
pov rania
"waaaawww again a lot of money" interrupted someone who had not since when he stood in the doorway of our room.
me and my husband who was joking at once turned to the source of the voice.I really was not surprised at all about whoever the owner of the voice was.
"has been a long time since mom??" my husband stood up and greeted the reverence of a woman who had given birth to him.I also joined my husband to feel his reverence.but that is, the woman brushed off my hand who wanted to shake his hand.
"do not be respectful.now what is needed is money not respect!!" my mother-in-law nagged while holding her hand in her stomach.
I did not respond. I passed to the kitchen to make coffee for my husband and his mother.didn't mind then I returned with two cups of coffee that I arranged on the trash.
"at the drink ma'am" I stale as I put the coffee mug on the table in front of them.
"oah ihhhh, surely that coffee has been in czechi cyanide, let me kayak the case on tv" he said while showing lip mimic that looks disgusted.
"yes it is if not in the mountains is okay" I want to pass immediately from the presence of the attached master. but I just returned the body of the attached mother who spoke again that made me stop my steps.
"it's none of mom's business" I turned my back on her.
"is it none of my business ?? yes obviously it's my business. That guy's my son's money!!" wahhh was never bored, my mother-in-law was arrogant.
"ehemmm.. mother's child's money ?? there is evidence that can show that it is the mother's money ?? remember mom, now I'm no longer hitchhiking live on mom's son !!" this time I won't want him hitchhiking to his son again.he must realize that I already have my own income. although it is not denied that the living made by my husband is also very sufficient.
"helehhh... How can such a venture produce such a large quantity ?? your business trus is still running a few days.one year does not exist.do not do the money washing action deh. mentang-mentang already no effort at all ngaku-nakuin my child's money. you whore !!" my mother-in-law demeans me. She doesn't believe in my ability to find my own.
"hellellowww. if I'm a whore means son mother connoisseur dong !! demeaning her thought dong mother-in-law whore !!" I turned her words while looking intently at my husband who just stood firm without any defense for me. I left them both. by taking khaira in my arms. I walk to the side of the house where my mini-cafe stands.
when I saw the face of the khaira who smiled gently in my sling. suddenly made my tears pour down, I think his fate came along because they hated me. he never felt what it was like to be carried by his grandmother, mother's brother and father.Today my mother-in-law came not one bit stale towards my son.
'sorry ibun ya nak' my inner moans as I kiss the top of the khaira head.