Due to Prohibited CBC
Intermutation

I don't listen to the babble of my mother-in-law, I'm always the one to blame and it's never right in her eyes. I'm trying to thicken my hearing for my own sanity, really living on a street full of thorns. 

I returned home because seeing the messy conditions were so much different when I left earlier, I could only be patient and sigh heavily. I also hope to be given fortitude as well as patience in the face of alternating trials. 

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I was confused because my two children were fussy, they cried simultaneously making my ears hurt. I tried to calm them down, but the sound of crying grew louder. 

I carried both of them, forced to leave my job cleaning the house. "Cup .. cup dear," I said as I kissed my two children's eyebrows. 

"Dance, can you be a mother, huh? Your son's crying in diamin aja." 

My heart was upset to hear my mother-in-law's words that were the origin of the sound, did she not see how I was struggling to calm the King and Queen. "Here I win them over again, ma'am." 

"Where? if you remember they've been quiet since then, but they're crying screaming more and more. You're the only one who doesn't take care of your kids, that's the problem because it doesn't regulate the pregnancy program." 

The insinuations continued to stick in my memory, no good words appeared in my mother-in-law's mouth.  I don't know what was my fault in the past, because whatever I did was never right in his eyes. 

"Mother see Angga's mas?" 

"So he said hang out with his friends, let alone maybe he removes fatigue after work. You should know as a wife, that your husband needs entertainment when they are tired and tired of working."

"Ribet terribly you, let the Angga hang out with his friends, the important thing is that he does not cheat. He's your equal responsibility, isn't that enough?" 

I find this debate getting hotter, bringing two different opinions together is quite difficult. I saw my mother-in-law's departure and didn't want to help and instead blamed me, again and again I was blamed in terms of taking care of the child. 

The King and Queen did not remain silent until I was at a loss on how to calm them down, until I heard the voice of Angga who had just returned home. As if I were gaining new hope, I immediately ran up to him and gave the King into my husband's sling. 

"Eh, what's that?" 

"King."

"Yes, I know this is the king. I mean, why are you thrusting the King?" 

"Help me to nenangin the eldest Mas."

"You're his mother, my time." 

"Lah ... are you also Mas's father, how the hell? Don't know it's good for him, but also help me take care of them."

I glared at Angga mas, maybe he only knew how good it was but did not want to help me take care of his son. I am also a man who has a sense of fatigue, working from dawn to dawn without being paid a dime. A wife even willingly worked twenty-four hours, she just wanted to be appreciated and help him in taking care of the children and looking after them, if doing it alone and often I was blamed, he said, that even leads to insanity.