Don't Cry Mama
cooking,,

"samma"

deheman's loud and deliberate voice made Dinda jump in shock, ever since when Zaida stood up while folding both hands on the chest.

"rich to wriggle the devil aja you" Zaida mendelik do not like

'emang mother rich demon' answered Dinda in the heart can not be said directly, even though it actually wants, wkwkwkwkk

"what did you do shopping?" ask Zaida

"that's ma'am" Dinda pointed towards the kitchen counter without explaining

Zaida approached and checked the container and the crackle bag lying on the table

"heeemm" back Zaida cleared her throat while mangosteen

"ok, now you cook all these ingredients for lunch" said Zaida casually

"ma-cook ma'am?" Dinda was wide-eyed, her mouth gaping in disbelief at what her mother-in-law had just said.

"yes, cook, why is that?" jutak Zaida was so looking at Dinda's expression that seemed surprised

"want to cook what?" ask Dinda

"your initiative is, so use nanya, but there must be sambel, so people in this house on soyan sambel"

"watch out if not good" threatened Zaida while glancing at Dinda and sauntered out of the kitchen.

dinda was alone in the worry,

'Oh Allah, how should I be?' he said in his heart, as he fell silent, then, then,,

'bi Rugai' arrived the name crossed his mind, immediately Dinda headed for the back door, but when she was about to step into the back door, Zaida's high voice made her step stop instantly.

"where are you going?"

"e-eh anu bu" Dinda flutter

"anu anu what? what did I tell you? even want to run away" shouted Zaida

"no ma'am, you want Dinda.."

"there is no reason, quickly do what I told you to do" Zaida snapped, making Dinda immediately rush back to the kitchen.

'i have to how?' Dinda bit her lip while twisting the tip of her pajama shirt.

his tears almost escaped falling but tried to hold him as hard as possible,

"father Dinda, you can definitely" he said heartily

after scooping up as much oxygen and then exhaling it with a single puff, an arch rose on her beautiful face, 'it sure can' murmured.

"whatever will happen happens, kun fayakun, Bismillah" he said with confidence.

immediately he took the material he had bought, then washed it clean and Dinda started cooking, as much as possible.

a few moments later,

'finished' he murmured with a smile and patted his palms together.

with the face of sumringah Dinda arranged the results of her cooking on the dining table, then covered it with a serving hood.

'ok, now take a shower first, it's already the acem' he murmured himself while glancing once again towards the kitchen, afraid that something was left behind or forgotten.

slowly his steps towards the middle room, then looked into the living room, no one was there, the door of his room in-laws was tightly closed, at that hour indeed his two sisters-in-law Ria and Dedi were in school,while his other sister-in-law named Agus, his room was on the 2nd floor of the house, and since last night Dinda had not seen his sister-in-law.

crieett,,

Dinda opened the door slowly and entered her room, her netrama caught the figure of her husband sitting on the edge of the bed while smoking a cigarette, howling Dinda open the window and flick cigarette smoke that had filled the room,

"don't smoke in your room" Dinda told me in a voice as soon as possible

"what the hell are you" Yoga mendelik dislikes

"i'm pregnant again, cigarette smoke is not good for me and for our baby" Dinda spoke in a soft voice

"your baby, sook ngatur lu" jolt Yoga then moved and walked out of the room

Dinda just sighed while shaking slowly,,

"already immediately, now it is sorted out first" he murmured while cleaning up his messy room, when he would intend to arrange his clothes that were still stored in the bag, suddenly from the kitchen,,,, when he was planning to arrange his clothes,,,

"Malayshaaaaaa..."

"what the hell is mom?early in the morning was rowdy" Usman came out of his room which was opposite the room Dinda and Yoga

"look at this sir, look" cried Zaida to her husband

Dinda who ran in a row came over as soon as she heard her name called.

Usman and Zaida looked at him with hard-to-understand gazes,

"this is all you're cooking Din?" ask Usman slowly

dinda did not have time to answer, Zaida immediately interjected

"yes who else, have you ever cooked like this for you?" Zaida glanced cynically at Dinda

"here you are, here's a quick one!" snapped at Zaida again

quickly Dinda approached without asking much more

"what is this ha? what's?" Dinda just gawked cluelessly at her mother-in-law's question.

"look at this, whole fish like this you immediately fried"

"vegetable spinach is also, you're apa sampe aer and the oil is so much but gk no spice what what what"

"and this, this is what?"asked Zaida while lifting a small bowl of chili peppers in a rough uleg

"sambel ma'am" Dinda replied innocently

Zaida slammed the small bowl onto the table, causing a loud clinking sound when it came into contact with the dining table glass, thankfully not breaking.

"this is what you call ha food?" Zaida shook Dinda's head so tightly that he made Dinda stagger slightly to the side

"stupid, stupid, stupid" Zaida hit Dinda's arm hard enough to make Dinda complain.

"sick ma'am" he said in a clear tone while shedding tears

"already mom, not having to use violence as well, Linda was pregnant again" Usman began to have no heart to see the way his wife treated her daughter-in-law like that

"mom's part is also wrong, I should have taught you to be released" he continued

"halaaaaah, the basis of her is spoiled, nothing can be what" Zaida replied ketus

Dinda nodded silently in her place without saying a word

"indeed, basically stupid, it can only cry" Zaida returned to shake Dinda's head with anxiety to make Dinda more innocent

"Zaida, enough" this time Usman was a little assertive

"beaut sir, bebelain, all eat all that your son-in-law is masakin" said Zaida with emotion

"father said enough ma'am, enough, embarrassed to hear the neighbors, early in the morning was a storm"

"what the hell is a storm?" Yoga comes with a sudden arrival

"willing to do with your wife, for a long time she's suspected poison for us" her eyes grinned sadistically at Dinda

Dinda simply fell silent and kept her head down while wiping away the trail of tears on her cheeks

"who's cooking?"

"still it again, have you ever brought this food to you?uh?" said Zaida in a high tone

"ask your wife, what her brain is made of, so the koq fools are very" Zaida pointed to Dinda

"kalo like this is mending the Neneng where where, already beautiful, the body is good, polite, cooking again, not rich him, can only be troublesome" Zaida began to compare with the cynical tone while stepping with her legs being deliberately stomped into the kitchen.

Yoga looked at Dinda with a mocking look and smile, making Dinda bend her face even deeper.

"get inside Dinda, let your mother clean up" Usman gave the order

"yes sir" Dinda replied with a sad look on her face.