My Mother-in-law's Bad Prejudice
19. I think it's natural

pov. bu aidar (rania's mother-in-law)

my initial encounter with rania gave the impression that I thought touched my heart, even though he was born from a wealthy family, but he was very modest. whatever we treat when he visits, he must eat with pleasure.even though he only ate a little, but it has made me feel appreciated as a host. besides she is a beautiful and educated girl.she is also good at putting herself up to be easily accepted wherever she is. For me there are no special criteria in finding a daughter-in-law. the most important thing is that he can take care of me like he takes care of his biological parents when I am old.

"mom ai, who came with ahmad ?? her boyfriend yaaaa ??" ask Ayunda when she is shopping for vegetables and other kitchen needs in my shop.

"iya yu. why yu ?? how do you feel curious ??" my lips. because I know, he was from elementary school (SD) was close to my son ahmad. Even when I was growing up I could catch that he really liked ahmad.

"ooo a-anu.kok kok bu ai, a-aa I just want to know aja. because I just saw ahmad bring a girl here. dah ya bu ai. pardoniiiii !!" he hurriedly left after paying for his shopping. From the look on his face I know that at this time he was shocked and even heartbroken. as a parent I often felt floated when my buyers and neighbors praised my boys' good looks. it cannot be denied that my son's face is still above average.what else ahmad, he has a high posture, a sharp nose and yellow skin. suitable if juxtaposed with rania. while rasdi and kobar are also no less handsome than ahmad. although their posture is not as high as ahmad.

my hopes are very high on kobar and ahmad so that they can get a wife who can help support our economy later.like rania, rania, in addition, he will get a lot of inheritance from his family and with his high education will certainly get a good job and with a large salary as well. just enough rasdi who married mayana who had nothing. he only had a big brother and a lot of debt that mounts in my stall. boro-boro for the economy, antu, he and his family live on me.

actually our economy is not as it seems. The rented house that I have there are 6 units, cars, motorcycles and houses that we live in is actually already collateral in the bank. stall capital that runs out because it is owed by my customers, hobbies and the behavior of rasdi delinquents who fall into drugs makes me decide to take loans at several banks.

~flah back on~

"good afternoon ma'am, with mother aidar the old man from kobar ??" greet someone over there by phone.

"yes good afternoon sir. with whom is this ??"

"we from the police, ma'am, would like to inform you that the kobar is now being held in our office.please come to see you as a family"

deggs....

o Allah. what else did kobar do. only 2 days ago he was battered in the hit because his judiciary debts piled up that he never paid. then what else is this ??

I rushed to the police station, and all the others there were indeed in their detention cells because of the mugging.

'hhuuuuhhh basic useless son !!" my inner curse upon seeing him sitting dreamy in a holding cell.

" mom, please get me out." please, with a puffy face.

"why is this so, son ?? if your father and people knew we could be the subject of ridicule and your father would be furious !!"

"please ma'am, I won't repeat it again" that's the reason I always hear from his mouth when he's on the edge.

"where do I want to get money to guarantee you ?? don't you remember, 2 days ago I just paid off your gambling debt of 700 million ?? I've made my rented houses a guarantee in the bank" he heard my words he cried begging me to get him out of there. Seeing the tears my heart felt like it was shaking. he and Rasdi are my favorite children. I really spoil them. whatever their bad deeds I always cover up. so that their good names and my good names are not tarnished.

I rushed home. For now I can't get the fireball out of there. My mind is very raging. My brain keeps thinking so that as soon as possible I can get the money to guarantee kobar.. yes the only way this house.I was rushing to find his certificate in the closet, but this time I can't deal with the bank. because I do not want my husband to know that kobar is currently being detained in the police.just 2 days ago I was maki-maki by him. I had to tell him because I needed his signature to melt the bank loan.this time it had to be completely silent without his knowledge.

I brought my home certificate to the loan shark's place. After seeing the certificate I brought without ba-bi-bu he immediately gave me a loan of 100 million. with the agreement I have to return 130 million in 1 year.

after my guarantee, kobar was given back.

