The Revenge of an Insulted Wife
just this time

There are no more swear voices from my mother-in-law and sister-in-law, maybe they have entered their respective rooms or are still faithfully sitting in front of the television.ah what do I care! I have convinced myself to no longer be weak and let them squeeze my energy. For that I have prepared mentally and also courage against their behavior.

"Mothers want to take this to the back first, son. All mothers want to take a shower. Hasna continued to learn it, so that later what Hasna aspires can be realized. Hasna's a good and smart daughter. Insya Allah will always follow the steps of Hasna. Be a good boy, baby." As a mother, I wish my son to be a good person and to pray and lead him to prayer.

"Insya Allh bund. Hasna promises, will study diligently and will make you proud of Hasna's achievements." Answer cheerfully.

"Aamiin son. Yasudah, you go back first." I rubbed his cheek gently.

"Yes bund." 

The kitchen looks very chaotic, the old dishes and dirty glasses scattered, the cooking utensils are no longer in place again, it is like a broken ship. Though mbak Yeni his work is also just playing hape and watching tivi. What is difficult is cleaning the kitchen used to cook and immediately wash the dishes used where to eat. For this time, do not expect me to clean all this, just let it fall apart, anyway if they are hungry and do not find a clean container must be confused themselves, or else they will clean it.

"Geeh, Halwa! why are you just washing your dishes? Are your eyes no longer able to see a lot of dirty dishes piled up there! And don't forget to clean the kitchen, because that's your job in this house."

Mbak Yeni said with his arrogant attitude, governing this without caring about the people around him, it is appropriate if her husband is very reluctant to go home to see her, and more comfortable living with his young wife.  Yes, Yeni's husband married again since a year ago. Mas Jarwo married a young widow next door, but Yeni did not know all that, because he was too busy with his hape and always did not want to believe the words of others, though many neighbors have reported the news of her husband's marriage, but it will be maki with the same harsh words mbk Yeni. So that the neighbors are silent, do not want to care anymore. Poor actually, but yes want how else, maybe it has become a character who can not take advice from others. Later if you already know the truth, just cry nangis nangis nyesel.

It feels very fresh, after a day of activity and able to make the skin sticky by sweat, the spray of cold water from the shower can provide its own pleasure.  Brak! Brak! The bathroom door was knocked from the outside. It must have been the act of mbak yeni or mother, let it be. Trying to ignore the cries of anger and choose to enjoy the cold water.

"Heh women don't know they're lucky! You have already begun to dare to fight, yes you. You have no shame. You're here hitchhiking, don't act, if you don't want to be kicked out, want you to be a jerk out there?"

Ms. Yeni was already ruffled by the waist as I walked out from behind the bathroom door, her chest rose and her white face flushed full of wrath. I don't know. Usually I get scared when I see him angry, but not this time. I remained calm and did not want to respond, choosing to go back to my son's room, but just stepped up, mother had blocked and forced my hand to the front of the sink. Mbak Yeni smiled slanted triumphantly as if to mock me.

"Wash everything clean, and clean this kitchen until it is neat again. I don't want to know, like it or you don't like it, do it! never argue once, you should remember your position in this house is just a ride, inget numpang! Thank goodness I didn't kick you out." Herdiknya sharp, if he does not remember his parents, I have beaten because his attitude has hurt this self-esteem.

'Okay, this time, I'll give up. But tomorrow I'll make sure I leave this house. There was nothing more I could defend, than just to torment my mind and my physique.'

#if you are unable, do not force it, all for the sake of sanity of the soul from the pressure that will continue to bring in an unhealthy life.