Regrets of Husband and In-Law
In-laws And Children Are The Same

The three of us sat down at the table for breakfast. I see the face of Mas Rangga tangled like it has not been ironed ah, it is not my own fault sleeping on a comfortable sofa also on the mattress. Basic husband does not know in profit.

"Ga, why are you sick?" Ask Mama who saw the face of her favorite child tangled in fret.

The person asked may be confused as to what to answer.

"Overnight Mas Rangga combat on the sofa so limp it, yes Mas," my ceplos without a smile at the husband like Mas Rangga should be called so that the world war with his mother. Because Mama Darmi does not want his son to sleep with me, he said, he did not want to have grandchildren from village women and not highly educated. The same son of the mother is equally fat let me be called the son-in-law of the ungodly as well, after they first underestimated me exactly son wong ndeso.

Lah, wong we both eat rice instead of diamond hadeehh kayah people behave strangely.

My words successfully made Mama-in-law look at Mas Rangga.

"Dryn! Don't just talk about you!" His impact.

"Don't miss Mas, just like bajai." My words are no less loud even though I am from ndeso but I am smart not to equate me with a novel story whose female role is weak and crybaby.

"Real light. Is it hard to be honest I don't why isn't it Mama?" I asked Mama.

I looked at the face that was not young anymore and there were many outlines under his eye bags.

'bewildered, confused. Want to find a reason or answer what will not mempan so, the belangnya is too tired, apparently Mama also conspire with mas Rangga they want me to be his cash cow or running ATM, kasian very.' my mind is satisfied to see the faces of both of them in the mist is delicious.

"Emm. that's..anu," she answered nervously.

"Who is mah" I said, holding back a laugh.

"Dryn! Don't laugh at Mama who do you think you are? I just don't dare his son yell at Mama?" Mas Rangga defended his mother did not accept me so.

"Who is laughing at Mama, too? Hahaha.nah, this one just laughed," I said with a laugh.

"Already! Don't be in the storm! Mama is dizzy, at this hour you are noisy, when is Rangga's breakfast? You are also Narsih."

"It's eight o'clock Mama? Who is hayoo?"

Let them think I am really cathartic and the village is exactly dropping self-esteem not too. Just want to make them more annoyed, hate me so it's easy for me to turn their humiliation back.

Mas Rangga kicked off the table and left. Makes Mama stunned to see the behavior of her son.

"What if the plate and glass break? This is branded goods," Mama's murmur.

Lah, dishes are usually said to be branded, everywhere a lot. Surprised by Mamer Darmi (Mama-in-law)

"Ma, there are many kayak gini plates in the store ntar I bought one special gros for Mama itung-itung gift from this ugly and humiliated daughter-in-law." I patted my chest proud of myself even though this heart hurt. The pain is not bloody that die though it will hurt if we are too absorbed in this pain then therefore we make happy ajalah salalala, similar to aja hehehe.

"Who says you're ugly and contemptible, who's the guy, let Mama cree her mouth lemes."

If you knew who it was, would Mama give her own lips? It's impossible, sick.

"Come, we have breakfast son, reddish if not at ntar nangis nasi gorengnya."

Heh. There are people at times, who cry conscious of hunger because Mama's stomach is kicking for rations I think I'm Bu deg what.

"I'll get you ma?" Mama nodded. " It's enough" I asked.

"Too little, add one more centong," pinta Mama. It is true that the fried rice on the plate is only half a centong only, I deliberately love it.

"Ma, you know, if eating fried rice soy sauce Chicken milk and sausage can make someone die? Is your age not as young as it used to be?" I deliberately scare her let me who is full againan kayah people cook rice sandulit very, stingy base.

"Well, what, Mama just heard? Who did you say?"

"Said the cardiologist," I replied of origin.

"Doctor Narsih nutritionist? Different again with a heart doctor yes to ngobatin people who have heart disease," he said.

"Mom, heart doctors and nutrition doctors are one group yes, surely all doctors know people both have doctor titles," I deliberately said the doctor said. Instantly Mama's face pouted while scooping her purplish rice once in a while she glanced at me, precisely at my nasal plate full of fried rice.

"When it's done, get everything done and wash the dishes Mama doesn't want to see dirty things in the sink." His orders then go somewhere.

