Replying to the Betrayal of my Husband
Son-in-law

Son-in-law

⁇ ️This story is just a mere essay, not a personal story or people around me️

Don't forget to leave a trace, maacih

"Rima, how do you feel at home, the hell live with your in-laws?" asked Lusi as I crossed his house.

I gasp at hearing it. "Morning don't gossip. What else about in-laws."

Besides not being good for the brain, heart and health I also do not want to be the target of my in-laws and husband later. I have an obligation to keep my husband and my in-laws' good name even though it sucks sometimes.

"No rumor that I'm talking to you. Rima, you should know that all this time your in-laws are often nyepelehin you and not sincerely love you."

I don't want to be hooked. In addition to fearing mispronunciation, I also fear that there is a third party who deliberately wants to divide my family. It could be bad if I delivered the yam, but the one that reached the ears of the in-laws was the compote that had been flipped back and forth.

"Honestly, I hesitate to tell you because I'm afraid you're thinking. But, if I keep quiet I can't bear to see you're being dissipated with your in-laws."

I was silent for a moment, my feelings began to feel bad, all this time Lusi was always telling the truth and never intended to be evil to me.

"Yesterday, your in-laws compare you to other daughters-in-law. He said your brother-in-law was the most understanding son-in-law. If you come home always bring souvenirs and give money. The daughter-in-law who is no 2 is also so, her life is guaranteed to be well established, has a heritage house from her parents. While Rima .. let alone inheritance, used to be able to go to school and college because it can be a scholarship! His parents' house in the village is about to collapse!"

The deg!!

My heart ached like it was hit by a sledgehammer. Why do I feel humbled directly. I do come from a simple family far different from my two brothers-in-law. But, why does this heart feel so painful when my own mother-in-law compares me to another brother-in-law? While all this time the mother never brought up or disputed about it.

"Why survive in that house? Mending you invite your husband to move house so that your mother-in-law knows the taste!"

"Did you really say that?"

"Yes, there's a lot of horror. Essentially Rama's mother nyepelehin you. But, don't hesitate to praise the other daughter-in-law."

"I don't know why you can say that. Thanks for telling me." I hurried to leave even though Lusi kept calling my name.

I'm honestly disappointed that my mother-in-law did say that. Why am I compared to those who are different from my class? Didn't you mind beating me from the beginning? But why behind me does my mother-in-law bring up the treasure? Was my sincerity not enough to meet the criteria as her daughter-in-law?

Upon arrival at home, I immediately busied myself in the kitchen . Cooking food for the lunches of the residents of this house. This is my routine every morning. Cook three times in one day. My mother, sister-in-law and husband did not want to eat with that menu.

"Kale again?" Mom shook her head to see me. "You don't get bored almost every day eating that?"

"Calculate save, ma'am. The shopping money given by Rama is not too big to eat well every day."

"Working time makes money for us to eat. Why should you save? Hah, mom is kangen with Tanti and Sarah. If there is them mom always eats good!"

I did not pay attention to mother's complaints, because Lusi's speech still made my mind feel bad. I tried to hold my mouth back from speaking up that could offend my mother. In any case, I still have to respect my mother.

"Rima, don't forget to pay the electricity tomorrow" said the mother as she passed to the bathroom.

Huh, indeed that is much more fragrant than the one near the mother.

***

The kale saute I cooked this afternoon is still intact. In fact, on the table there was already a new menu that I cooked for dinner. But I haven't touched her yet.

We are currently sitting in the tv room waiting for Rama.

"It looks like Rama's overtime again, ma'am. Better to eat first so that the maghnya does not recur."

"Later, my mother still had no appetite. If you want to eat first. No need to wait for Rama!" replied the mother without turning her attention to the flat screen.

I just stroked the chest. I did not intend to eat before the Rama Bang. Mother again mistaken me. Never mind, it's better to be quiet than to bicker.

"Hore.. Daddy's home! " My five-year-old daughter Susan cheered for her father's arrival. I saw that Rama came with three white plastic bags with food logos.

"Father's son, look what I brought for you." Bang Rama handed over his baggage to me. "It's take it to the kitchen for our dinner" she said shortly before holding Susan.

"Lately my brother always came home last night. Usually at 5 o'clock at home."

Bang Rama who was laughing jokingly with Susan immediately fell silent looking at me. I saw his facial expression become nervous.

"The work of numpang."

"You brought mom's order?" Mother's question caught the attention of bang Rama. "Where's the fried chicken?"

"Yes, Mom. Let's have dinner." Bang Rama passed into the kitchen still holding Susan. Followed by a mother who looked more enthusiastic.

"So, is this my mom's order?"

Lately, Rama's bang looks Royal. My money is always mediocre. Where do you get money from? Payday dates are still far away.

***

The fried chicken that always appears on television is presented on the table. Mom and Susan looked good at it.

"Don't prepare food for you. You just eat" said Bang Rama while playing his phone. From earlier after having finished bathing his smile did not stop expanding as if something was pulling his heart. Who did Rama send the message to?

"Anything to eat? Who wants to eat my food?"

"You eat it good cooking. Don't keep kale, "mom sprayed on me. "Follow you mom can't eat like this."

I chose to give up, not to argue in front of Susan.

"Tomorrow the turn to pay electricity do not say the money is not there," I murmured, but it seemed to be heard Bang Rama.

"Yes, here's the money!" Bang Rama took hundreds of thousands of dollars from his wallet. He put it on the table right in front of me. "Tomorrow you pay, yes."

"Let my mother pay. All this time Rima was too wasteful. Fear of electricity money being scorched too!" Mom took the money before I took it.