Ex's Regret
Odaiba Seaside Park

My name is Paramita, and my husband is Andra, in our marriage, we were given the gift of a child named Dimas Andra Putra and his current age is only one year old

Before we moved in this new house, we originally lived with the In-laws, because there were too many problems with the in-laws, finally I forced Mas Andra to just move out of the in-laws' house, she said, but Mas Andra did not want to, and finally we always make a fuss when it is this way.

I actually asked to move on to my husband just for my sanity, because living on one roof with in-laws in which there are several families makes me uncomfortable, and uncomfortable.

Because in the house Mas Andra was the first child, and she had two sisters, one of whom had a family called Sinta, and lived there also with her husband, and her husband, because Sinta's husband got a PHK and is currently still unemployed, and Mas Andra's only sister named Santi is still in high school, and of course it still takes a lot of costs and needs of Santi's school, and the school, and all that became Mas Andra's dependents to finance it, not to mention mother.

So my husband's salary was spent every month without rest, three million rupiahs were given to his mother Mas Andra, and I didn't mind, and I got one million to buy in the diapes Dimas, soap and other home necessities, even eating for one house out of that one million dollars, should be enough, and Mas Andra alone holds a million for gasoline and cigarettes.

Fortunately every harvest Mother sent me rice, she willingly came to the house to send her son rice from our rice fields, that's all I still considered free food in this house.

How would one million be enough to suffice six adults who eat it three times a day, and love its strange love.

The whole house does not want to know my efforts, the year is a million money is a lot and even the rest.

I became very upset when I heard my mother's nagging, which she said was wasteful and uncalculated.

Yes, if they want to eat spinach and tempeh just enough for one month, every day there must be chicken and meat or at least eggs, where will it be enough from? what not on think all the necessities of life on the rise.

Since Bowo's sister-in-law is unemployed, then my husband is the one who spends money to meet the needs of the family, there is no initiative to find a side job, I don't know why everyone is silent if Bowo is unemployed, but if I sleep for a while, the voice of the mother-in-law is already shrill rich toa masjid.

Every waking up I have to cook for one house, and every time I wash clothes there must be someone who pestered to ask to be washed.

At first I only washed clothes owned Dimas my son, my husband and mother-in-law, but over time the routine changed, having Santi who always put clothes for me to wash right, right, Sinta the back is also nitip in the wash, this even has Bowo husband Sinta I also wash, over time I can not stand all this, I can not stand it, my energy runs out to take care of the endless housework, nothing petrifies my work at all.

" Don't want to be nice, you'll stay here, you have to obey the rules here, you can't argue, eat free, sleep is also free, there's still a lot of behavior." Omel Mom when I protested having to wash everyone's clothes one house, I was too tired to fuss with mom.

" Hm.. now you have dared to argue yes, you village people do not know themselves, you should be grateful to be able to marry my son Andra city people, whichever one wants to marry you, besides my son, you've been a spinster for life, you're rich so it's still protesting, you don't know yourself." Mother chided me always with her scathing words as it continues, that everything is free and I don't have to pay but he doesn't remember that I also spend energy to cook for one house and clean the whole house is also free of charge, not pay, try if he pays the maid how much it is.

The more I can't bear to stay here, the more I rebel against her the more harsh the scathing words she's spoken to me.

This noble heart was treated unjustly, so far I have survived by living here for the sake of my little family, but I could not stand their treatment, trampled by them, over time, even if I am a villager, but my mother every harvest sends me rice and what is not enough, not to mention the groceries bought by the mother are always sent to this in-law's house, I don't know if it's even meaningless in the eyes of the mother-in-law.

Early in the morning I had to get up to cook and soak clothes for washing, the dawn prayer I had finished cooking and after that I woke up Mas Andra for morning prayers to the mosque.

After I pray I clean the whole house, and sweep the front of the house, after all the new home affairs are completed the residents of this house just woke up one by one.

They were already at the dinner table while I was still bathing Dimas who had just woken up from his sleep.

Luckily Dimas wasn't fussy, he knew his mother was busy, so every day Dimas woke up after I finished homework.

After I finished bathing Dimas, they had all finished eating, and before Mas Andra left for work, he changed me to take care of Dimas, I told my husband to change meals.

Do not ask the rest of the food on the table, just soup and tempeh a piece and tomato sauce, not what is important can make the stomach, I cried.

I'm not surprised by all this, almost every day I get leftover food like this, how not thin dry body is always getting leftover food every day.

After the meal I put Dimas and my husband to bed at work, while Mom and Sinta as usual were both busy watching soap operas on the television screen, while Santi had also left for school.

After putting Dimas to sleep, I went back to finishing the mountain laundry, I wished Dimas to sleep until I finished washing later.