Not the Dream Son-in-law
Not my son the culprit

Holidays, usually my in-laws' house is quite a lot of people who come to visit. Because my in-laws are among the elders in this village. Many nephews and distant brothers have come to apologise on this sordid day.

Our family came during the day. Because I took my husband and children to the house of Minah, my brother who was closer than our house. It doesn't taste good, passing through his house without stopping first. Also because both of my parents are dead, so brother Minah is where I celebrate this holiday. In addition, because we are many and the vehicle is only one. So, must take turns to be transported if you want to travel. So it was a little slow to get to my in-laws' house.

My first three children were ushered in by Bang Rozi to the house of in-laws. After that, I just picked me up. When we arrived at the house of in-laws, we bowed to our father and mother.

My children look happy because at the table of the grandmother's house is arranged a variety of delicious cakes and also get THR from their Om, Rido. My children opened one by one the jars and tasted the contents. I shook them and glared for them to stop, but they seemed to not understand without heeding my cues.

"Brach! Watch out broke!" pekik Emak saw my youngest child walking around with a glass jar containing the cake.

"Dek, let's put the cake down" I said softly to the Five-year-old.

"But Adek wants to buk. The cake is good" said my son.

"Take the cake and keep the jar on the table, if you want, just take it again," I added, giving a soft understanding to Inspiration.

"Bring here, this is Aunt Airin's gift. It will break, baby, it must be expensive," said the mother anyway. Inspiration then put the jar on the table.

Oh yeah, where's Airin. Kok from earlier did not look, what is possible in the room as usual, lying down while playing his phone.

"Take these glasses into the kitchen, Ti," my mother told me. I also collected the glasses. Looks like the former drinking guests before we came earlier.

Before going to the kitchen I whispered to Rani my eldest son to bring his sisters to play on the terrace. Especially Ilham because my youngest child is indeed being rough.

In the kitchen there is a rare view, it turns out that Airin was washing dishes. Tumben, batin.

"Who is it, Rin?" I asked when I saw Airin nagging. The city woman was a little surprised, but she did not realize that I was standing behind her.

"Eh Kak Yati, we have not forgiven you, Brother," he said with a smile. He washed his hands and greeted me.

"Here you go, Brother, I'm tired" he said again as he left the pile of dirty dishes and glasses on the sink.

I took a deep breath to see the behavior of my mother-in-law's beloved rich daughter-in-law. Just washing the dishes, he was already complaining tired.

I also continued the dishwasher Airin earlier. But, suddenly Airin came back with his face bent. In his hands were glasses that I could not carry behind them.

"Bikin drink and serve food to the people who come, continue to wash their containers, where the people who come a lot, do not end up from earlier," said Airin.

I smiled at my brother-in-law's nagging.

"So, it's been a long time. It's like my restaurant service from earlier," he continued.

"Emak told you to, Rin?" tanyaku.

"No, brother. Yesterday, in fact, my mother was busy with the guests who came. Mas Rido told me, out of pity to see my mother troubled.'

"Continue, Where's Resti?"

"At his fiancee's pick up, he said he'd come to the camer's house."

I nodded, indeed my husband's youngest brother is engaged and will get married in the near future.

"Yes, Brother just wash those dirty dishes. I want to rest, tired," said Airin again as he left near me. Yes, that's how ordinary people live happily, washing dishes this way is already soybean.

"Mom-uuk..." Inspiration seemed to cry as she walked towards me.

"What's up, son?" I asked while washing my hands and welcoming Ilham. Not to mention after washing the dishes, my son was already throwing a tantrum.

"I'm in Grandma's pinch, Buk," she replied sobbing.

"Ilham naughty?"

Inspiration just kept quiet while looking down.

"Your son can't just see." Mom nagged as she walked towards me.

"What's this, Mommy?" I dared to ask my in-laws.

"Look at that Raffa tablet until it breaks" replied Mum with a sharp glance towards Ilham.

"Really Deck?" I asked for Ilham.

Ilham shook his head slowly like he was so scared of his grandmother.

"If it is not Ilham who else, only He who has been sticking with Raffa, saw Raffa play the tablet" said Mother with his rent.

"Flame..."

"Sir Yati, look at the Raffa tab. It's all your son's work." Not to mention I finished talking, Airin cut my words while showing the cracked tablet of his son.

"I don't want to know, anyway Brother has to change. This I just bought yesterday before leaving here" he continued.