"after this don't make any more trouble huh, because there's no more treasure I can pawn to look for a loan !!" I was so upset to see the behavior of kobar, he just nodded his head.

"work ah diligently so that you can help me redeem the certificate that is now in the hands of the loan shark and find a woman who comes from a wealthy family so that our economy will be lifted again" I gave him a message so he would be better in the future.

~flash back off~

days passed, the kobar no longer act.whether he really changed or he who is now still neatly covered it I do not know. But what I see more and more here he is more diligent work. Actually the work of kobar including already quite. he works at the shrimp import export company and other marine animals. his salary has been made sure it is above sufficient.as long as he can really die his gambling habits.

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when I was in a hurry to want to go to the bathroom. when I passed through the room rasdi sounded like shivering. did he have a fever ?? I just passed his room at that time, because I was very peeble. afterwards I went to rasdi's room again. but the sight that was presented in his room made my eyes wide open.he shivered with coldness.It appeared in his hand he was holding a small knife that was very thin. occasionally he slashed his wrist and afterwards he took a sip of his blood that came out of the incision of the knife in his skin.

"rasdiii !!!" I half-cried to call him, but he didn't seem to hear my call.

"what's going on ??" I pulled her body so roughly that she stood up in a stagger.

"ask for money mom, I really need it" he seemed to occasionally sniff his nose like a person who was in the middle of the flu alone. without thinking I ran to the stall located in front of my house. I took 3 hundred thousand pieces of money and then I went back to his room.

"this isn't enough ??" he did not answer, but he still took the money and he used sweeternua and passed away.

what is it with Rasdi ?? selapas rasdi left.I still sat pensively thinking about what I saw earlier.Truthfully I do not have much knowledge in this life. all I know is working hard to help my husband make money so that my children's lives don't lack anything.

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a month has passed.I never saw anything strange from rasdi again, but what makes my head feel like I want to mediate at this time is how I pay bank installments and loan sharks.

"where's your salary.give it to mom.would make it extra for bank installments and loan sharks".I started collecting cobar promises that he said would help me repay the debts that started because of it.

"dad's salary will be ma'am, trus mom also has a stall that is crowded every day.must not be short for ayar installments" lightly kobar trying to run from his initial agreement with me.

"heeiii, don't kink you kobar.your father no longer gives his salary as before.he does not want if his salary is used to pay installments. even the needs of this house he gave every day as needed.unlike before that every early month he gave all his salary.money from the stall mother does not know where. the more days the money is getting invisible.don't know where the money is" I'm still arguing with the kobar.

"taken tuyul times" he said as he walked into his room and closed the door with a slamming sound..

ggrrrrrrrrrr it feels like I am very angry with the useless child. turns out his promises used to be just a joke. if I knew he would be like this I would let him bonyok-bonyok in the hit and rot in prison.

*******

the more days the income from my shop the more invisible the result.sometimes kobar words cross my mind.

'what's right in taking tuyul ?? aahhh cook the era that has advanced like now there are still those who maintain tuyul ??' my mind just keeps talking to itself.

of course I was surprised, because my sales goods are running out. My customers also have nothing to decrease.Often the debt is never difficult to pay. only ma'am tati her mother mayana who until now did not pay the debt. while others thank God still smoothly. then where is my sale ??

today I was determined to take wherever I went all the money from the sale of my stall.help my waist bag to make it easier for me to take it anywhere.

this afternoon the sun was very hot. the weather was very hot. I decided to relax at the patrol post which was right next to my shop. besides here I could enjoy the soothing breeze, but here, the distance of this patrol post that is not up to 1 meter from my shop also makes it easier for me to watch my shop. the wind that peels at my skin makes these eyes so sleepy. it was a drowsiness that I could not fight until I finally got carried away to dreamland. but even though I was asleep I could still hear the sound of the desk drawer in my shop like something interesting or open it. The sound did not stop there. there was also another sound that was followed after.there was the sound of a basket being deliberately pushed, even occasionally I heard the sound of a can falling. Maybe it was the sound of a litre of my rice falling right. I couldn't get late in my sleep anymore. I peeked and it turned out that there was someone who was randomizing my stall.

