Ex's Regret
Returnees

I opened my bedroom window so the air could change, after that I put Dimas in the baby box in my room, because if placed outside, Dimas will wake up with the noise of the television that is turned on by Mother and Sinta, he said, they were if again watching television no longer care about others, in addition to the sound of the television is tight, their comments are also no less loud, sometimes even berating themselves it.

I just shake my head just hear them indistinct anger like that, 'watch television really on emotion, don't watch it, instead of high blood', I grumbled in my heart.

Miris I became a daughter-in-law here, since giving birth until now I never want to hold my son, I don't know why the attitude of such a mother, who in the care of her mother only herself and her children, only, I'm a daughter-in-law want a somersault no business, the important thing is she likes to stay the order here and there, on her grandchildren only Mother-in-law is not too fond of it either.

But yes it is important my son is fine, he is healthy not lacking anything, even though he did not get the love of his grandmother.

My mother-in-law will be nice to me when my mother comes to see me, obviously because if my mother comes she must bring something, besides rice a lot of souvenirs and souvenirs, surely my mother will be gentle to me, for sure my mother will be gentle to me, and Dimas will soon be carried by his mother-in-law and invited by him.

Even my mother every come to tuck money for me and Dimas, without the knowledge of Mother-in-law, said the mother was the result of selling crops in the village he said, although I refused but the mother did not remain pushy, he said, because the money is for his grandson, if it's like that, what can I do.

When I got to the kitchen I exhaled slowly, a feeling of tightness filled this chest cavity, the scene that made me smell was every day, the laundry that was originally a big bucket now has a hatchling into a big tub, and I have to finish everything every day.

If like this continues for a long time my body can fall out all just bones and skin, well I will soon finish all enough for today alone, but tomorrow-tomorrow I do not want to wash the clothes of Santi, Sinta and Bowo, just imagine their interior should I be the holiest, let alone have Bowo, he is not my husband but I have to wash it, Bowo said, Sinta is absolutely outrageous.

Well I've been serving this family for three years, I don't want to and in three years' time it's never even been nice to me, always scorned me when I did so much for this family.

From cooking, sweeping, mopping, to washing the clothes of one house I ijabah i, but what I got was just a sneer.

Finish washing and drying clothes I immediately take a shower, I rush to do so that when I finish Dimas does not wake up, to setelikaan later only, so that when I finish Dimas do not wake up, because Mas Andra's clothes can be ironed or not later tonight, because this body is tired.

Done all then I went into the room following my son who was still asleep, lay my body that felt weak.

Brak brak..." - hoe...!!! WAKEUP!!" the sound of screaming.

Suddenly the door of the room was opened by the mother from outside, "Mita open the door, it's good that this hour has gone to sleep, is this the home of your ancestors!!? quickly get up, it's after piling up not in the works, you slacker, you've been hitchhiking again," cried mother in front of the door of my room that I haven't opened yet, because I was still reluctant to get up, because my head is so dizzy.

" Heh...your village people are still not awake either!! the quality of you yes, do not usually just sleep, know yourself cake." Maki's mom again.

" Eating for free, not knowing thank you" mom kept making her vows, I just kept my head dizzy, whatever she wants to babble what I hear, anyway it's normal for me if Andra's not home.

Brak brak, the sound of the door banging again deafening this time even louder than before, to make my son Dimas shocked and cried loudly and woke up from his nap.

" Dear cup, surprise to hear your grandmother's voice." I asked the little boy as I patted his ass to calm Dimas down, after I quietly grabbed the cloth to carry it.

After Dimas was completely silent I just opened the door to my room, and my mother-in-law was no longer in front of the room like she was tired of blabbering.

Ah there was a guest in front of me, so that made the old woman stop scolding me.

Sayup-sayup I heard someone talking out there, I don't know who the guest was, to make the two women of different generations turned so soft, from the sound of his voice seemed to be a man, the guest was a man, I don't know what they were talking about that made the two women laugh.

Ah, I don't want to interfere mending I nag to iron this shirt, rather than hear the mouth of the mother nagging incessantly.

I deliberately separate the clothes that I will iron, the most important thing is the clothes have Mas Andra, my clothes and mother and have Dimas I choose who wants to iron, and I want to iron, and the others I set aside in the basket let them iron themselves.

Please if you want to be angry I do not care, I am ready if Sinta berates me all-out, because Sinta is exactly like her mother, sadistic and all her talk rubbish contents.

It was getting late after I had finished bringing the suit to my room and had my mother put it in her own basket, usually once I was reluctant to put it in her room.

My body feels very sick, standing while carrying Dimas to iron the clothes earlier.

It's enough I'm like this, better I set myself to move, I'm not strong.

I know it must be hard for Mas Andra but I am also tormented here continuously.

The day before the mahrib, the sound of Mas Andra's motorbike entering the yard, ah relieved I had been waiting for it, to talk about the problem of moving a contract.

After dinner I put to bed in the mas in the baby box, after this I changed the food from the rest of their food, ah it was guessed that there was only gravy and sambal, and crackers one, and crackers one, it's nothing important to be able to stuff my stomach.

" The eating deck used to be the same, if Dimas had slept" Mas Andra exclaimed to me.

" He Mas, right again this Dimas is still not slumbering, afraid he will wake up after I stay," I replied as I patted his ass.

" Well, how about we just move out and find a contract? it feels more comfortable living apart?" I said to my husband, and immediately made my husband's eyes glare at me, for a moment you fell silent to calm my heart, I'm sure this will be a storm.