Regrets of Husband and In-Law
Arrival of Guests

"It's a good thing I'm smarter than Mas Rangga and my in-laws if I can't run out of my money." My fizz.

If only I had stayed in the room I might not have heard everything they said.

The Owner of Life loved me so much, and showed me the evil of both. Indeed, I have hidden money from my salary is not what money seven hundred thousand for them to consider filial piety a wife and elderly in-laws who deserve pity.

But who is this woman named Gendis? And what is the relationship between them? I need to find out about that girl named Gendis.

This afternoon the weather is cloudy, I set foot to the cafe Ce Kesih she is Sundanese who live here with her husband kang Darto.

"Ce, ask for the meat one," I said with a smile nodding at him.

"Wrapped?" Ask.

"Eat here. I think it's good if the meal is still hot, if taken home it's cold and not good." I walked to the freezer to get a bottle of flavored drink.

Ce Kesih smiled nodding.

No matter how long a bowl of meatballs was in front of me, the fragrant meatballs burst into my nose and the worms in my stomach joined in a fight to fill.

"God." Excited while fanning my mouth that was overheated by the meatball sauce.

"Be careful if you eat it or neng geulis," Ce Kesih wants me to slowly eat the meat.

Warung meatballs ce Kesih so rame this afternoon is usually quiet. Maybe because it's Sunday night so many young couples eat meatballs.

"Well, very same kasian gendis, when Rangga want to marry gendis in series? What was her first love?" One of the visitors chattered that worried about the fate of the woman named gendis.

"I'm even kasian with his wife you know, he really, want yes," said a woman who was short and puffed up.

"Yes, yeah. Already ndeso people in apusi kok gelem (false kok want) if so I've thrown it into the trash can have a man like that, fortunately Mas Parmin loyal people, hehehe."

"Jum, Jum, will not Mas Parmin marry again wong his face full of sandstone," kelakar theme by nudging the arm of a woman named Jum. The one in ridicule even pursed his lips.

What are they talking about is the same person Mas Rangga talks with his mother? My heart was boiling hearing their words about gendis. I can't be emotional I have to hear all the conversations of three people who are gossiping.

"Si Rangga was not grateful for what he had, why in marriage end must be made ATM walk."

"Emang gendis wants to be made the second by Rangga what does the world say? So, his father was gendis from the past did not agree with Rangga especially now this gendis he will marry in series will be circumcised seven times as gendis." The other woman.

"Once again, if in circumcision seven times," ce Kesih befell him with laughter makes the atmosphere become boisterous.

Once deep love Mas Rangga for gendis, continue he married me for what sake? I really don't understand.

"May I sit with you" I said with a smile.

All three nodded.

"May," he answered by letting me sit down.

"I'm sorry, I overheard you guys talking about Mas Rangga, and who's fat." I asked him to make himself look at me in wonder.

"I mean Rangga Saputra em, he's my cousin," I said again to convince him that I'm really Mas Rangga's cousin.

"Which one is it? You see, I understand all of Mas Rangga's cousins."

This heart is restless whether he really understands the face of cousin Mas Rangga, impossible, maybe he exists.

"Jum, Jum, do you know until the details know the face of cousin Rangga?" Timpal.

"Ah, you." The one named Jum blushed in embarrassment.

"Where's your cousin from?"

"Yes from Bu Darmi or Rangga's father, you're weird." Sorry again.

"I mean where did that come from?" Jum protested in an annoyed tone.

"Kok, so gini? I'm from the next village," I said mediate, right, so it's not good even they fight mouth.

After that Mbak Jum told me everything made this heart even more hate on the child and the mother. Mas Rangga could have been koaring he married me because of my kasian katainan old virgin who does not practice.

Trings.

A short message entered into my old school hp in the present day I do not have android hp only hp butut that I have so that the important can exchange messages.

"Narsih, Mama would like the meatballs ce Kesih please buyin huh? Just make it Mas."

I didn't mind that short message. There was only hatred and hatred, I didn't want to ask for a divorce this fast I wanted to play around with them for a while, these lips lifted the disappointed smile I felt.

Ringing hp butut so loud make the stall visitors turn towards me, whether now my face where is still in this body or move places.

"Mama, sister's HP is funny yes, similar to my toy HP," said the little boy.

The mother of the child smiled clumsily at what her son said.

Immediately I raised so as not to be the center of attention of all of them.

"Yes, what's wrong? I have no money to buy his meatballs, my salary has you robbed Mas," I cried.

"You can owe the same ce Kesih." Very cool if you just know a few days to make you ashamed.

"No ah, I'm ashamed and one if I owe you who's willing to pay?"

"You are."

"So. Once not keep not "I still don't want to give up the good money he ate anyway, I, who paid, I'm not a stupid woman who can be fooled.

"If you go home not bring meatballs I do not hesitate to do rough with you! You hickhead." The secret made me take a deep breath.

"Assynolt,"

*Waalaikumsalaaam." A forced answer.

"There's a meatball for Mama" my mother-in-law put her hand out asking for the plastic bag I was carrying.

"It." I handed it over to make Mama smile cynically.

Deg.

When you see the figure of a beautiful woman with a white nose and a big smile, anyone who sees it will be fascinated including me I lyrics this body and I feel this face. "Not much different, I'm also beautiful if a little I putty with powder maybe more beautiful me? But who is he?" I asked in my heart, I noticed that the woman who was so familiar with Rangga mas both smiled at each other sitting next to the two did not realize that there was me who noticed the two.

"Ma, who's that woman?" My toot.

"Gendis" he answered

"Gendis who it is, Mah."

"His distant cousin Rangga, they rarely meet, so stiff." He said while feeding the meatballs I bought earlier.

"Cousins rarely meet, but they are very familiar? Like the one who knits love."

Instantly Mama who was enjoying the meatballs stopped him from radiating from the look of her confused face.

"Then anyway. Mama saw them sitting also far away, what might now be familiar. Yes, familiar." Mom's answer was meaningless.

"Don't, Mama introduced her," Mama pulled my arm and held her to a man who was joking.

"Ga, know his dong gendis as Narsih. Let's get to know each other?" Said Mama.

I saw Mas Rangga's face reddened there was shame and shock to see me who was looking at him full of search.

"Na-narsih? When are you coming home?"

Stupid husband, jerky. It feels like I'd want a tub of fat blonde hair, where there's a cousin of the semesra, weird. Scratic with the tip of my tail looks gendis feel awkward when I lyrics once in a while his two hands intertwined whether afraid to be discovered if he cheated Mas Rangga?

I give my hand to shake hands.

"Hi, meet me Arsila Darwanti, Mas Rangga's wife," I said with a spoiled smile. "Just like that."

"I-iya," he answered by scratching his nape with resignation.

"Who is Mas Rangga?" I looked at her face.

Gendis seemed confused as to what to answer. Made Mama-in-law intervene directly and answer my question.

"Kan, Mama has told me that her cousin Rangga's fat, iyakan, gendis."

Just nodding his head from her. I felt as his hands that were still shaking hands with me shook.

"Don't panic, you know, if you are really Mas Rangga's cousin why are your hands shaking? And sweat again. I'm a rich man who cheats caught his wife," I quipped with a cynical smile.

"Not so." Mother and son answered compactly.