Regrets of Husband and In-Law
Farida Mau In Sale

Now Arsila is in front of the mirror with a knee-length dress colored peach her hair she cipol origin add to her beauty.

"I am beautiful, if Mas Rangga sees me beautiful then he does not want me cere, do not see your beauty Ar, hold." Arsila warned of his own acceptance.

Fear of being caught finally Arsila dress with negligent batik, his friend everyday at home because it is comfortable to wear.

Tok tok sound of the door being knocked from the front.

"I don't think so, either" grumbled Arsila.

Tap tap Arsila goes with the width of the sound of the knock getting louder.

"Patience." Arsila.

Chequelek

The door opened and who came the charismatic and dashing man stood in the doorway with his hands folded over his belly.

"For so long!" Stare at Arsila from top to bottom.

"I'm from the room, don't listen! I don't think I'm coming."

"What do you mean? Obviously I've come to collect a debt you haven't paid off, now where's the money." Come come nodong ask for money.

"Now I ask. Who would marry me."

"Don't much drama where the money I want to go home, here a long time can be tired see you can't dance and the work is literary," he mocked.

"Yes, Sono is home!" I throw out for money while nagging the basics of his life to trouble people.

"Didn't you hear? Narsih's? If I come here for money, money." His words were full of emphasis with the word money.

Long tired also ngadepin men like Mas Rangga, I lazily walked to the room to get the money he asked, I was tired if I had to argue with him.

I take the wallet in the sling bag and quickly get out of the room I want Rangga mas to see the items I will take home.

"Here's the money in the envelope, there's seven millions more than enough. Take it and get out of here and wait for a letter from me." I rudely put the money in his hands.

"Good." She answered shamelessly, she took the envelope before leaving, turned her back and looked at this face.

"After coming from me will any man marry you? Ready to spend a lot of money. I won't spend the money."

I clapped and smiled mockingly at him. "Obviously no money, no work! It's usually begging with an unassumed wife, a wife he thinks is a walking ATM." His face was instantly flushed red holding back the anger that was rising after what I said.

"You!" Point it out with rage.

"Don't be angry bro, relax, it's a fact" I said, patting her on the shoulder with a cynical smile. Roughly, he brushed my hand away making me grimace.

"You don't deserve to be in Mama's house, leave this house immediately." Dismissed.

"Yes, yes, Mas Rangga? I'm ordering an angkot because it's a lot of stuff. My house is bigger than I can use for football." Sahutku relax.

"Don't tell me you want to rob something here, HAH!"

"What are the things that are here for me to bring? While I already have something better than the contents of this house, and you'll regret having thrown me away, congratulations so bad." Hinaku's.

Not a word came out of Rangga's mouth. He passed away and turned on his iron horse with emotion, I saw several times he hit the handlebar of his motorbike.

I smiled satisfied to see Mas Rangga's face like that.

"Assynogaal?" I said when I got home, Mom.

"Maalaikumsalaaam." Answer mom and dad.

Chequek.

"Yes, God sir, this is our son Arsila," my mother cried as she hugged me tightly.

"You go where Nduk is." Ask father. "You're healthy, son."

I just nodded and smiled there was a sense of guilt for not listening to his advice.

"Awas fallen." Mother said with her hand tightly grasped my hand as if she would not part from me anymore.

I framed the face of a mother who was not young anymore.

"I'm sorry, sir," I prostrated myself at their feet and didn't feel like my two balls were dewy.

"We already know the behavior of your husband and in-laws Nduk," asked the father again.

"Yes sir, they are evil, have enslaved me, I was made an ATM together by them, I regret having defied you both," I replied with a mouthful of tears I could no longer hold.

"Mother and father have forgiven you Nduk, have not cried, do not deserve you cry men like Rangga, now what steps you will take." My mother encouraged me to be patient in living my destiny.

At a time like this my heart feels at peace, when his son in their distress embraces and calms, I am proud to be his son. A mother's sacrifice will never wear off all the time .

"Now I will sue for divorce with her, sir, but Rangga did not want to spend the cost" I explained.

"Father knew about Rangga's family, long, long before you knew him. But don't you regret it, this should all be a lesson in the future." Father's advice but what does it mean, what's wrong with you why not explain it to me.

Yep. Since I married my father and mother never visited the house of Rangga mas, that became my question, until now.

"What's the matter, sir, Mom." I ventured to ask not to let my curiosity always haunt me.

Several times the father took a deep breath while the mother just remained silent and lowered her head, what is it? That's the question I always ask.

"Please answer my question, ma'am, sir," I said, shaking his arm.

Father and mother looked at each other there was doubt on the face of the Father, a second later the mother exclaimed.

"Sir, after you hear our answer, you don't be angry with us."

"Yes." Yeah."

"From your father and father-in-law Mr. Darsono musuhan." It made me startle and threw out my eyes.

"Why is it an enemy?"

"Because you're jealous, upset, because Mr. Darsono is your former mother Nduk."

Hearing the answer from the father it was like to scream, it turned out my mother became the scramble for two friendly people to become enemies because of women.

It is fitting that the Father forbid me to date with Mas Rangga it was once a dark love story.

"Oh, my mother was a prima donna in this village. I'm proud to have a mother," led me with a seductive smile.

"Shut up!" Mommy said with glaring eyes. I was horrified to see my mother like this.

"Don't talk about making your head dizzy again!"

"Yes sir." I also said, Silence.

"Sir, if you don't have money to sue the Rangga, you will sell the parida only, easily minduas enough money." Say father.

I stared in disbelief, so Mr. Sangking did not want to deal with them so let Farida to be sold.

Masyaalloh, so unfortunately for me.

"Sir, if Farida is sold, what is the fate of Fadil, he must lose his wife." Anyway, I don't want to trouble them anymore.

"Father sincerely let go of Farida. About the Fadil Father can find a wife for him."

"Sir, if Farida is sold and then who's breastfeeding?" Ask mother.

"Si dedek already big, already can eat alone. Do you want the fate of our son to be hanged?" Father asked back.

Mother shook her head quickly, "Don't want to sir, mother wants the daughter of the mother cere with Rangga and will be a match with her son Mr. Koswara," said the mother.

'why is it this way?' my mind revolted not accept this business has not been run around, already want to play a mate.

"Ih. Mama! I want my soul mate still traumatized by marriage. We're talking about Farida, why the running of stupidity?" Ketusku.