Not the Dream Son-in-law
Son-in-law sense maid

The Rido car that took us also reached my in-laws' house. The kids came out, and so did I. There was a sense of awkwardness when setting foot in the courtyard of this house. I don't know, I've been a part of this family for twelve years. It's not a minute, is it.

"Aliph, Pian, Inspiration. Listen to my mother, who is calm at the grandmother's house later. Don't touch anything, don't take anything before you offer" I said to my three sons. The three of them nodded.

"Sister, please remind the sisters. If they forget.'' don't forget I also told Rina, my eldest child.

"Ready, Buk" said Rina, raising her hand to her forehead. As if to pay respect.

"Let's go in, brother," asked Rido. We followed Rido from behind.

"Sir Yati is coming!" yelling Resti from the kitchen. His smile was bright when he saw me. My best sister-in-law was like cooking spices and my mother was stirring the pan on the stove, whether she was cooking anything. I also walked towards the kitchen.

"Where's rozi, Do?" ask Rido. His eyes looked to and fro, probably looking for the whereabouts of his eldest son.

"I called you, Mom. Brother said, he will come straight here," replied Rido. Then Rido came back to the front, sitting with the kids in front of the TV.

"Where's Emang Rozi, Ti?" ask my mother.

"Go to the next village, Mom. Look at the garden of the Sargawi master, who asked for help in cleaning," I replied.

Yes, that is my husband's job. In addition to being a rubber rubber tapper, it also works odd jobs. Whatever he does, if anyone needs his power. He said, what matters is halal.

But, if there's nothing, yes my husband went back to his main job, tapping rubber sap. Before my parents died, I had a rubber garden, after both were gone. The rubber garden is mine and home to Brother Minah. Although not broad, Alhamdulillah can be the main livelihood for my husband.

"It's hard, anyway." Airin grumbled as he entered from the back of the house. His forehead was filled with sweat, his usual hair was beautiful looking frown and in his hands stuck to feathers like chicken feathers.

"Raffa! Get me your hairpin in the room!" shout Airin.

"Here, Ma." before long the puffer boy came hastily carrying the hairpin his mother meant.

"Sister's hands cleaned?" ask Airin. I'm nodding.

"Please pin my hair, brother," she asked me.

Without commenting anything, I immediately clamped the hair of a tall woman until then. But, there is another from Airin. His body odor is rather fishy, not as usual which is always fragrant.

"Let's go back, brother. Help me," take Airin and pull my hand.

"Eh.uh... Yati here alone smoothes all this spice. If Resti who do can until night is not finished," prevent mother. As usual in this house if you cook all the spices in ulek, he said it is not good if in a blender.

Airin scowled, then he stomped his feet to the back of the house.

"What did he do?" I whispered to Resti.

"At first nyabutin chicken feathers, Brother," replied Resti while holding back a laugh. This is also a habit in this house, if you want to eat chicken must be cut by yourself, my father-in-law does not like to eat chicken breeds sold in the market. Therefore, he bartenak chicken village behind the house, to be consumed alone.

"Kok laughed?"

"Yes, Brother. It was told to ngulek condiment, Airin did not want to. Afraid his hands are hot. More choose nyabutin chicken feathers are obviously more difficult, hahaha where the father cut him three more tails." Resti laughter exploded.

"Yes already, let my sister digerjain the spice. You help Airin, "I told Resti.

"Let her know how to cook with her own hands. Don't eat anything," rent my sister-in-law. I don't know why he doesn't like Airin so much, different from his mom.

"Resti keep this up, my head dizzy for a long time standing near this frying pan" said the mother to Resti.

"That's not even grated yet." Mom showed me two coconuts lying under the table.

I'm nodding. Apparently this means, I was picked up who she said was invited by her mother to eat with it. But in reality, I was told to come here just to cook, because her favorite daughter-in-law could not do all this.

Finish stooping seasoning and grating coconut. I look back at Airin, it turns out that one chicken is not done yet.

"This is very yes in the house of in-laws," his grunts while pulling chicken feathers violently.

"If not for waiting for the land to sell, I've been home for a long time" he continued regretfully. Maybe so upset, he didn't even realize I was behind him.

"It's over, Rin?" my many.

Airin turned, "Eh, not yet Brother. His older brother who continued, damaged all my nails made," said Airin as he rose to leave the chicken that had not been half done with the fur removed. Without any burden or hesitation Airin breezed away.

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The cuisine was all finished just before Zuhur's time. There is gulai chicken, fried fish, sambel, fried tofu-tempe and kale oseng all neatly arranged on the table. And almost all of that I do.

After the Zuhur prayer, we prepared for lunch. But, until now, Bang Rozi has not arrived. Because the stomach was hungry, my mother also invited us to eat first.

"Do, where's your brother, haven't you come yet?" ask Rido. We were all ready for lunch.

"So he said he wanted to come here, Mak," replied Rido while wiping his phone. Maybe he was trying to call my husband.

"Not picked up the phone is the same brother, Mak," said Rido, shaking his head.

I've finished cleaning up all the used tools we ate earlier. I washed it all and I put it back on the shelves. My house was swept by me, but my husband did not come.

Because thinking about when I left the house I haven't finished cleaning. I also asked to be sent home to Rido. When we got home, there was a motorcycle bang Rozi on the terrace. It turned out that my husband was home, and he always carried a spare key. So, if he comes home and I'm not home, he can come in without waiting for me.

"Where are you from, Dek?" tanyakanya. My husband looks down while watching TV.

"From my mother's house, Bang," I replied.

"Who will allow you to go there" he said slowly, but to my great surprise.

I turned to him, "I never felt like I would let you go there" he said again but remained relaxed.

"But Rido said..."

"Say what!" my husband started to raise his voice.

"Listen yes, Deck. I won't let you go there, if you're just a maid!" bang Rozi said out loud.

"Dude..."

"I feel sorry for you, Dek.." he said.

"I know they told you to go there. Just for their sake" my husband said again. This time his voice began to weaken.

I looked at my old husband. I knew he was talking like that, because I didn't want to be humbled by his family.