The Smile of the Heart Fruit
That's so..
"Yank, what is my uniform for today ?" Shouted my husband
"Yes, I'll get it for a minute." I said as I walked into the room.
"It's mas. Tumben why leave so early in the morning?" Ask Kia.
"Yes, I want to make a meeting later. The big boss comes to the office. Is the breakfast ready yet?" Akbar.
"Mad, let's have breakfast first." Kia said as she walked towards the dining table.
That day I cooked food to my husband's tribe. That is vegetable tamarind, sambal trasi and fried chicken. He likes a menu like that. After eating, I brought her briefcase and delivered her to the door, as usual I kissed Akbar's hand before leaving for work. My husband always kissed me on my forehead before he left. Our day is always warm with love and affection.
As usual finished cleaning the house I continued selling online and packing the ordered goods that I would send to my customer.
The sound of the house telephon ringing.
Cring.. cring...
I immediately rushed to the phone.
"Yes hello."
"This is my mother."
"What's up ?"
"Say your husband. Tomorrow will be Sunday you come to my mother's house."
"Yes buk. God willing me and Akbar will come to mother's house. What kind of event is there?"
"Have come tomorrow. I telhpone to the phone akbar not in angakat. Has he left for work?" Ask Kia's mother-in-law.
"Yes just now that Akbar mas went buk maybe he did not hear that his phone rang buk. Because usually mas Akbar always put it in a buk bag."
"Yes maybe. Could too. "
"Yes, thank God you are healthy. How is it positive yet ?!" With a somewhat sadistic voice.
"Yesterday Kia tespack results are still one line buk. Well, maybe it is me and Akbar mas must be patient buk. "
"Oh my goodness Kia. I want to see when I can take grandchildren from Akbar. I really want to be able to hold a grandchild and see Akbar's son. You have always asked patiently, be patient. I'm tired of having to wait."
"So I have to do it again. Various ways I have also done with mas Akbar. It may still have to be patiently asked to open with God."
"Huh !! Yes already. Cuckold is talking to you. Don't forget to tell your husband. I'll go to the supermarket first."
Ttoott ttoottt....
"Yes.yes buk.."
Before going to say hello arrived the phone was closed immediately by Kia's mother-in-law in a harsh tone.
"Astofirullohalazim. God give me patience, "I said, stroking my own breast.
Well that's how my mother-in-law always asked me if I was pregnant or not. When answered I was not positive he was always angry. I had to be patient and have a lot of patience when facing my in-laws. May God always give me patience.
I often feel sad when I finish talking to my mother-in-law. If I faced two options I would choose to have a baby born from my own womb. I was often insulted by my own mother-in-law about uterine fertility and others. Though I have often explained to my mother and relatives from my husband's family, if I and Akbar mas have checked themselves into any specialist doctor, the results of the examination were all good. But
indeed, we have a lot of patience, because I know, to have a baby is not like the goods that can be ordered and purchased at any time.
there is not a single woman who does not want to be given a baby. All women, especially a wife, will always want the presence of a baby in the middle of her small family.
But I never told anyone that my mother-in-law always treated me like this in the back of Akbar. I just sit and hold on to this heartache. Because I don't want everyone to misunderstand my complaint.
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