Roses, Not Balsa
Is It to be Compared

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Tiredness, discomfort due to a stiff body and muscles felt very painful made a 25-year-old woman lay her body in a wooden chair in the middle room.

His body was hot but he was shivering with cold. Obviously it is not a good condition, he is in a very tired and unhealthy condition.

Rest for a moment, maybe it can make his body become more palatable and the taste that attacks his body will soon disappear, hopefully.

His eyes slowly closed, his body curled up in a thin cloth blanket. Hopefully no one will interfere with a short break for her before she starts her activities again as a housewife.

Yes, that's Arsy Wardana. The housewife is 25 years old and has a 5 year old child. He does not work outside the home, but that does not mean he can just rest or leha-leha.

The housewife is a real worker, she must always stay 24 hours with a job that is never finished, but even that is still doubted by many people.

Like the neighbors said yesterday.

'Oh well, tired what is it? Every day also does not work, at home continues without doing anything. Most also tired of lying down, ' he said so cynical.

His name is Bu Kokom, he is one of the most famous neighbors in the entire village.

'Son yes, it doesn't work anything but it can be enough. Relying on her husband's money as well as in-laws, Hem.. What kind of a daughter-in-law is that?' the more he writes.

But it doesn't break Arsy's heart, it's been a regular thing in her life as long as she's been with her husband.

But no! What Kokom's mom said wasn't true. Arsy never get monthly money from the husband like wives in general. Can't just get a sesen and that's also common.

Not only from her husband, but also from her mother-in-law.

If not at home, Arsy always goes to the rice fields. Fortunately, although not giving monthly money but there is land owned by the husband who is not taken care of and Arsy can take care of it, he said, if not out of nowhere he can eat and meet the needs of his son who has begun to know about snacks.

At the house of Arsy there were five people. Himself, her son, her husband and also her two in-laws, and only Arsy does not work on a fixed salary.

In-laws and husbands work regularly, of course with a fixed salary every month, but Arsy never felt it. I don't know where the money was spent.

Miris, maybe that's what happened to Arsy's life. But no problem, he can still support himself and his son.

Had it not been for the sake of the clear identity of the child, of course Arsy would have gone from there. But no! He can't do it.

"God! Just the husband doesn't feel at home! Early in the morning the gini is lazy!"

His voice was so loud that Arsy opened his eyes again. Just now he wanted to close his eyes but the thunderous voice was very disturbing.

"It's not work, but it's relaxing like this just deserves her husband always snacking outside. Obviously, how can you feed my son with good and nutritious food every day."

His words were so subtle, condescending to Arsy who was slowly starting to wake up again.

If there is no respect at all, there is no courtesy in Arsy's heart, of course he will answer everything his mother-in-law said.

How could Arsi cook well, provide nutritious food for her child while she did not get the serupiah any of the living that should be received.

Where can Arsy shop, where does money come from? Didn't her mother-in-law think about it?

Let alone her husband, did she also give shopping money to his daughter-in-law? He just knows how to eat but does not want to give money to shop, where does the money come from? Arsy never saw any rain of money.

"Hurry up, I'm so thirsty" he said impatiently.

Arsy stood up before he stepped up, looking briefly at how his mother-in-law was sitting. His back rests leisurely and also one leg sustains the other. Really like a Queen.

"Why even look around, make a drink!" said again.

Arsy walked straight into the kitchen. Slowly he took the glass and also the spoon, taking the sugar container that already felt so light. Arsy can not do quickly because of the dizziness that still continues to wander his head.

"Astaghfirullah, the sugar runs out," Arsy seemed confused to see that the sugar container was only a little, there was no spoon and certainly would not be sweet if made one glass of tea.

Arsy has no money to buy sugar at the moment, but he also can't ask his in-laws because obviously the answer is not as usual. Does that mean you have to go back to debt again to the shop?

"Arsy, hunting! I'm thirsty!" Bu Lusi's voice was so blaring that it reached the ears of Arsy who was in the kitchen. Arsy turned his head even though he knew his mother-in-law would not come to him.

"Yes, Mom. A minute!" Her weak voice cried out, clearly not going as loud as her Mother-in-law. But it could still be heard and Bu Lusi just shook his head not caring about the voice of his daughter-in-law who was slightly trembling.

With a pot of sugar Arsy made tea and rushed to give it to the mother-in-law, although hesitant but she still gave it because she did not want to be shouted at again which would clearly be heard by the neighbors.

"Here, Mom." said Arsy.

"Just make tea for a long time anyway, what for him at the South Pole!" abugn. His hand still accepted even though his mouth was nagging incoherently sharp, as sharp as razor.

"Sorry, Mom. Ta's...

Suft!

Bu Lusi again pulled out the tea that had entered his mouth, making Arsy's speech unfinished and now silent with fear. Arsy knows very well what he will get after this especially if not the usual scolding.

Bu Lusi stood up so tensely his eyes glared sharply and placed the glass on the table violently until the tea spilled.

"Why not sweet, I told you! The tea should be sweet!" he said it loud and loud.

Arsy just lowered his head he did not dare to answer a word to his in-laws, his eyes slowly began to bristle with the heat resulting in more and more puddles until they slowly began to flow.

"Sorry, Mom. Ta_ but the sugar runs out," that's all that Arsy said.

"When you buy!" said it.

So easy his mother-in-law said to buy, if only he wanted to spend money of course it would be easy, but in fact it is not.

"Sa_I don't have any money, ma'am." Arsy was honest.

"If you don't have money, then work. Look at that son-in-law, Kokom, he's smart, he can work in a bakery. You should be able to too, right?!"

"Oh yeah I forgot, you're just an SD graduate where you can work in a factory. But at least you can be a washerman."

"God, my son's fate is so bad, marrying a useless woman like this." Bu Lusi breezed away.

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Seriate....