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Mopping Is Still Wrong

Arvin could have calmed down, and was now put to sleep on the swing sheet.

The only ones working were Anissa and the husband of the sister-in-law. The mother-in-law and the older brother just sat down to enjoy life. Dad died a long time ago, so Anissa became the backbone of the family. Income as an employee in a private company is not enough, so he is looking for men who are famous to be plotted money.

The grandfather and grandmother have a simple character, generous, patient. Although it has rice fields and acres of land, it is never proud. Their son was trained independently, so Anissa's mother was told to learn to be a humble person. They do not want misused possessions that are not useful.

Anissa's mother who likes extravagant, foya-foya, showing off, mouthed, and likes emotions, therefore all property assets are held by the male grandfather, who, fear is not managed properly even scattered for the sake of momentary pleasure.

Sret .. sret, Faisal's hand started to mop the floor. He never complained if asked to do so. Even he continued to express gratitude for this ordeal. Still lucky he can take shelter and gather with his wife, and according to him it is better than hanging out in the streets. Although he was fulfilled in the wait, but the adult Faisal felt bad if he continued to trouble them.

Bruk, the bucket containing water mop has been kicked accidentally. The water spills and soaks the entire ceramic again. Faisal, could only exhale violently, when looking at his work from earlier that exhaustion had now been in vain.

"Eeh, can you work with a becus anyway? Look, due to your negligence to put a bucket carelessly, my feet hurt like this, you know!"

The brother-in-law was even angry, even though if he was examined wrong due to not carefully looking at the road.

"Sorry, Brother. I was in a hurry to mop it up, afraid Arvin was up and crying."

Taking care of my wife's children is now my duty. Although not flesh blood but must love him wholeheartedly, because ever felt no parent how. Sad when you know the truth no one wants to admit, then all the love I give to the little one

"Choose, just excuse. Just delicious sorry .. sorry. Fortunately, the leg is not badly injured, if you get taken to the hospital, do you have money to do what? No, huh? Basic man kere, so very sloppy work," Dita continued to insult.

I don't know why the people I respect now hate. Have you ever asked yourself, What is my fault? So that everyone looked contemptuously, some even looked at me with disgust .

"Ow ... duh, you guys anything at all? Early in the morning make a scene. Don't you see Mom's head is dizzy again."

The in-laws came out of the room with shrunken faces. Right left stamped, as a result of not holding the same muter-muter head. There is a history of vertigo disease, if not severe just take medicine, but if it has fallen nyungsep on the floor will definitely be hospitalized.

"This is it, Mom. Anissa's husband is always annoying. Look, my leg got hurt like this. The longer the work he did the more wrong," spoiled the Sister-in-law complained.

Brak, roughly the bucket that did not contain water, was kicked strongly by the in-laws. Faisal was so short because of shock. The head down did not dare to look at the in-laws who again out their horns. Surely the address will get a burst of anger.

"You again .. you again. Anything a day can't work, huh!" shouted her.

"Always .. always do it. I could have a heart attack and high blood pressure, as a result of being angry with you. What can't, just this day does not make people emotional soul."

"Sorry, Mom. I was completely unintentional," As slow as Faisal might have let out a voice.

There is still a sense of courtesy, not rude answer behind his scolding.

As a man could have argued, but he did not want his wife to follow him madly. If all can be fixed this situation. Faisal loved his wife very much, although Anissa had not yet shown any sign of the seeds of love. Seeking to learn patience. Believing one day everything will change, including the evil in-laws before him now.

"If not accidentally, it should just put the bucket on the side. Why in the middle? It's a trap, so I can be wretched, right?" accuse Sister-in-law again.

"Sorry, Mom." Only that word kept coming from Faisal's mouth.

Want to defend as much as possible, they will still blame. They all seem to be wrong. Moving, breathing, talking are always wrong, so it is better to just shut up and say sorry.

"Oh .. duh, why is this so sick!" a complaint that seems to be no longer able to stand up.

Perhaps pity to see Faisal who showed a clear face, then the in-laws stopped the debate. Hands not spitting on the forehead. If continued babbling while emotional, surely the fatal head will feel increasingly ruptured pain.

The brother-in-law just walked away. He knew if he had falsely accused, but only pretended not to notice.

"Already, stop mopping it. Now make me some tea and get me a glass of water."

"Good, Mom."

Run to the kitchen. Take a cup and spoon. The fire is ignited first to boil water, so when preparing ingredients such as sugar and tea bags, then just pour boiling water later. Tea that is still warm reflects the smoke immediately presented.

"Do I need to help you get to the room to rest, ma'am?" bargained.

"No need. I can still walk on my own later."

Medicine was given, when he asked to be taken in the room. Help to peel the container. He began to gulp one by one using water.

"Hhh, the relief is starting to get a little light."

"If you're okay, can I stay to do some other homework?" Ask permission first, fearing it was wrong again.

"Hmm, go. The right job. All must be clean and tidy, because it will make the residents comfortable, understand?"

"Yes, ma'am, you understand."

"If it's dirty it's embarrassing too, if a guest comes. That's why we have to get everything. Don't get me wrong about it."

He seemed to be watching himself closely. Maybe because I'm a man, then just be afraid if the job so not right alias dirty all.

All rooms must be clean. There is a little dust, surely his blaring voice will make the ears hurt.

"Yes, All right."

At once the work that was originally almost finished became delayed. It was all wet again, until Faisal was tired of doing twice, especially the second had to squeeze using his hands, otherwise it would be slippery and could be sprayed with scolding again.