
pov Naina's
"Ma, we're ready" said my youngest son to break my daydream
"eh look mama, it's ready apparently.is not the same brother who?"ask my youngest son
"uh.." he answered and pointed to his three brothers who walked down the stairs.
I smiled at the three of them and they returned my smile and it was my encouragement so that to this day I still survive in this house that is like a golden cage for me
"beautiful morning "my words to my three sons as they approached me
"morning ma" answered the three of them and took turns kissing my cheeks
"breakfast used to love "my word to them
"no need ma, brother and sisters will bring provisions ma" replied my eldest son
"yes dear, here's your provision "my words thrust the provisions on my four sons
I am very grateful to have them, because they are submissive and not demanding children maybe they understand what their mother experienced
once my children had breakfast before leaving school but my in-laws, husband and sister-in-law had not yet come out of their room while the time had already shown at 06:30
My children were afraid of being late to school so I took the initiative to tell them to have breakfast first and when they just finished their breakfast the mother-in-law came and yelled at them telling her grandchildren the children were impolite polite and insulting me in front of them
and from that day on, my kids don't want breakfast if everyone in the house hasn't had breakfast
at that time azka the eldest was still class 4 Sd and Attalaric class 2 Sd, Ali was still Kindergarten and sibungsu was still Age Three
every day I have to take my three sons to school on my favorite matic motorcycle that my father bought when I came to the city to look for work
my mother-in-law did not allow my children to be driven in her car she said my children were spoiled
"from the little children are not taught spoiled school just want to be escorted by car, you are also Naina who asked to have many children, you are alone who bother where the other men are all "my in-laws said when I asked for permission to take the children to school in a car because that day my youngest son was warm and there was no way he would want to keep my son's luggage for a while
and since then I never again ask permission to ask my children to be delivered using a school car even though it rains once
my husband and father-in-law or my sister-in-law never defended me they just kept quiet looking at everything
My sister-in-law does look very indifferent to us but she secretly often gives pocket money to her four children
sometimes he used to give me money if he was staying at his mom's house but my sister-in-law preferred to stay in his cafe
the reason is that it is easier to control employees and not tired of having to go back and forth houses and cafes that are a little distance from the city where we live
but I know he feels uncomfortable living in this house because he is also often tainted with mother-in-law
"what's this deck for?!"I asked Narendra my sister-in-law when I was busy in the kitchen preparing dinner
"but rend"Slap
"no but-butbutan sak, I know Kak Bara never gave my brother money except money to shop for home purposes
so now you take this money and no Debate, you quickly save the money lest mami and kak bara tau" said Narendra and passed out of the kitchen leaving me
and I immediately put the envelope containing the money into my Katong negligent who had no idea how much it contained
after I finished cooking dinner I immediately went into the room to clean because Bara mas do not like if I smell the spice when he came home from work
not forgetting I checked the envelope my sister-in-law gave me earlier and it turned out that in the envelope it was about five million
I immediately save the money in a safe place tomorrow morning I will keep it in the bank so it is safer when I go home to take my children to school
after cleaning Azan magrib roar I came to my children to remind them to pray Maghrib and sisalung always guide his sister to pray congregation in his room sometimes I also join congregation with them
after the prayers, I invited the children to eat at a long table in the back near the loundry room
they do not I ask to eat with his grandmother and grandfather and his father because my mother-in-law does not like if my children eat with them he said my children so like his mother who is a riotous village even though the childrenmy son always eats quietly without a sound
my children have never protested somehow by giving understanding to their sisters, Mas Bara also never want to care about us again up to us want to eat where mas Bara never forbid us even he was impressed to let me know what the mother-in-law said to her son
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to esokan Harinya as usual I woke up before dawn prayers and immediately struggled in the kitchen to process the ingredients for breakfast
but I don't know why lately growing up I feel easily tired
even though my body feels bad, I still force it to do all the housework, start cooking, washing and cleaning this entire luxury house, also watering my mother-in-law's favorite flowers and shopping
but if holidays like this my children often help me complete homework such as sweeping, mopping and watering the flowers of mother-in-law
but before all the residents of the house woke up I had prepared breakfast for my children because I did not want them to work on an empty stomach
"Abang call his sisters first for breakfast baby let it be good later when helping mama clean up "my words on the sisulung
"iya ma" then went to call her sisters
not long ago my children had been sitting neatly at a long table where the five of us used to eat together
today I only cook for my children fried rice and egg ceplok only but different from the breakfast menu mother-in-law and her family I cook fried rice seafood all their favorite and also fried chicken soy sauce
finished eating I washed the dishes the children ate while they shared the task
sisulung swept the floor and mopped, while his three younger siblings were in the front yard to pull out the grass, sweep and water the flowers
my heart is sometimes saddened to see my children like babu children who live in the house of his master when they are descendants of this family but they do not care including their real father
I don't feel my tears dripping
"mama hiks hyks "suddenly sibungsu came to me in a state of tears
"why you, baby?! which part is injured, try to see "you're worried
sibungsu just shook his head but kept crying
"big brother why son?!"I asked Atta and Ali who followed her sister
"adek had accidentally nudged the pot of oma's favorite flower and the flower pot was broken "say my second son with a sad face so even with ali they might feel sorry for his sister
"it's okay, honey, mama explained to oma" I said softly
"yes ma "answer them
"my dear you guys invite you to clean up, you want to clean up the pot of oma flowers first" said my three children nodded and did not need to tell them twice they did as I ordered
"why ma?!" tanya Azka approached me after her work was done
"so adek said he accidentally nudged the pot of oma's favorite flower and the flower pot broke "my words explained to azka
"what !!!!????" the voice of the mother-in-law was so shrill that suddenly came, Azka and I jumped in shock fortunately azka did not hear a bucket of used mop water
my mother-in-law was tracing her waist with eyes glaring at both of us and I believe my three children were trembling in her room when she heard the cry of her oma