My Mother-in-law's Bad Prejudice
23. other roads

pov rania's.

tired of chasing permission from my husband, even if he permits me to work, I will continue to live my obligations as his wife and also the mother of khaira. the reason does not give me permission to work there is a point also.he doubts if khaira in the care of others.Fear of happening as is often reported.A lot of persecution and killing of toddlers by their caregivers.

"patience yes bun. khaira is still too small if for us to live in foster care by others.fear of happening as often in the news is bun. father can not imagine if it happens to our children, but if there will be our family who want to take care of khaira during mother's work.maybe father will give permission" say my husband with great firmness.

I can understand by what he means right. I can't understand he said 'family' who does he mean ?? is that her mother ?? haaah bet I want. surely the attached mak will not want to babysit my child. while my ears are tired of hearing insults and mackerel. what else he who often says I hitchhike life with his son. really a big insult to me.

I went into the room and I took the piggy bank that was under the bed. I broke the piggy bank.

'alhamdulillah.maybe this is enough for capital' my inner wir.

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all the profit needs selling meatballs and fried foods have been neatly arranged in my home. I benefit from the terrace of the house located next to the house for a place to sell.

"what will ran sell ??" ask one of my neighbors.

"oh this is kk rik, want to sell meatballs and also fried"

"waaaaa could be a rafka ni. because rafka really likes meatballs" he continued to sit on the porch of my house which can be said now he accompanied me wiping the window.

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"loh bun, it's not a sale ??" my husband was so astonished that he found me and again relaxing in the tv room.

"sale kok yah, thank God ibun sales are over" I said while regretting it in a reverent manner.

"alhamdulillah very much ya bun"

"hu'ummm"

at first my husband seemed to object to my decision to sell at home, but I still firmly believe for this time against it. because if I sell at home, if I sell at home, I will still be able to take care of khaira and I can silence her mother's mouth if at any time she insults me again.

at this time my shield is only my husband.maybe if my family does not decide the hub with me, of course I will not be sad. because I have a place to share and also an injection of spirit from them, but in fact I only stand alone.if at any time my husband changes his principles, then it is certain I will be destroyed. even if I was expelled, I would have no place to return.

clasping..

paaarrrr..

I was shocked when I heard like there was a glass thrown with a hard object.I looked around the house with a glass window.

I stepped towards the terrace beside the house..

"astagfirullah. oh my god.."