Pamite
7. Husband Does Not Know Shame

For one month now, I've been trading branded goods. Thank God, a good start, even though it has not produced much, I am grateful that every day there are people who order things from me. I did not take much profit, the important thing is I have customers, that's what I prioritize.

I don't even bother sending things to the post office. All of that was done by Risa, I used the dropship system. So I'm just at home and posting stuff. Not too obvious right if I have another attempt?

During this one month anyway, I and Anang mas no longer reprimanded as before. He prefers to eat at his mother's house. I don't care, even though I have to cry every night in silence withstanding a terrible pain. One roof with a con man is not an easy thing.

"Mom, why don't you ever eat with us again? I spend more time at my grandmother's house without work. Dad never played with us. Don't you love us anymore, Mom?" asked Alif a few days ago.

This is what I was afraid of, I was afraid that gradually the children would understand if the father and mother were in trouble.

"Later to talk to my father, yes, I will tell you not to be busy with Fadil. Om Fadil is also in college, still in school like this Alif. So sometimes, I help you do errands."

"And I'm his son, I also want to be helped to do the job."

"If I help you, who helps? I can't help you, I can. Anyway Alif can't think about it. Now go to school there, be smart and if you are a big boy must be a successful man and respect everyone, especially women. Does your son understand?"

"Understood mother."

I only sighed after Alif's departure. He asked me the same thing many times and I answered him with the same answer, both lies. Both of his younger siblings were the same, when Mas Anang just came home they always approached his father, but all they got was a word 'dad left for a while yes, later playing again with father'.

I'm confused, he's wrong why does he feel like the person I'm dzolimi with? Shouldn't what should have done that be me? I am the one who was hurt by Anang, the one in the duakan is me. Why is he the one who acted?

*

I just washed the dishes, I looked at the clock on the wall. It's only eight o'clock at night, and the kids are all sleeping. It's me time for me, it's time I checked my phone. There was a message from Risa.

[Congratulations yes, in the first month you join, you have managed to sell many products and the total amount reached two million. Really good start, ma'am. Keep improving yes. Oh yes, I have a reward for mbak. Tomorrow I stop by the inter-school boarding house, can you?]

Thank God, I was lucky to be a little lucky with my trading. Hopefully I can keep up this performance, so I can quickly buy a house and get out of here.

Not to mention the mother-in-law who defended her son's behavior. He knew his son's actions were a mistake. Whatever the reason, infidelity is wrong.

[Let me go there, Ris. Thank God, good start. Hopefully consistent let us both taste good.]

"Oh so this is your job every night? This is why you don't care about your husband anymore?" Suddenly my mother-in-law was home. I do not know when he opened the door and how long he stood in the middle of the door. I didn't realize it at all.

"What do you mean, Mom?" tanyaku relax.

Since Mas Anang did not eat at home, mother seemed to have a gap to curse me at all times. He made this a weapon to insult and humiliate me more and more. Though I'm like this too because of her son, ah old woman.

"Why do you smile the same see Hape? There must be other men related to you, right? His style is pretentious, but cheap. It's worth it, Anang jajan outside, who's at home like this. I've already cut it off, it's getting cheap again."

I scratched my nape that wasn't itchy.

"I? Cheapo? Sorry ma'am, that cheap one's mom's son. The rod is freely used with same woman***** out there. And for my appearance. Never comment on how I look. You know for yourself, right, before becoming a mother's child's wife how do I look? Want me to remind you? I got married to my mother's son. So it was the mother's son who made the only cause I became a catfish. I'd better go home now, mom's son isn't here. What's this need to do here?"

"Don't be your pretender, don't forget, if you stand on my land. I am glad I gave you permission to stay in this house. You should be grateful to have my in-laws. I let you stay here, while my son you no longer take care of. It is better that you should part ways, there is nothing to be proud of than an orphaned woman and lack of manners like you."

She slammed the door after saying that. My tears shed for a moment. I hate myself so weak. Caci and maki are my daily food after becoming the wife of Mas Anang. But I still get sick and cry when I'm being scolded so harshly.

"Stands on your land huh? All right, look what I'm gonna do." I muttered while rubbing my cheek.

*

"Bat this week." Mas Anang put fifty thousand in front of the table where I ironed clothes. "I'm less what the hell? You can't believe me and don't want to take care of me again like this? I know that I don't know who sees you as being so pretentious. I'm wrong, it doesn't mean what you do is right. While until now I still live on you, and you also accept that. You still need me, right? Come on, don't be like this. All this time I've been eating and sleeping at mom's house so you realize you still need me. In fact you're proud to admit that, aren't you?" I don't know the confidence from where Mas Anang can talk like that.

Yes, I have been receiving money from him all this time. But I didn't use the money after I found out that he was cheating on me. I deliberately received the money so that he did not suspect that I had other income. So he still thinks I still need the money, but I don't. I collect the money given to Anang and I will return it when I leave later. Thank God I can support myself and my three children without the interference of money Anang.