Not the Dream Son-in-law
POV mom

"Yati, today cook shrimp dong. Tired of eating the village food every day." I heard the sound of my besan commanding Yati, it seems that Yati has come. It's good that she acts like a big lady in my house. It's a good thing I still want to put it here, because at Rido's request my son. If I had not kicked him out of my house from yesterday, especially if I remembered when he asked Airin to return Rido. Once I felt.

"But, Auntie in the refrigerator no more shrimp," replied Yati slowly. I'm still eavesdropping on the chatter between Yati and Mama Airin from here, from the backyard while feeding my cattle chickens.

"Yes... You buy it, that's all you don't understand. How delicious shrimp stored in the refrigerator. Not immediately anymore," said mama Airin, increasingly becoming-so ruling Yati.

Totally unaware of himself, it is fortunate that Yati willingly volunteered to help with the work in this house and serve his needs and Airin. If not, I would have done it. If the spoiled child, who would do household chores like Yati. Actually it's a pity that I saw my eldest son's wife, but what power I really need her help at this time.

"Buy?.I don't have Auntie's money..."

"Yes, ask your father-in-law. The time asked me, I'm a guest here," said Mama Airin again. It's nice he said guest, what a guest has been more than a month he hitchhiked here for free. Can you call a guest that long?

"But..seems like my mother has been shopping before," said Yati. I smiled at Yati's words, indeed I was deliberately shopping early in the morning at the vegetable maker. Let when Yati comes can immediately cook.

"Well! Kale, know tempe?" mama Airin's voice sounded very surprised. I smile more and more to hear it.

"Yes...Aunty. I cooked kale, yeah, it's good..."

"What's wrong.basik ya in-laws it is stingy," said mama Airin in a mocking tone. The heat of my heart heard it, it's good that he said I was stingy.

"Ehemm!.." I pretended to cough loudly from behind the house, so that my clothes stopped blabbing.

Long enough, no sound was heard. I also entered the kitchen, meeting Yati who seemed to be busy sweeping.

"Remain, cook what is there."

"Good... Mak," said my son-in-law, nodding obediently.

"Don't hear the babbling of that attached grandmother..."

"Who's Grandma dropping by Mak?" tanya Resti suddenly interrupted my words.

"Tuh.tamu don't know yourself," I said.

"Well! Not misheard this, my mother said her mother Airin, grandmother dropped by," said Resti again with a sweet smile.

"You little boy dare to make fun of parents yes," said as he toyed the head of my youngest child. Then we laughed together, as if our words just now were very funny. I glance at Yati, she follows the laughter even though it does not sound by me.

That's how my son-in-law is, and he laughs like he's scared in this house. As his eyes unintentionally looked towards me and our gazes met each other, suddenly the laughter faded. Oh God, I was so scary to him that his laughter stopped looking at me. I don't know, why lately every time I see Yati there's a sense of compassion tucked in my heart.

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"Mak.." call Rido while opening my room door.

"Hmmm.." I said. I was lying down, resting for a while after performing the Zuhr prayer this afternoon.

"Can I come in?" ask again.

"Come in" I answered briefly.

Rido entered, a sweet smile was created on his handsome face.

"What's wrong?" tanyaku. There must be something Rido wants to say, so he visited my room this afternoon.

"No, I want to talk to my mother" said Rido, sitting on the edge of the bed, and his hands began to gently massage my feet.

"La-anu... Mak," Rido began to speak stammeringly. I stared intently at my son, waiting for him to say what he wanted to say.

"I.want to ask for the money that used to be in my father's love for me," said Rido again slowly.

"Money?..."

"Yes, the money wants me to use to start my business again," continued Rido while looking down.

"Whichever money is Rido, a year you're sick, but you don't think it costs anything" I said firmly.

"But... Mommy..."

"There's no buts unless you divorce Airin. Will make business capital for you..."

"Mak!.." exclaimed Rido while shaking his head.

"Why, Do. Now I've been quite aware of what kind of woman your wife is," I said no less emphatically than before.

"Mak..why did Mom suddenly change like this" said Rido, looking at me with a look as if he could not believe what he saw.

I smiled wryly at his words, indeed since Rido's accident, my eyes opened to see what exactly my grand daughter-in-law was like. She's a bad woman, a materialistic woman, only willing when my son is healthy and happy and.ah it's possible that this is the wisdom behind the disaster. Therefore, I can realize that Airin is not good.

"Where?" ask again.

Rido shook his head as he said, "No Mak, I won't divorce Airin at any time." Rido came out of my room and slammed the door.

I took a deep breath looking at the treatment of my son, hopefully one day he realized that all this time he had only been a slave to his wife's love.

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"I'll go home first, Mak," Yati told me. I turned, Yati was seen holding the hand of Ilham, my grandson.

"Rozi's picked up?" I asked anyway, because from earlier I was sitting on this terrace chair does not look like my firstborn came.

Yati shakes.

"So, what are you wearing?..."

"I'm the one who's going to drop off Yati's brother" said Resti suddenly appearing behind Yati.

"Oo.yeah," I said slowly, "Oh yeah, so you brought the side dish. Let's not cook again at home."

"It's my mom, it's this..." Yati showed me the black crackle that I was measuring in it a bushel of food. Behind Yati looks Resti whinyesan, I don't know what he laughed at.

"Ilham here first," I said calling Rozi's youngest son. Inspiration approached me.

"This is for snacks, share brother and sister, yes" I said giving pink money to my grandson, Ilham also snatched the money quickly from my hands.

It's been a long time since I've given money to Rozi's children. No matter what this time I love them pocket money, yesterday the harvest of his grandfather's garden was quite a lot.

"Say what grandma is," timpal Resti said with a sweet smile. I don't know what possessed my daughter, so the look on her face looks very bright this afternoon.

"Thank you, Grandma" said Ilham, kissing my cheek. Instantly a sense of happiness burst into my chest. Yes, I was happy to see Ilham smile and very enthusiastic about receiving money from me.