Behind my In-laws silence
Chapter 9 The bitter question.
Radit and Farhan came up to me, where I was walking around daydreaming that the real Bu Tuti was looking annoyed at me.
"Mah." Mah."
"Heh. Radit, Farhan. You guys just startle me."
"Mom, very serious road, again think what?"
"Hey, little boys like you don't have much money!"
The faces of my two children, look moody.
"Huh. Farhan knows, mamah again because, Miss Tutikan?"
"Dear, you're not upset anymore, you're misunderstanding!"
"The end of daydreaming continues."
I can only show their lips in front of them, even though there is actually a bad taste, because of the treatment of my mother here, who always gossiped about me.
"Mamah, Farhan's astonished at you?"
"However?"
"Yes, just astonished. Why mamah weak, do not fight, if mamah like this continues. Mama will be pierced continuously with them."
"It's not good to embalm ...."
Not everything I said, Radit said." What he said, you're right."
"Hey, my dear Radit, if you don't talk mamah, that's not good."
Radit who was a child, he immediately complied, in contrast to Farhan who was already large and had his own principles.
"Ahk, mamah is not cool. From yesterday, it was not good. But Farhan also knew that my heart must be sick, right?"
Farhan question my first child, is able to make his mother silent a thousand languages, know what this heart feels.
"Already, it's better you guys, take a quick shower. Later mamah masakin sepecial food for you."
Farhan and Radit, smiling happily. They jump, excited.
"Your friend is the best."
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After I finished buying the medicine for my mother, I went straight into the house. Not expecting my husband to come home, Mas Raka came home and sat facing my mother, like a visit.
As he moved closer. Seeming to be struck by lightning in broad daylight, Mas Raka carried a woman sitting to his left. The woman looks a little old. But but . Dress sexy like ABG, with long black hair dangling.
The body is slender, elegant. Making me see my own looks is inferior.
As I walked closer to Mas Raka, my husband seemed agitated by occasionally seeing the look on his face.
While the mother with her ugly face still remained silent, occasionally smiling to see the woman beside her.
Who's the lady? Is Mas Raka's workmate? But. why did the woman wrestle spoiled at the hands of Mas Raka? Or maybe.
Out of curiosity, I started asking, "Well, is he ready?"
The woman showed her lips tilting upward, as if not liking to see my seedy appearance.
Raka, stay quiet. It was like not saying who the woman sitting next to him was so close.
The woman stretched out her hand, asking me to shake hands. To where I was upset with the woman, pulled her hand. He threw him to his feet and fell to the floor.
"God."
It was as if the woman was grimacing in pain, due to the intense push from my hand.
Mas Raka and mom looked panicked, after I made the woman fall.
Gently, the mother gently rubbed the woman's head of hair.
"Ajeng, you don't why."
As for Mas Raka, calling the woman by speech." Sorry my wife you got hurt, okay. You can stand now."
Damn, if I could talk English, maybe I would understand the conversation between the two of them. Unfortunately, I am only a graduate of Elementary School and only know civilization, because I am only an orphan.
The woman is now looking at my face. His gaze was so sharp, it made me look back, to where his thin lips began to open and say, "What are you crazy?"
Platkk ....
For some reason, with his gag, I slapped the woman. Until mom and Mas Raka yelled at me.
"Why did you slap Ajeng, Ana."
"Sorry, I don't like it when he speaks English."
Mas Raka pinched his forehead, looking towards my face that was probably already pale.
"Now just tell me who this woman is. Why do you call her MY WIFE."
I was upset, even though all their words I could not understand, but there was a hurtful word, which Mas Raka called my wife in English.
I know the word my wife, when her husband Kak Indah called her my Wife.
The woman stared at Mas Raka, causing me to push her face so as not to keep looking at my husband.
"Actually she's my wife!"
"You mean Mas" tears flowed for a moment. Still can't believe my husband's words, where maybe my husband married an old woman. Which looks so pretty.
"Have not cried you Ana, accept fate. Raka got married 3 months ago." With ease mother said like that, although I know if the tongue is not boned, then what is said will be easily spoken. Without thinking about the feelings of the person who is hurt.
The woman, approaching the mother, rubbed the pain on the mother's face slowly." Mother's face is swollen like this, it must be painful, surely mother-in-law can not take care of the mother well."
"It's okay. I just got stung by a bee, "my hand rubbed against the shoulder of the woman who ruined my life and happiness.
"Ana, you see Raka's now beautiful wife of concern, unlike you," said the mother in front of Mas Raka.
"Mas, you don't joke, I know you're loyal. You made this joke, right?" I asked my husband who was standing next to his mother-in-law.
"Jawab Mas," press me.
Implied by the look on Mas Raka's face, not showing, sadness or guilt, he seemed to casually respond to everything.
The woman, holding my husband's hand, said.
"My husband, I'm so tired, take me to my room. Let me relax this body."
I was already in the brim feeling upset, pulled the clothes less material than the woman, and said, "what are you saying to Mas Raka, you are denouncing me right?"
Mas Raka tried to hold back my anger, with all his calm, releasing my hand that was clutching the clothes of the woman in front of me.
"My husband help me." The woman screamed for help from my husband.
"Ana, you're the reason, get Ajeng out of your hand. He has no intention of putting your hat on, Ana."
Mas Raka tried to let go of my hand, he did not know if I was angry like a lion that was ready to devour its prey in plain sight.
"Mas, you've been quiet, I want to teach this woman a lesson, who told her to marry you." Hardic Ana.
The in-laws who saw my debate and fight with this pretentious lady, made her just look at who would win.
Mas Raka who realized, his mother had been silent and just watching, now told the old woman to separate us both.
"Mom, help Raka, just shut up."
I, who had been overcome by anger, let out all my irritation by shuffling Ajeng's hair and tearing his clothes.
To where my mother-in-law, trying to leave me. Made me accidentally, punching mom.
Mother pushed and fell, the face that has not healed completely now feels painful again.
"Please."
The woman howled in pain. As a result of my hands. Up where.
The children began to approach towards Mas Raka.
I who do not want to see my children see the behavior of this mother, making me stop this hand from the hair Ajeng.