Special Maid For Om Duda
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I stared at the house that I had been in for a month, it felt so heavy when I had to leave the house. Although I will return to my master's house again, but I still feel the weight. The house is very comfortable for me, even I live here rather than in my parents' house.
Well this morning after my future husband left for work, as my original plan was to say goodbye to my future in-laws and all my professional friends. Obviously before I've said goodbye to my future priest.
Although I can not say goodbye directly to them, but they pray for the smooth running of all my affairs. So does my future father-in-law. He even had time to send greetings with Father and Mother, and my three sisters. Ah, I'm so lucky to be reunited with my new family. A truly great sustenance has been given in the form of a new family.
Ok, if greetings to Father and Mother I must say, but if my three sisters, then, do not be counted SKSD (Sok know a close friend) Moreover, they do not like me who certainly will also not like my future husband and my new family candidate. Unless they do good to me, I might as well do good to them.
My silence all this time was not because I was too afraid or too weak to fight my sisters, I was just keeping my parents feeling, where they always said a brother should give up, but the more I came here I felt that I was getting disrespected by them. For now my silence becomes a very bodo thing, do not want to care too much for them, unless those who come to apologize or even invite a new peace I will be kind to them.
Evil indeed, but I am also an ordinary human being who has pain in the heart. I want to be appreciated as the oldest sister. At least there is gratitude because when I was a child I always helped them snack (gasuh), but if they do not want it is their business. I have also chosen to make peace with my heart to keep my own heart better. About my brother let time be answered.
After a long journey, I began to reach the alley of my hometown. My chest is getting rumbled. Even though I had prepared everything from far away, in fact, the feeling of stubbornness and fear of bad gossip remained. I grabbed the bottle beside me and gulped it down with a big gulp, until half the bottle I finished.
Now that I feel a little less nervous, I pull my lips many times as if I'm afraid that I forgot how to smile.
My tears welled up in my eyes when I saw my mother standing in front of our porch. Well, I had already told you that I would be here soon. I saw her happy face with a smile that made the middle-aged woman very confused with me.
"Mr..." Mom's carefree steps ran straight for the car where I just got off.
"Mother.kangen." I ran into Mom's arms and kissed her many times, my wingless angel.
I stepped while looking at the house that looks spacious, and also clean the trees on the slash. Well, if in the village where I live is usually in the house by installing blandongan (Tenda), there are no buildings and catering. For food just rely on the energy of neighbors who gotong royong for buffets and fortunately, you also include rice and side dishes (Sorogan).
"Where is Mom?" ask me because usually he is the most enthusiastic if I go home. If my sister is no longer strange well they are on staying in their respective rooms. Although my three sisters lived in one house with the Father, but they had their own room in which there was a kitchen, bathroom and more rooms, such as rent so we rarely met, even though there was one roof.
Coincidentally, the house of the Father is spacious and surrounds so my sisters already like having their own place to live. The desire of the Father is also for the children to stay with them.
"Your father went to your father's house to celebrate your marriage." Tomorrow there will be neighbors who help install tents and neighbors cook for inter-invitation. I didn't know you were finally married too. Your father was also so fond of him that he wanted to invite great scholars and consider (entertainment) wayang kulit." Mom keeps telling me so happy that I'm finally getting married.
But that happiness does not apply to me because I was surprised when Mom said she would invite big scholars and entertainment is wayang kulit. Where do I know to hold a shadow puppet entertainment need funds that are not small.
I swallowed my saliva violently.
In my mind I wonder how much you would ask for money from my future husband. There's a fear that my marriage is failing to come back. I'm afraid my future husband's family feels like it's being squeezed to fulfill the wishes of the Father who wants to hold a massive event.
What if the bad thing would happen again. I'm gonna smear my parents' faces a second time. Not yet I also feel bad with my future husband who certainly spent so much money to realize the wishes of the Father.
I feel trapped in a difficult situation. Married dizzy, unmarried digosipin.