"where the hell are the chatty mums narok money.usually also gasket in umpetin" muttered someone who was random shuffling my shop..

deggggs..

"how much money do you want !!!!" someone was shocked to hear me yell at him. he immediately took a thousand steps. Before he could get out of my stall he hit my body until I staggered back. I really can't believe that someone I know very well. I couldn't see his face because he turned his back on me and he had his head covered with but the sweeter he was wearing.

"rasdiiiiii !!! don't run kaauuuuu !!!" did he take my money all this time ?? if so, just deserve my sales money is always invisible and what is the money ?? while the pocket money is never less I give. Even if he asks for money again I never do not give him..

"why is ma'am ai ?? that was the rasdi who ran away, right ??" ms Nila was suddenly in my shop.

"eeeeeehhhh i-ituu bu, rasdi cranky because I did not give him money to hang out at the cafe" kilah ku so that the lady did not suspect and my good name was maintained.

"maklumi aja bu ai, his name is also the rasdi is still class 2 smp. so the thought is still unstable bnget, still want to seneng seneng same friend !" say mom nia again.

"he is. but I don't like him to wander ga clear ma'am. I want him to focus on learning and pursuing his ideals" said I ketus. actually, I started to feel uncomfortable because madam wanted to know more about the incident earlier.

"hmmmm that the hell we want as parents, mom. kids now can not be too we bridle. once-in-a-time we have to give freedom" he seemed to review his smile towards me. I also returned his smile and interrupted slowly. Actually I was lazy to extend the conversation with him. I was aide so that he did not talk about the topic again.

"oh yeah, miss what do you want to buy ?? from earlier the preoccupation of chatting.so forget that at this time mom neli come here as a buyer" I said while changing the topic of our conversation.

"ha ha ahh. yes yes maa.i. I also forget that now I also rush. in my house again there are guests.want to make a drink but the sugar is abis" we are equally laughing because it is true this lady is very humorous.

after paying for his groceries he also paid back home to me. after leaving Madam, my brain returned to the problem of the race earlier..

"astagfirullah haladzim.." I remember my conversation with ahmad at that time.

~flash back on~

that afternoon, Ahmad had just returned from work, he approached me who was sitting at the dinner table.

"what's mom doing ??" I, unaware of his presence, was shocked when he greeted me until the glass I was holding fell and broke apart on the floor..

"mom why ?? how to daydream anyway ?? mother moved to another chair yes. let me clean the glass shards first" I according to what in the direction an by ahmad. it did not take long all the glass fragments scattered on the floor was finished he was clean.

"mother why is it mom ?? what are you thinking, right ??" he asked me again as he took a chair and sat down by my side..

"hhmmm it's mad, mother of rasdi's mind"

"what's wrong with rasdi ma'am ?"

I also began to tell about what I saw in his room.I also told my astonishment at his behavior that cut the skin of his own hands.

"mom sure about what I saw ??" he seemed unsure of what I was telling him, I just nodded my head because I was 100% sure of what I was seeing.

"mom should not give him as much money as he asked for. because I'm sure, from what mom told me rasdi was already a heavy drug addict type sa**"

I was surprised to hear his explanation.Hai little I do not feel believe.but I have to find out the truth.because I do not want to be wrong in perverted right.maybe ahmad was wrong in his assessment this time.

~flash back off~

waking up from my daydream, I rushed to take my motorbike.not forgetting I closed my shop first.I drove my motorbike to places he used to visit. he's not in the place he used to hang out.

'rasdiiii where are you son ??' my inner scream..

I'm not tired.I keep driving my bike to look for him. All his friends also claimed not to see it. but from the last friend I asked he said that now very close to the children who live on the edge of the railroad tracks. kuarah my motorbike to the edge of the rail. When I got there I immediately asked rasdi by mentioning race characteristics complete with the clothes he was wearing earlier when he broke into my shop. but no one claimed to see it. I continued to walk forward until the road I traced only stuck on the high wall alias dead end. when I turned back the motor I was driving my eyes were fixed on the sandal arranged on the porch of the house at the end of the edge of this rail. I got off my motorbike to take a closer look at the sandal..

