Farhan nodded his head smiling and hugged my body, "Yes ma'am."
"Smart kid."
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Daytime.
Where the tricks of the eyes of the day are more dazzling, making the heat felt. Added to that with the mother's increasingly loud scream, as if she felt an unbearable pain.
Curious, I approached the old woman.
He lay there occasionally holding his cheek, feeling every painful touch.
"Mom, why?"
I tried to ask, with a ridiculous question.
"Why, why. Don't see this, mom's pretty face is all swollen."
Mother got up from her body, while yelling at me.
I shut my mouth, holding back a laugh every time I saw Mom with her swollen face.
"O God of Ana, it is your sin to laugh at your mother-in-law." Mumbled heart.
"Yes, let Ana get you some warm water first, ma'am." I said as I passed away to cook warm water.
"Rapid Ana, this hurts." The sound of mother's screams, made me rush.
When I finished, I immediately approached the mother who was sitting, occasionally grimacing in pain.
"Here ma'am, let Ana compress."
"Slow down, it hurts."
"Yes ma'am."
Squeeze out the towel I've dipped in warm water. Makes my mom look scared.
Slowly I compress the bite marks of the bee, mother screams in pain.
"Why mom?"
"sickness. Slowly!"
"Yes sorry, ma'am."
Though I have tried to slowly compress the face of the mother, and very careful. But the mother who used to be silent, now looks weak.
There is a sense of laughter to see the lips of the mother who is swollen, there is jah Farhan this. Why is he so naughty?It made her grandmother like this.
There is joy but also pity.
"Well, you're as comfortable as a smile. I see, Ana."
Screeched mother.
I didn't expect it when I treated Mom's face. This old woman looked at my face.
"No ma'am, An."
"Huh. Never mind, I don't want to be compressed again."
"But, ma'am."
Mother seemed to be annoyed by the look on my face, because I smiled a little. Though I also can not deny everything, that seeing mother with her swollen face makes these lips can not bear to laugh.
Mother turned her back to me still grimacing in pain.
"Mom, Ana bought some medicine first. Let the pain go away."
Mother remained silent.
"Yes already. if you don't want to. Ana wants to cook in the kitchen."
As footsteps began to step towards the doorway to the outside of mother's room, the old woman called out to me.
"Eh, Ana wait."
Turn around, and ask?" Why mom."
"Say you want to buy me pain medication."
I didn't think Mom changed her mind.
" Anna thought I didn't want to."
I'm getting upset, "even if you refuse, you should understand Ana."
"Oh, yeah. Ma'am. Sorry ana."
"Yes, quickly buy the drug mother! Now you have money from Raka."
"Yes ma'am."
Without you having to say that, I also understand, so I want to buy medicine for you. But the way my mother bargained for it, it kind of pissed me off. And sometimes it goes wrong.
I immediately went to the stall to buy pain medication. As I walked, I saw mothers who often gossip. He showed a slightly funny face.
Their lips were swollen, like a mother-in-law's, even a face. I felt guilty for laughing at them in my heart.
One moment I saw my children mocking the mothers who were stung by bees.
They said." So don't like gossip, put on doom."
"It can't be this Ana's kids, you naughty boys."
The mothers took their sampu lidi and chased them.
"We ... we don't have to ...."
Running around, making Bu Tuti throw the broomstick at my son.
"Because of you guys, you bad boys." Shouted Bu Tuti occasionally holding his lips grimacing in pain.
There was a sense of unease, immediately I approached Bu Tuti who was in a rage, because of the words of my son's outrageous. "my mother sorry for the ingenuity of Farhan and Radit.
Bu Tuti's face turned around as his eyeballs rolled, as if he had seen my face. Though my intention to approach the old woman was just to apologize not to ask for a bite.
His lips were swollen, speechless he was just enduring the pain.
"Mom Tuti."
When I called her back, Ms. Tuti threw her face away, returning to her barrel.