
I am taking care of the King and Queen, very troubled because no one helped me look after them. Repeatedly I told Mas Angga to keep them for a while, at first he helped me but after that went somewhere. I knew very well that if my husband went to hang out with his friends, it was terrible that he became an irresponsible husband and father.
I saw my mother-in-law who was relaxing and deliberately sitting in front of me who was in the midst of babysitting.
"Well, the weather's hot." Said the mother-in-law while fanning her face with her hands, there was a tinkling sound. I could clearly see the gold bracelet on her wrist, deliberately showing me that she had just bought it.
"Yes ma'am, it's hot." I'm not going to comment anything.
My mother-in-law looked at me from top to bottom, judging my current appearance as not as attractive as it used to be.
"Why do you look at me that way."
"You don't realize it, Dance, my face is so close in the morning. You want Angga to turn away from you, huh? His words are a little high.
I smiled at my mother-in-law's words. "Where's the money from, Mom? I ate thanks."
"Yee .. I said it wasn't even heard." Sewot.
"Who doesn't want treatment? I also want Mom, but Mas Angga gave me some mediocre money. After all, to eat only I have to number less, how to think of care." Obviously I don't like being looked at that way.
"Parents say that good is even spoken to that."
"Yes, if you want to finance, I'm okay."
"Enak. It's up to you, whether you care for a cake or you don't care." He was upset by my words. "Eh, what do you think of Mom's new gold bracelet?"
"Hem, you definitely don't have any jewelry. But it doesn't fit if you wear it either." Insinuations.
"I used to have a lot of jewelry, ma'am, but I pawned to build this house we live in. I know for myself, how Mas Angga whose economy is still difficult."
I admit that my words are quite rude, but I have to do that so as not to be trampled by others. During my marriage I always tried to be patient and patient, when I used to live in the house of in-laws made me almost lose my mind.
"Oh, so you're not sincere about making a home? Still bringing up too?"
"I don't mind Mom, this house wants me to leave it to my kids."
"So you haven't changed your name yet?" said the mother-in-law who was a little in shock.
"Wanna change your name? I never said I'd change my name, keep this house in my name." I wonder where you can have such thoughts. Does he think I changed the name of Mas Angga? No way, because I put my kids first.
"Yes, Angga said so."
"Until I die I won't change the name of this house."
"You're a wife, this house should be in Angga's name because he's the head of the family."
I chuckled at Mother's words, it could have been so narrow-minded. "Sorry Mom, I have to calm the kids first." I passed away leaving her alone, because talking to her mother-in-law further eroded her patience, finding a safe way so she didn't ask too many questions.
"There are two possibilities, my husband can be captured by another woman and my husband can be seized by God. I love him without overdoing it, overdoing it isn't good." My monologue.