Household Fighters
Part. 5

Finally we chose to leave the mother-in-law who was still with her own thoughts and did not want to hear any explanation.

Though what's wrong with hearing first our explanation before deciding to blame every thing we do.

For a long time here I increasingly concluded that indeed the mother-in-law is not suitable for me. More ironically, he often even considers bang Ahmad whose own son is wrong. Whatever Ahmad does is always against his mother.

I do not know if this is because of my presence in this house or has happened since before my presence, my mother-in-law has often disagreed with one of her sons.

But it feels strange, why only with bang Ahmad only mother acted like she was not happy with anything she did. While with bang Amir mother looks ordinary, even several times I heard bang Amir denied the words of mother-in-law but he did not have an excessive response as in bang Ahmad.

Maybe this is just my feeling. Or maybe because the mother-in-law is more affectionate to bang Ahmad so that he is more noticed every step of his steps and the mother always reprimands the slightest mistake as a sign of her love for the child.

Yesterday I heard when bang Ahmad spoke to his mother, "You were just told to fix a small thing just not befuddled. Just to be repaired a little how can it be damaged again?". Mother's voice broke the silence when the atmosphere of the house was low because the other mothers' children were leaving.

"Later I fix again buk", that's the only answer that came out of the mouth bang Ahmad, I've never heard him refute or say rude to his mother.

"Later, later, I want to pack now the machine is not later", the mother-in-law's voice sounded squealing. He talked to his married son, even his wife was in this house but it was still like talking to his immature son.

"Yes buk . .", it was so loud that the voice of the mother-in-law but the answer bang Ahmad still sounded soft and he was so patient with his mother.

"Don't do it, you have to fix the sewing machine now. I don't want to know".

That's the mood when you want something. But strangely the incident like this only he did to bang Ahmad while in his other children were never heard to be so angry.

***

"Well, what good we do not go home or how the deck?", bang Ahmad started the conversation after silence between us while enjoying lunch that was very late.

"mmm, if you go home about mom will still say no?", I still remember before we left just now our mother left still with her stance blaming us who chose to eat out.

"Hopefully not the deck, or we go for a walk home first so we can rest the heart for a moment deck?", the bike bang Ahmad also felt saturated like me who felt the burden piled up in the heart during living at home in-laws even though I was there not until half a year, but, but it was very burdened with the properties of the inhabitants of the house. Moreover, bang Ahmad who had lived with them for many years, somehow already filled his heart.

Finally we chose to relax for a while on the beach which is not too far from this village so as not to spend a lot of time on the trip.

Seeing the atmosphere of the beach with the husband of the choice of heart makes the heart feel so comfortable, this is the first time we enjoy the view of the beach together like this.

"It seems we should visit more places like this brother" I suggested to bang Ahmad who was embracing one of my arms while walking down the beach. The surging waves broke into the shore and wet our feet all the way.

So cool and so soothing that it feels to penetrate the heart that was once hot with the burden of life is now calm like green leaves blown by a small wind on beautiful branches.

"Dek Rista happy?", bang Ahmad stopped our steps, he looked at my face with his gaze that seemed to be hugging the heart. It really makes me want to linger spending time with him without having to think about anything else.

It did not feel far enough we went down this beautiful beach "Israhat was a bit yuk deck", bang Ahmad directed our steps towards a small canteen on the beach.

Enjoy the green coconut served in this canteen, while enjoying the atmosphere of the beach we also spend each plate of dumplings that feel so pampering the tongue.

Only a small trip is done with little facilities, but it feels like a vacation with luxury facilities. Such is a beautiful sense of peace when the heart is not too demanding perfection. The usual thing in the judgment of others will feel so beautiful in the view of the owner of the heart who always says thanks.

**

We have spent quite a long time here, without feeling the time of worship has arrived. We choose to worship in this small village on the beach because we still enjoy the beautiful atmosphere.

"Salat here the cake is comfortable too brother huh?".

"Yes, we pray here first. Let a little longer heart calm", answer bang Ahmad accompanied by a smile teasing him reminded me of the atmosphere of a house that is so cramped with all the activities that are so tiring my soul.

I say body soul because not only my body is tired of the work in the house, but my heart also feels tired to face the attitude of those who always want to win alone.

By using the mukena facilities and sarongs that have been available, I carry out my four obligations to the creator.

Never forget that after worship I offered some of my prayers of hope to the owner of the heavens, the earth and everything in it. I hope my prayers are immediately accepted and can go through all the trials of life well.

**

"We go home now deck?", bang Ahmad approached me after we got out of the musalla.

"there is no way we continue to go to sea too brother", I replied with a nosy smile teasing him.

"Yes, this afternoon. But . . . .", bang Ahmad Aad hung his words, making me curious to know.

"But what brother?".

"Yes, but can dong continue to walk to the sea with the fishermen", this time bang Ahmad laughed off his back teasing me.

"Abang . . . ", it was very upset to see Ahmad laughing like this. I rarely see my husband laugh after this.

Again I think about the state of the house with all its complexity that never ends. Ah, it sucks the atmosphere of my in-laws house.

Hopefully, my struggle to survive at home in-laws will provide a sense of comfort in my life ahead.

Living in a household is the time to fight against obstacles and trials. Struggle is an absolute requirement to achieve victory. This is the time to fight for a more comfortable life, may I have that victory.