I just nodded while turning my lips, as he was, cook for one day here Mama has dared to rule? It's funny, it's so much different from the novel, hihihi.

Finished washing I walked towards the middle room vaguely I heard the words of mother and son that made me amused because both confided about me which he thought was annoying.

"Ga. Just be careful if you sleep with Narsih, then have children." Threat Mom.

"Mama does not want to have grandchildren from ndeso women," he added.

"Whoever sleeps with him, amit amit must have a child of the bod*h woman." Said my husband luknut. It feels like I'd like to crack his lemes mouth that's causing heartache.

'Iidhi. Sox. I also want to have a son of a hypocritical man and in-laws who are like you.' My mind with tightness in the chest.

"Ma, the maids have you returned to their homes?" Tanya Mas Rangga and mama nods her head.

Damnit. Turns out I wasn't the running ATM but a maid, too. Father why do you have to have a bad feeling. I wanted to cry, but it was no longer useful.

"Relax Ga, with Narsih we will profit doubled first he will return the capital we have given them and secondly he became Art free, the idea of Mama diamond is not it?"

Mas Rangga gave a thumbs up with a sweet smile. Basic man does not know the shame of the money that has been given is asked again, honestly heart is very arrogant.

Suddenly terbesit brilliant idea I stepped foot this towards the mother and her son immediately chatter stopped when his favorite son-in-law came.

"What the hell is talking about? I think it's very serious," I said while sitting next to Mas Rangga.

"Nothing" he said with a scratch on his head.

"Kok, am I all quiet? Am I interrupting?" I asked with a face.

"Who said no" said Mama-in-law by stroking my hand.

Bulsites.

"Mas, he said he was going to the factory to get me to work. I want to quickly work so as to pay off the debt quickly," I said by emphasizing the word debt.

"I'm sorry Mama, baby, not that we're not sincere but-" he said depending.

"The capital can owe that too, so I have to pay." I'm mangosteen.

"Aren't you guys kayah, cooking that much money owed? Shy dong."

Yes. The two looked at each other and felt uncomfortable for what I said.

"That's not it, is it, Ga? Mama just wants you two to live happily in the future."

Happy whats. It's only been a day so my ghost I've been eating ati teroos. Long time so thin this body.

For one month I worked in a cracker factory owned by an acquaintance of Mas Rangga, yes, quite a salary can make healing kamana aja. Tuk relieves stress.

"Mak Arsi." Greet one of the employees.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Follow me with a smile.

Arsi my nickname here they are so friendly and polite old and young we call him by the name of Mbak, unlike the husband and in-laws when calling me Narsih when my name is beautiful like his person, hehehe praises himself even though the reality is beautiful bin smart.

"Dialled by the owner of the cracker boss company."

"Oh." My answer. "Where is the boss now?"

"In his room or Mbak, Mbak Arsi mah becanda Mulu," he said with a smile.

"I'm serious, Ma'am. A month's work here has never seen him," I'm telling you because I haven't been to the boss's room. What I don't know, what tile or ugly.

I heard a loud voice from the employees. I approached and asked him.

"What's wrong?"

"Or not Arsi, it turns out our boss is very handsome. Usually not here."

"O Allah is not handsome."

"I was made the eighth wife, too."

"Become her affair will too."

Astaghfirullah, nauzubillah they just as humbled themselves indeed there is no handsome guy anymore in this world? Probably banyakan? Not the boss either. I shook my head while rubbing my chest.

Slowly the door I knocked without a long sound in the room ordered me in.

"Lake in!"

That voice sounds familiar to me, but where? And who? I restlessly set this foot on the table with the Director's words, dear his face is invisible because he turns his back on me.

In my position now makes me confused what to do, a few minutes there is only silence without sound.

This is a very strange boss, not that he called me in but in cuekin aja, my lips are funny to just pleasantries I dare to ask in a brick voice, he said, understandably tense this is the first time to meet directly with the boss owner of the crackers company.

"A-What's up, sir. You called me?" I asked nervously with my face down and my hands together in fear.

The voice of the little deheman made this face lift up and shocked me when I saw who was standing right in front of me an established man and bearing the title of boss of the man who had left me, at that time before his departure he paid to work to become a successful person.