Pamite

Pamite
2. Husband Not Understanding


Housewife work is a job that is never seen by most people, especially by men. They always thought we were unemployed. Endless work from morning until meeting again morning.


With three young children like me, it's not an easy job to do it all by yourself. It was always protested by Mas Anang when he came home from work and found a house filled with toys scattered, a pile of clothes that I had not ironed, or dishwashing that was still mountainous in the kitchen.


"Your work at home why deck, cook every time I go home there is something that has not been done?" Mas Anang protested when I had just given birth to the youngest, Anin.


"Mas, I'm not doing anything by myself. Our son has three mas, maybe I can finish homework quickly but our son is not taken care of. I have to share time with our three children and homework. It's not easy. Not to mention our youngest child, at that age he needs more and more breast milk" I replied gently.


Oath by whatever is in this world and its contents, I always speak softly to mas Anang even though I am angry and upset with him as now. I appreciate him as my husband and my paradise. Although she never saw how difficult and riweh it was I took care of three children alone.


"You when the kids are all sleeping too, right? Homework never works out."


"Astaghfirullah mas, how can I take a nap if Alif sleep hours just as Agil is different. You will know for yourself that if you take off work, their sleep hours are different. Why are you still asking?"


My days have always been filled with action and words of defense for myself. As soon as I explained, Mas Anang would never be able to understand before he was willing to exchange places with me.


My days are not easy after being the wife of Anang. If I could indulge myself in a salon in the past, then not for the past six years. Since marriage, I was asked to stop working by Mas Anang. I'll do it, because honestly I'm glad that Anang forbade me to work. That means he loves me, and he also said he would meet all needs including going to the salon to take care of himself.


But that all changed at the age of our marriage. My father-in-law died, and with ease, my mother-in-law said that the life of herself and also her youngest child was borne by Mas Anang as the eldest child.


Though I know that Mas Anang is still an ordinary employee with enough income for the three of us, at that time my son was still one. I raised my objections at that time.


"Mom. There is still Galuh, he is more successful than Mas Anang, he has a business in the big city. Maskudku, should not mother spill all responsibility to mas Anang. Not nothing ma'am, but it would be nice if Galuh also included in bearing the cost of living and college Fadil. If it's all Anang, obviously it's objectionable to Anang bu mas."


"Then you set me up. Galuh had two young children Yu. Life in the city is expensive, after all Anang is the firstborn. He was the successor to his father. Tell me if the objection is you. Take my son with me. I'm sure Anang is willing to play our lives too. Isn't that Nang?"


My husband just nodded at that time. Although I know he's against it, but he might not have a choice. Because of her stubborn mother who had no medicine until now.


And what I'm afraid of is really happening. My life has become a slump because our economy has been reduced. Until finally I decided to sell because what was given mas Anang is no longer enough as before. Of course it happened because of our growing family members.


"This grandfather is money to pay for Alif's school list. Here I take from mother's rations and Galuh. So the next month I can only love you half as much as usual" my husband said lightly.


"Yes from your sales deck. It could be. Just a month."


I was silent, and I no longer felt the need to answer what my husband said. It was very difficult to open up the logic that I had to turn over to meet my daily needs.


I slept with my back to my husband, because my eyes had dewy and could not be held back from dripping. I'm so miserable with the life that the account lives. I still have to bone down so that my needs are met. And Anang was blind to what I was doing. He's still defending his mother who's just for me.


Not that I was insolent, but what he did was very unfair to me. There is no end if I think of him. I better choose how I can increase the money, so that I am not confused when my children have gone to school to a higher level. When Alif just entered Kindergarten, my allotment was reduced. How about going to SD?


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Today I'm going to school to enroll my son in Kindergarten. Fortunately, the distance between home and school is very close, so there is no need for additional costs. Enough on foot has arrived.


I brought along Alif's two sisters, because there was nothing I could ask for help to look after them or any of them. My house is close to my mother-in-law, but unfortunately she does not really care or care about my children. All he loved was Galuh's grandson.


Yes, just because I was an orphan and had nothing, my mother-in-law looked down on me. Unlike Galuh's wife who came from the city, rich and more everything from me.


If you ask me how can I marry Mas Anang while his mother does not like me. The answer is because in the past Mas Anang loved me very much, for years mas Anang maintained me and tried to melt his mother's heart. And Anang's efforts were not in vain, although by force, my two in-laws finally allowed us to get married.


"Excuse me sorry, where do I go if I want to register?" ask a woman I haven't seen in six years I've been alone at the end of this town.


"Oh come in here mbak, I also just finished the list. Is the new guy here?" manya curious.


"Yes mbak. I live in a contract down there. It just so happened that the husband was transferred here," the woman replied by pointing out the direction of the long-empty house.


"Oh that, know me Ayu. My house is up ahead there, which is a spacious courtyard and there is a storefront sale." I forgot to put my hands together to get acquainted.


"I'm Risa. Nice to meet you, mbak."


I smiled and said goodbye to go home first, because my business was done and I had to take care of a house that was still random.