'yes.. this rasdi noodles slippers" sure me in the inner. atmosphere of the house is quiet. but what are the races in this quiet house ??

I turned the door handle without knocking first.

'ahhhh open? it turns out the door is not in the key'. I smile with relief and walk very carefully so as not to accumulate sound.My eyes continue to look at every inch of space in the house.

'no one here' said I in my heart. My step continues towards the kitchen of this house. instantly heard the sound of someone coughing from there. I continue to step. there's one more room in the kitchen, but why is the door closed ?? again I turned the door handle and pushed the door slowly..

'astagfirullah.' My chest hurts looking at the situation of this room. There are six boys in this room and one of them is the one I was looking for. but that's not what makes my chest hurt. Currently they look lulled until they are indifferent to my existence. I saw Rasdi occasionally suck a straw from a bottle of mineral water in which there was little smoke. I forcefully pulled the body of Rasdi and brought him home with the motor I was driving.

when I got home I found the priest who was sitting waiting for my return at the patrol station beside my shop. he was waiting for me to come home because all my doors were locked and he could not enter. I lyrics clock perched on my wrist. yaaa this is indeed home time after sewing course.

"open the door quickly imah" said I while thrusting the key to imah.he quickly opened the door. after I parked my motorbike back I dragged rasdi to the bathroom. I love him with as much water.rasdi just sat there was no reaction when I jabbled.

"why in guyur bu ?? let it be in A. he who wants to be the trash of society" imah said as if he knew the behavior of race.

"rasai you race. blom work only his pretentious-sokan*, which you wear sa** KW. ga have no money ngellem deh" he pointed-pointed the face of rasdi.

"so you know the behavior of the races out there, huh ??" said I don't believe.

"yes you know!!. but I do not dare to say. later on I am also the one whose mother was angry. mother was very fond of kobar and rasdi. so whatever I know about their behavior, I don't want to tell mom"

deggghs...

his words were. yes his words managed to make my heart broken.he was right, in appeal to him and ahmad. I highlight my affection for kobar and rasdi. but what I saw. both of my favorite children who destroyed me. tidaakkkk.. this is not too late. before my good name in the eyes of the neighbors destroyed, I must be able to overcome this. kobar and rasdi can definitely change.

*******

today rasdi came home with mayana to be known to us. not unhappy.but he said that he had impregnated mayana. blum also lost my shock when she found out she was asleep under drug pressure, now she hit me with a new reality again.His father, he, ahmad and imah clearly loudly expressed his disbelief and wished it was just a joke. though I agree with ahmad's opinion that it is more appropriate that we make sure first pregnancy mayana to the obstetrician.

I can't do anything, I can only cry about the fate of rasdi.if mayana is pregnant. then he will be a father who has no clear future. with his age now certainly he will not be able to have a job.in addition he who will not finish Junior High School.aarrrrrgggghhh my head seemed to break thinking about it.

one year of the age of rasdi and mayana marriage first but do not give birth. signs of enlarged mayana stomach was not there.

~flash back on~

"when were you born may ?? how a year married so that your stomach.don't you pretend to be pregnant to get my sister !!" I look disgusted by mayana's lies.

"who said I was pretending to be pregnant sister. I'm actually pregnant really, but pregnant child worms are obviously not born-born !!" mayana words that sound mocking imah.I see faith that has been burning emotions I took the initiative to mediate with them.

"already already. continue the work of each.reach noisier. it is old, ashamed of the same lower hair" said I while pulling mayana away from imah. look imah clenched her hands firmly until her handbook whitened. she must be furious and feel I defend mayana more. actually I do not defend mayana. it's just more on keeping the feeling of race. I was afraid, if he was offended and he felt sad he would leave this house.if that happened I would be very sad. because he will not be able to survive out there. during marriage I was the one who took care of all their needs.I realize is in the benefits right by mayana. my affection for Rasdi can dismiss the unpleasant actions his wife did.