My son is mine
Chapter 58

Triya was frightened and hid inside her room. The knock on the door of his house is not closed getting louder when the homeowner is reluctant to accept them.

"Please Ms. Triya cooperatively, we are tired of having to keep going like this!" screeched someone neatly dressed.

"What's up? Why have I heard you guys yelling at Ms Triya's house?" ask the neighbor Triya who is starting to feel disturbed.

One of the two men approached his neighbor.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, may I ask? Do you know where Ms Triya is? It's been three days since we found him so difficult" he said.

Triya's neighbor named Hesti researched the appearance of the man in front of her. There's the name of a save-borrow cooperative on an identification tag that's draped around his neck.

"Normally at home sir, I also do not know if there is no. But you can come here in the afternoon. Usually her husband comes home from work" explained Hesti.

The two men looked at each other and smiled happily. Finally they were able to meet their husband.

One of the men nodded and thanked Hesti.

"If indeed Maak Triya does not exist, do not call again. Sorry, but the sound of the mas bothers us. I have a toddler, "soldier Hesti.

"Yes, Mom, I'm sorry. We are confused because Ms. Triya is not cooperative, Ma'am" explained the man.

Hesti himself refused to ask more. For sure a little much he knew that the arrival of the two men must have something to do with accounts payable.

Actually, when he did not hear the sound of a call in front of his house, Triya hurriedly approached the front window.

It turned out that the two collectors were actually talking to their neighbors.

How upset Triya when hesti just told the collectors to come again later in the afternoon.

Of course he was afraid that until the husband knew his behavior.

"Bad! Just get mixed up, Hesti!"

Enraged, Triya came out of her house, still looking around. Because he was afraid that the collectors were still around his house.

After being in a sense of security, Triya continued his steps toward the house of Nesti. He knocked on the door impatiently.

Hesti, who was trying to put his son to sleep, was upset that again someone was interrupting his lunch break.

"Yes for a moment" cried Hesti as she held her crying child.

"Who is it, afternoon gini gedor door rich collect debt. Don't know what time it's for lunch!" grumbled the woman who was the same age as Triya.

After being opened, Hesti was annoyed because it was Triyalah who knocked loudly on the door of his house.

"What's wrong with Triya? Sorry my son is fussy again, want to take a nap," said Nesti without further ado.

"Heh mbak Hesti! What do you mean you tell the people to come back later in the afternoon? He intentionally? Let what? Let me get angry at my husband!" triya replied as she ruffled her waist and pointed at Hesti's face.

"Good God, Miss Triya! You're the one making a scene here, but you're the one who's angry, it's not obvious!" reply Hesti fierce.

His son even cried hysterically to hear the two of them quarreling with each other.

"Allah! You shouldn't interfere in my business! You shouldn't have met them! Remember if there's anything with me, you'll know the consequences!" threatening Triya then left from there, not forgetting she also kicked the flower pot belonging to Nesti because she was upset.

"Based on a strange woman, she's in debt, she's angry. If you are afraid, don't go into debt!" hesti grumbled and calmed his son.

"Damn! How is this, if they come here continue to meet mas General, I'm angry with him."

Triya was very frustrated facing the difficulties of her life lately. He was wrong because he did not pay his loan repayment.

But all because the husband does not give a large living to his parents, making himself always in the rong-rong by both parents.

The general did not not give monthly money to his in-laws, only his nominal that he reduced, because he had to pay the installment of his wife's debt.

"Ah yes mending me to mamah aja house. Keep asking the General to go back there first, surely later they will not be able to meet the General!"

Suddenly an idea came to Triya's mind. At least until she can get the money to pay for her arrears, she will try to cover up the problem on the husband.

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They laughed without burden, unlike him who had to worry about the deposit of loans used for their living expenses.

"Your son can relax rich gini!" said Triya immediately able to stop their laughter all.

"Loh Tri, you want to come here without saying anything! If you know, we can ask for buyin gulai sate kambing in our subscription," replied Tati casually.

Really they no one cares to see the look of Triya's face that looks scared.

Triya's eyes glanced sharply at a gold necklace worn by her sister-in-law, who was none other than the wife of her youngest sister Dendi.

Seeing her sister-in-law's nanar gaze at her, making Puji misbehave. He who wore short collared clothes no doubt made him confused about to cover his gold necklace.

Even Via was also wearing a gold bracelet that they had been trying to hide.

"GET YOU GUYS UP!" snapped Triya who was no longer able to resist her irritation.

"You're so good at living without caring about me who has to take the trouble to support you!" snapped Triya.

"What the hell is lu Tri!" lamented Via who was trying to hide behind his mother.

"What is this Tri, why are you so angry?" tanya Tati is confused.

Triya then looked at the mother with a disappointed look, she was always made into a dairy cow while her two younger siblings could live quietly by being calm.

"I'm dizzy at the same bill debt collectors because they are eager to pay installments. But look at the mother's daughter!" show Triya to her sister and sister-in-law.

"What do you mean by Tri!" answer Via not accept.

"What if it's not a prank? Life is still hitchhiking with parents, it's good not to have to spend money because I love to mamah papah!" snapped Triya wrathfully.

"Son, we also spend money on our living expenses Tri!" sela Via not accepted.

"Isn't he?" Triya laughed softly.

"You think I don't know how much your husband's salary is? What else does he still have to charge his two sisters! Think of your brain from where he can buy you that much gold!" ketus Triya.

Of course it made Via die a step, he could only throw his face annoyed. His words really insulted him.

"You also praise! Tell your husband, same mamah affairs papah right you have to be the responsibility of your husband as a boy. Don't be your parasite!" snapped Triya which made Puji could only duck.

"You're nothing Tri! If even your sister wears gold, yes justin. Do you mind giving me the same ration papah?" bentak Tati who actually defended her sisters.

Via smiled obliquely, obviously their mother would defend herself, all this time the help at home is her and her sister-in-law, of course they are closer to the mother than Triya.

"Your defense for them? From now on I will never help you again!" screech to the mother.

A hard slap landed on Triya's cheek. The mother who did it.

Tati was startled and was about to grab the body of his eldest daughter to apologize.

"Pardon Mama Tri," said Tati nervously.

Via and Puji were also surprised instead of playing, this time the thing they feared would definitely happen. Triya will definitely stop any help to their parents.

They could not let that happen, however they realized thanks to the monthly money Triyalah, their family's economy could be guaranteed as it is now.

They did not care what hardships their eldest brother came from, their own lives were nothing short of.

Triya clenched her hands and ran out. He didn't think his family would even think about his feelings.

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Tbc