Housewife
Family Events

I have four brothers, an older sister named Mbak Rani, an older brother named Bastian and a younger sister named Julia.

Our family often held events and gathered to give up longing. Unlike the Ningsih family who just anyep without any events or gatherings. My parents hardly ever visited our house.

Unlike my family who are always crowded and attentive. Tomorrow at Bastian's house there will be a birthday celebration of their second child.father, mother, mother Rani and family mbak and I will come. I told Ningsih to come to Bastian's house.

As usual he complied and agreed to come and gather at my brother's house.

That day I deliberately went to work for only half a day so I could go to Bastian's house faster and meet my family. I've prepared the car, we have the car for my own efforts. There was no help from the Ningsih family.

They care about their children. Ningsih was hardly noticed materially by his family.In contrast to Bastian's wife, Mbak Siska, he was the son of a rich and learned man. His life was well established, before marriage he already had a house and a car. He also has a job as a midwife.

It was fortunate that my sister married the right girl. His family is also clear and we are close like brothers to the Siska family. Even with the Ningsih family I was not close at all.

"I'm not feeling well" Ningsih said as soon as I finished preparing the car.

"ill? cepet taking the drugs and we go to Bastian's house" I said half emotion. This event has been planned by my family in advance and it's good that Ningsih wants to mess it up with her bad taste.

"Mas but I'm sick, we can't go there later. I'm gonna take a break"

I did hear Ningsih vomit in the bathroom. He seemed to catch a cold because of fatigue cleaning the house yesterday.

Honestly, I'm pissed and crap not playing. Once a time with Ningsih, he might want to cancel my meeting with my family.

"How did you even get sick? I don't want to know if you're ready!"

I won't budge, because I want to meet my family and bring him my son. Ningsih asked me to go alone to Bastian's house. Obviously I don't want to. I want our two children to be close to my family.

Although the youngest is always tantrums if invited to family gather.My second child is like anti-meeting my extended family. If invited to the playground, or to a shopping center that is in fact crowded, he is just happy. Even play and do not want to be invited home, but if he is invited to family gatherings he must be tantrums all day, do not want to eat, sleep and do not remain silent. Crying continues.

"Bastian is very good as a development engineer, he was involved in the toll road project" I said proudly telling Bastian's in-laws.I did not see Ningsih look or say. He remained silent a thousand languages until we arrived at Bastian's house.

"That's great, Bastian's house is big and spacious.that's great!" I said with a proud smile.

"Bastian's House? bastian's wife's house!" Ningsih replied nimbly.making my ears red.

We entered the house greeted by father and mother. Dad immediately played with his grandchildren while mom was busy preparing dishes in the kitchen with Siska.

"Bak Rani where's Ma'am?" ask me 'cause I didn't see my sister in that house.

"Just come out for a while there needs to be said, want to go to your mas friend's house" which is called mother as your mas it is my brother-in-law mas Bowo.

I saw Rani coming to the kitchen petrifying mom and Siska. While I was holding Emma who started whining. Somehow my youngest child always looks unhappy if he meets my family.I get upset! what Ningsih really taught my son.

Ningsih runs from the kitchen and takes over Emma. He didn't say a word. Emma was silent in Ningsih's arms.

"Kok kok fussy, not like Dava udh nurut, pinter, handsome, Sholeh anyway" Dava is the first child of Bastian and Sika. they were indeed gifted children long enough after marriage so their first child was only two years old.

My mother and father were close to their grandchildren from my brother. Mom even tends to compare Dava to Emma. There's not a single compliment coming out of mom's mouth for Emma. Always a criticism.

"His body was hard and ate it well, Emma was soft and ate hard" said the mother.

I could not defend, despite the fact that I saw Dava often sickly and looked lethargic. While Emma is cheerful and healthy, her body is also fat.

Ningsih was seen silent in the living room while feeding Emma. He again did not speak or answer the words of his mother just now. Maybe he's tired of hearing Emma compared to Dava.