The Destiny I Chose
Bad Intentions

"What if they don't have toys. Mama doesn't want a messy house if they have toys." Radit remained steadfast in his queen's rule.

"This house is a mess that cleans me anyway. So what's there to worry about?" I still want to ask for my rights as a wife.

"No, anyway! I don't want to be a bad boy! That's a big sin, you know, you!"

"Are abandoning children and wives a big sin? Pray that you never do, Mom!" It was furious that I heard all the selfish human answers to this one.

"You've been brave, yes." Mas Radit grabbed my hair until my head looked up at the ceiling of the room.

"Heh, Dit, what the fuck are you!" Suddenly my mother came and broke us. Mas Radit instantly removed his hand from my hair. It hurts a lot, but it's not as painful as I feel right now.

"You're why, anyway, Dit. If the child of the dead is here, we'll also be bothered."

Ah, it turns out that mama was only worried about them, not me. I was happy that someone was paying attention to me. In fact my decision was wrong, they were heartless people. Not worth his attention.

"He, Ma. He insisted on asking for a monthly ration!" Radit pointed at me and shook my head. It hurt a lot, but I could just shut up and cry.

"What's? I was presumptuous of you, yes, asking for a monthly ration from my son!" Mama also shook my head and looked at me sharply.

"I'm just asking for my rights as a wife, Ma. It's free to have a manager's husband if his wife and kids don't take care of it like this." I ventured to express my opinion. I hope they don't kill me tonight.

"Yes, why are you horrified said the man! The important thing is that you stay in this house and serve us! That's your job!"

"But I was born into this world not to be a free maid in your home. Logic, Ma. My papa's rent money was taken. Is Mama lacking money?"

Plakkkp! The sound of a slap was so loud and painful as well. Mas Radit slapped me so tightly that it made the corner of my lips bleed.

"How dare you fight with my mama, yes!" Mas Radit grabbed my collar and panicked his mother.

"How dare you talk to my mom. If you are bored, you should leave this house! Bring your children!"

I was surprised to hear something like talaq for me.

"Mas, do you think I am?" I just can't believe it.

"No! Radit, no! You go in there!" Mama pushed me violently out of that room. With tears in my eyes, I went back to my room.

I still hear the voices of those who caught my sense of hearing.

"You don't take decisions unilaterally, dong Dit. If he leaves this house, who's gonna clean this house and cook us?"

Ah, I knew my mother-in-law would think that. Mana willing him to take off the free babu that has served him very well.

"Yes, I'm tired of seeing him, Ma. Mama shadow me, I have to see grandmothers with kitchen smell every day. Why don't you let me find a new, prettier wife?"

Deg, did Mas Radit think of finding another wife? Did he not think why I could be like this? I became like a grandmother because of her actions. Because I was in such inappropriately hands that it made me suffer like this.

"Oh, yup, dong. Don't think of women just yet. If you marry again, Mama does not want to share the same income of your new wife. Yes, if he could be like Lidya. If not? How's it?"

"Well, I can find career women who also work so that the more Mama." Looks like Mas Radit knows how his mother tastes.

"Udah, you don't think about anything! Look out if you get married again!"

It turns out that Mama did not work with Mas Radit's appeal. I tried to take a deep breath and then let it out slowly. In the silence of the night, I try to sleep and forget the events of the night.