"But, Rin. It's not Inspiration that does it" I said slowly. I'm sure it wasn't my son, because my son never lied.

"Still avoiding you huh, Yati. That's the proof" she said, pointing at the tablet in Airin's hand.

"Already, Deck. Shame on hearing the neighbors, this is the day in our house noisily," Rido told Airin, after he came to the kitchen to hear us arguing.

"Just son, Mas. The tablet is new, Raffa is not satisfied playing it..."

"See it can be repaired" said Rido.

"Can't be like that, Mom. Although the repair will not be as good as it was," Airin responded quickly.

"Ilham, listen to me. Did Ilham break Raffa's tab?" ask me out loud. Yes, I began to get carried away by the emotion of seeing my brother-in-law blaming Ilham. To be exact, I don't know who to vent my anger at.

Inspiration is back.

"Mom's answer!" my yelling.

"Bu-not Inspiration, Buk," said my son stammering with tears on his cheeks.

"Small good at kink ya," said Airin.

"I want Raffa's tablet Brother to change!" airin is even louder. He put the tablet on the kitchen table, and he left. So too did mother and Rido leave me and Ilham in the kitchen.

I gasped at Airin's words. Money from where I'm to replace it, while my children this year no one bought lebaran clothes. Because since I don't work anymore, our finances are really morat-marit.

"Listen that's Inspiration, the money from which we replace such expensive goods," I said in tears. Yeah, my tears can't hold anymore.

Suddenly my emotions exploded, unconsciously I pinched Ilham's hand in a row.

"This is the hand of Inspiration, evil!"

"God, Buk. Sick," my son whined.

Seeing Inspiration whimper, I too pity.

"I'm sorry, son," I said, embracing Ilham.

"We're poor, son. Can't hold such an expensive toy." I looked down at Ilham.

My son nodded, I don't know what I said earlier.

"Yes, let's go home" said pulling my son Ilham's hand.

"Don't forget, buy the same tablet brand and type," Airin said sarcastically, as I passed him in the living room. I just passed by, not wanting to answer a word from Airin.

"Why are you crying?" bang Rozi asked, as we passed by in the living room.

"It's an act of inspiration, He broke Raffa's tab," I said in tears.

"Really, Deck?" bang Rozi asked Ilham.

"Where have you been, Bang?" ask me again out loud.

"So, I bought a cigarette for a second..."

"Don't know our child is naughty, why don't you just take it," I continued with emotion.

"Now you see the work of this Inspiration, the tab Raffa broke, the money from which we replaced it, Bang!' I shouted even louder.

"Patience, Deck," answered my husband gently.

"This dream has never heard my words. We are poor, son. Don't touch anything that's not ours!" I looked towards Ilham.

"Look now for Inspiration to replace it, huh!"

"Already, quiet! I'll change the tab" said my father-in-law with a flat facial expression. Then he went into his room.

I no longer speak, and then take my children away from my in-laws' palace.

We had already walked quite a distance, when Bang Rozi caught up with us.

"Let's go up," he ordered the children.

The children climbed on the motorbike, only for me and Ilham to be picked up by Bang Rozi.

"Turning the children home" I said firmly, as I saw my husband's motorcycle turning towards my in-laws' house again.

Bang Rozi was very upset, and drove his bike down the street towards our house.

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"Oh, not Adek loh who mecahin Raffa tablets," said Rani hesitated, at that time we had reached our most comfortable hut.

"Really, Brother? Brother see," look at me.

Rani nodded, "So Raffa was playing the tab, Adek came to see it. Raffa was called Aunt Airin and Raffa left his tab near Adek..."

"Continue, Brother?" ask again.

"Yes, maybe Adek was curious. He took the tab and played it for a while. After Brother rebuked, He put the tab to its original place. And waiting for Raffa to come to see him play that tab again." the eleven-year-old resumed his story.

"But, after Raffa held his tab again, he got angry and slammed it because he said his favorite game had been erased by Adek. Then Raffa complained to his mother, if Adek hold his tab." I nodded my head in a sign of understanding.

"Kok Brother didn't say that back there..."

"Already, Mom. Brother said everything to Grandma and Aunt Airin. But, they don't believe me and accuse me of lying."

My heart was broken hearing my son's words just now. As he had not heard the poor speak, treasure had blinded their eyes and hearts.

"I'm sorry, son.." I thought when I saw Ilham playing cars while laughing freely on the terrace of our simple house.