The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Gift for daughter-in-law

"Buy the wrapping paper there, choose a good motif. After that, you wrap up neat."Tell mom to me. Don't you think about how I feel right now? the answer is no. You will never care about my feelings until you cry blood and you will not care about my feelings.

I carried Zain and then left with glass eyes. In the middle of the road to the stall, my tears flowed and I immediately wiped them because I did not want people to see my tears.

"Give your servant an ocean-wide patience to face the attitude of the mother of God. Please knock on her heart so she will love me just as much as her other children." Day and night I always pray without breaking for my mother. However, it seems that God is still reluctant to grant my prayers.

I walked to the stall to buy the gift paper ordered by my mother. I chose the pink motif of hello Kitty. Whether he likes it or not I don't care what matters I've been kind enough to buy him using my money even though it's only two thousand rupiah.

After that, I went back home with the paper I wanted. Arriving home I immediately approached the mother who was waiting for me in the TV room.

"This is the paper ma'am." I handed her the gift paper I just bought and she took it out of my hand. He noticed the paper patterned hello Kitty.

"Lho, what's the motive hello Kitty Nur, do you think that Yati is a boy?"

"the motif is no other choice Mom, there's only hello Kitty, marsa, spong Bob, Tom and Jerry and Doraemon." I deliberately lied because actually I was lazy to choose the paper is the same just the color and motif is different.

"Yes, wrap it up now." Tell mom lightly.

"sorry Mom, I can't. I want to fry crackers for tomorrow's delivery."

"Yeah, you can do it tonight Nur fried crackers."

"You want me to fry the crackers and hold the mother who wraps the gift or want me to wrap the gift and the mother who fries the crackers?" I gave her two choices. Mother was silent as if thinking and then soon she took the decision I offered.

"Judah I just wrap the gift." replied the mother with lips pressed forward. Sure enough my guess is that mother will definitely choose to wrap the gift. Any mother would stand for a long time in front of the stove especially in front of him there is fire and hot oil.

I led Zain to the kitchen while carrying his junk.

"Darling, mama wants to fry crackers. Zain just play in the kitchen, I want to accompany my mom and don't play anywhere."

"Yes mama" replied Zain as his hand turned back the broken mobilan. I smiled and then kissed his head. How grateful I am to have Zain who never whines and is spoiled. It was like knowing how her mother was.

I started frying the crackers on a skillet big enough that the crackers I fried had already produced quite a lot of cooked crackers in a large container.

"Nur..which mother?" calling bang Supri in a loud voice in the kitchen doorway left me aghast in shock. Good thing it just released the gravel I was holding on the frying pan instead of sprinkling the contents of the hot oil in the pan. I glanced at the Supri bang with my tail then turned my face back to the cracker frying pan. I'm so sick of seeing that haughty face.

"Heh, Nur. You're a budeg what a mute? asked if you'd be quiet like you don't have your mouth and ears." Bang Supri started to get emotional because I didn't respond to her.

"I don't pocket mom, just find it myself instead of bang Supri having two eyes and two legs ? just use the two limbs of that Supri bang to find." I said. indeed in fact I do not know where my mother is. because, from earlier I was in front of the stove frying crackers. I did deliberately inhabit the Supri bang because I was still upset with him.

"fuck you.dare to fight again you're the same me huh." Bang Supri walked towards me with a bright eye. I still hugged Zain tightly, to be honest, for the moment I was terrified to see the facial expression of bang Supri. However, before she approached me mother appeared from the direction of the side door.

"Supris..!" call mother. Bang Supri stopped her steps and turned to look at the mother who had just entered the house.

"Where have I been looking for Mom from?"

"Mother from the neighbor's house for a while.What is the matter of your growth looking for mother?"

"I want to borrow some more money, ma'am."

"that was yesterday."

"Yes but less ma'am. I need three hundred thousand more. Another week I get a salary for sure I'll return plus interest."

"Yes, if that's what you take first." then hurry to go to his room.

It turns out that his arrival at home just wanted to ask for more money on mom like yesterday. Shortly after, the mother came with three hundred thousand dollars.

"Nih the money soup. This is the last money you have, you know," said the mother while thrusting the money in her hands on the Supri bang. Bang Supri looks like she got some more money from mom.

"If the last money why do you give her money is the same, Mom? so what about our daily needs and capital to buy flour?" say me. I feel like my mouth is itching to talk. Moreover, mother said the money given to the Supri bang is her last money. Then how later to buy the ingredients to make crackers again? while the money in my hands alone was only tens of thousands more.

Bang Supri ruffled her waist and glared at me. He didn't take the same words I said.

"Heh, Nur. It's mother's money, it's up to him to tell me if not. Eat it you work nyari money there do not usually just eat and sleep alone so that your life is useful. This is why your life is just a shame in this house and just a burden on parents."

"Oh, brother said I'm a prick and a burden on the parents? isn't it wrong? not exactly bang Supri itself is actually benalu? ask for money continuously with the parents.and what did you say bang? my life is of no use and only eat and sleep! Look at that money in your hand bang, where do you think bang? that's hard-earned money the person you consider to be of no use this bang. Do you think what makes crackers all this time is mom? I bang me, I make it I also sell it to every stall. I just received clean money from crackers."My emotions are overflowing. moreover I am called a pestle and there is no use by bang Supri, I do not accept it.

Bang Supri was silent maybe thinking and looking for words to reply to my words back.

"Are you saying I'm a burden on mom? ha ha ha. Do you not realize that Nur is clearly the burden of the mother is yes you. ngaca dong ngaca. I've just stayed separated from my mother because I don't want to be a prankster in this house while you're still hitchhiking at mom's house. And this money I borrow Nur, not asking later I will also return."

"Oh, you forgot who built this house? a rickety little hut until your wife won't stay here, and now you see this house is nice and big? Who do you think woke up? mammy? bang Supra's ? or you bang yourself? I remind again the same you bang let you not carelessly say I hitchhiked in the mother's house that this house a hundred percent I built it with a hundred and fifty million dollars. I could've left this house if mom wanted to replace my money for the cost of the house I made."