IT'S ME YOU HURT
Insults from mother-in-law and sister-in-law

"Mas, Mas Angga wait!"

I shouted trying to stop Mas Angga.

"What are you doing huh?! It's been night screaming like crazy!"

My mother-in-law came out of the room while pulling my arm.

"You're shameless huh?! You think this is a forest? What do the neighbors say?!"

Fani Mas Angga's sister came down from the second floor. "What is this storm Mom?"

"This is your ugly sister-in-law, yelling at you". Answer the mother-in-law.

"Magine trance kali ma'am. Hahahaha" continued Fani's origin.

"If trance see dong's place. Go to the cemetery there! Not home!"

"Where there's a trance look look at the place. Haha. This mother is there!" Continue Fani.

"Oh yes, Mba Na-Nah, don't forget my uniform ironed, tomorrow morning I want to wear it to school. Tidy iron, lest anyone get tangled!"

Fani said with a soft voice made.

"Duhh, you are suitable to be babu only! Free to have white skin, but a dull face, and a body like a sack of rice. Ahhh, amit amit. Shame on you being Angga's wife."

Say mother-in-law with judes and a scornful smile regardless of my feelings.

"Haha. This mother can." Tymphal Fani's.

"If I were an Angga, I'd live with my wife like this Mom. Hihihi.." Fani said adding more vinegar to my wounds.

"Hehh... Look yeah, if your husband comes out of the house in prayer, not yelled at like a thief only the Angga! I don't want my son being yelled at like a thief!" Said mother-in-law with sewot.

They then embrace each other and turn right ready to return to their respective rooms.

"It's a good thing that the food is delicious, plus it can be expected to take care of the house and take care of your crazy grandmother."

"Hush Ma'am, that's Grandma Mina my grandmother too right, and grandma is the woman who gave birth to Daddy, Mom's husband!" Answer Fani.

"But it's true said mama, ugly that Mbak Smell Pus is still no use in this house. We also do not have to bother paying maids and nannies for grandmothers, right!?"

'Oh my God, what is my fault with them? Just how they got to me!' I could still hear their words clearly from where I was standing.

I just cried while looking down at all their insults. I was used to being humiliated and humbled by this mother and child, but still my heart ached when they did. Not to mention the slap from Mas Angga that still hurt through my heart.

During my marriage to Angga and living in this house I never harmed their lives. Every day I serve them like babu in this house. The insults and insults I always received from my mother-in-law and sister-in-law. No matter what I do in this house, I'm always wrong in their eyes.

Even though when I was working first, I often gave pocket money to Fani and a little extra shopping money for my mother-in-law.

This house used to have a maid who takes care of the house, cooking, and caring for Mina's grandmother. But after I stopped working, they fired the maid and told me to replace all the work in this house.

I wake up at 4am. While everyone was still in dreamland, I had already woken up to clean this huge house by myself and prepared breakfast before half-time 7am.

After Mas Angga left for the office, Father-in-law went to the campus because he was a lecturer at the famous University in my city, Fani to school, and he went to school, the mother-in-law also went out either to go where just to gather with her socialite friends or friends of her fellow tourists, or go to her brother's house, or just a street because she did not feel at home all day.

Mother-in-law will be home at lunchtime or before Fani leaves school at half-time.

After they all left the house, my work didn't come to an end. I am a mother who must take care of my son and also take care of Mina's grandmother who has started senile. Feed Grandma Mina eat, bathe and clean her poop I do every day without complaining and feeling disgusted.

After that we will cook for lunch and dinner. I'll rest for a while to eat and after that continue washing and ironing clothes all over the house. While continuing to take care of Ziva and Mina's grandmother. After Mas Angga comes home from work, I will serve all his needs.

What's my fault with them!? I'm just trying to be a good wife and daughter-in-law in this house. Why am I always insulted and humiliated by Mom and Fani?

It was my fault for not taking good care of myself. Every time I finished work, my appetite became very large, maybe because I always ate late and starved me until sometimes spent 2 plates of rice. I think I should eat a lot of food too in order to be strong doing all the work in this house.

All this time I thought that Angga never objected to my body weight. Most importantly I serve all the needs he needs well. Before going to the office I make sure my husband has breakfast and prepares office clothes that have been ironed neatly. After work I also make sure food is available on the table and prepare a change of clothes and make sure the house and room are clean and neat to be comfortable for Mas Angga to rest.

Mas Angga never complained about my body. But he also never praised me for all the things I did for him.

I quickly woke up from my daydreams because I heard the sound of crying from my son. I rushed back to the room on the second floor. It turns out that Ziva woke up from sleep because of bedwetting in his pants. I immediately changed his pants and put him back to sleep.

Ziva my beautiful son. He is currently two and a half years old. Since the age of one year and a half Ziva is no longer wearing diapers. He is actively playing and finding out about the things around him.

Her skin was as white as mine, but her nose was pointed and her entire face resembled Mas Angga, making Ziva look very beautiful.

Her hair is very thick, making Ziva look like a Japanese doll. If you go out of the house or walk to the mall, people who see it will surely stroke my cheeks and praise the beauty of this child.

Fortunately Ziva is a sweet and not fussy child. He seemed to understand his mother's situation. If I work outside the room, Ziva will play around me. Simply put the dolls and other children's toys He will play quietly. Only occasionally will He act like that if He is bored or sleepy.