The Smile of the Heart Fruit
AT HOME
Arriving at the house my husband's face was a little different, his face was depressed, agitated and like he wanted to say something to me but he was alone, after coming home from my in-laws.
"Mas, why are you kayak tangent? Is it because of my mother's house? " I said while holding his shoulder.
"Ooowwwwhhhh, what's not. You slept first. I'm not sleepy yet, I want to watch television first. You rest."
Mas Akbar walked up and out of the room with his phone. I can only ask questions of myself.
"Actually I was wondering what they were talking about until my husband was depressed. I'll ask my mother tomorrow. I'll phone momuk. But if I ask, I guess - I'll be angry, won't I? Because my mom doesn't like me." I said in my heart while breathing out and lying on my side on the bed.
The next day, the sun shone down between my houses.
Akbar went to work. I finished cleaning the house, I called my mother.
"Hallo buk's. Assalamualaikum."
"Moskalamic. Why Kia?"
"Kick what buk? "
"Don't talk - tele what do you want to say? The chips? I don't have time!"
"Yes, I just wanted to ask my mom. Yesterday at the house of my mother Mas Akbar why did you buk? Raut mas Akbar's face why is it like thinking of something ya buk? And he did not want to tell about the same discussion of my mother Akbar yesterday?"
"What do you mean! You ask me like that! You accuse me of influencing Akbar something!"
"It's not buk, that's not what Kia buk means. You see, Akbar is depressed. Maybe if there really is something wrong, Kia can help him to solve the mother's problem."
"But buk. Kia wants to know what really happened? And what have you been talking about?"
"I'm going to the supermarket first. I have a lot of work, no importance to you! Morning has made me just emotional you!"
Tttttoooooottt.. tttttooooottt ....
Telephone is disconnected. Again she was angry with me and closed her phone. What I do is never right in my mother-in-law's eyes. I just asked, my mother was already angry with me and did not want to explain it well either.
"Yes my. What the hell is this really?" Ask me while grumbling alone.
I'm used to being yelled at - snapped and getting a rough word from my in-laws. So I got used to my in-laws' attitude towards me. I have always harbored my in-laws. I never told anyone or my own parents about my in-laws' attitude. Every time my parents asked me about my in-laws, I always told them about my in-laws kindness. Because I don't want to be a bad son-in-law to my in-laws.
Let this nature be the silent witness of my life.
After calling my mother continued packing all the goods that have been ordered by my consumers or customers. Continue packing and selling online. Time indicates my husband's break. My husband usually comes home for lunch with me. I prepared the food and waited for my husband to come home. Fifteen minutes passed, thirty minutes passed, until I waited for my husband's return an hour but did not come.
"Nearly an hour kok mas Akbar has not come home, did he not come home for lunch. But if he doesn't come home for sure to tell, usually call me. This is not okay, try to call me. Maybe he's busy." My word from the heart.
When I called my husband in front of the house while waiting for his parents, the tone of his phone was connected but not picked up. I called 2 more times, but there was no answer. Maybe he is busy and he will not rest at home because the time has shown at 13:00. My husband's break was only an hour. I walked to the dinner table and cleaned up all the food I had prepared.
SERIATE.
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