
"Train."
"Yes, um,"
"It's money for you."
Ratih looked at the blue money that Indra thrust at her, then turned to look at her husband's face.
"That's your ration."
"Cock just fifty mas?" Ratih protest,"how is it enough? Make Altaf's milk less."
Indra snorted in annoyance. "It's because of you too, Altaf to spill food for the guests. So I have to change."
Ratih sighed trying to be patient."The food was also leftover. I am not even short of. Then I washed the dishes alone mas, as much as that, no one helped.
Not to mention cooking and washing house clothes, have a beautiful family, have a Gafar mas, where they are dried in a little change again. How can Ratih take care of Altaf too?" Said Ratih feeling very tired, never one bit appreciated in the house.
"Here you are, you are the coach. I said mom, you keep arguing. Still grateful I still love you this money. If you don't want to. Take it again to buy cigarettes." Dengus Indra angrily reached out his hand about to take again the money he put on his bedroom mattress.
Trainy breathed again. Then take the money that Indra has not had time to take back.
"Frugal it until the end of the month."
Indra came out of their room, joining the large family gathered in the living room.
While Ratih who had just put Altaf to sleep just stared at the closed door after her husband left. For four years his marriage to Indra, and two years living in his Hell-like house-in-law.
Irresistible to make Ratih quietly insulted by her in-laws who clearly do not like it.
Train walked closer to the closet where he kept his android.
The only treasure she had since she was a girl. Indra, of course, will not have enough money to buy her hp. Traini starts opening the app and writes everything that her heart and brain have.
For almost half an hour he struggled on his phone, the door of the room opened violently, making Ratih jump in shock. Until the hape almost out of the handle.
"Yes aampuunn... Turns out lazy here toy hp. Not just finish it the laundry that has been piled up even relaxing toy hp." Hardik Ratih's mother-in-law in a very loud voice.
"Oh, Altaf's sleeping again, then waking up. Poor thing..."
"Have you denied this many times. This is what makes me disagree Indra married you yesterday. He is ngeyel. This one ghost asked for mercy. Stay free, eat free.." Sewot Bu Tias while walking away.
"No free buk, Ratih also work in this house. All train to work alone with no one to help." Reply Ratih did not want it to continue to be blamed and cornered in-laws.
"Still dare to talk back to your mother, you?" Sahut Bu Tias came again to hear the words of Ratih."You're not out of money at all, still say not free?"
"But Train out the buk force."
"Yes, if the poor do not have money, it can only come out of energy."
"Why else deck? One day, it could not be, do not make the mother angry. Shame there are guests in front. Wash the dishes there, already saute the dishes in front. Mas friends already want to eat no plates." Indra said with a commanding tone of annoyance. Again.
"There is nothing else? Ratih tired mas from morning do not rest. There is still a beautiful mother and mother Maya. The replacement wasn't papa, was it?"
"Masha Alloh, really don't know yourself? Don't know thank you, huh? Beautiful same Maya there are guests in front. Their friends are many, you are unemployed there is no work even want to tell them. They also love money a lot. Got rank, rich, pretty. No kuel, stinky, poor as you. Do you want to be jealous of them? No pantes!" Sela Bu Tias chimed in who suddenly appeared behind Indra's back glared at Ratih."Ngaca dong, shady."
"That's my mother, Ratih. Yes, there is work. I want to bring my guests first. Shame when in the grudge I am angry because you are lazy." Indra said again with a commanding tone without being denied. Indra passed to the living room, followed Ratih's mother-in-law who joined meleos judes.
"You're why the hell Ndra, wife like that is in the pet." The grouse of Bu Tias whose voice was getting quieter was not heard."I'm looking for something else, that's more useful."
While Ratih just sighed trying to be patient. He was very tired because the work did not end at the house, what else on a big day like this. When there are so many guests. No one helped. All train do it yourself.
Ratih was even forbidden to gather because of shame, well, his mother-in-law was embarrassed because of Ratih from a poor family and Kumal. Does not work, only deserves to be made a maid only. You can't be proud of your guests and family.
"With Indra where is buk?" That voice Ratih heard when he just came out of his room, deliberately Train eavesdropping want to know what in-laws said in front of guests.
"Oohh again in the back. Yeah, well, that's where it suits him." Bu Tias replied with an interspersed insulting laugh.
Ratih laughed bitterly, indeed he was very conscious, like that in the eyes of his in-laws.
"Don't that ah buk Tias is the same as the incantation," the voice of the lady guest bu Tias.
"Yes how else buk, Indra is wrong to choose bini, already ugly, poor, tuh, now even malesan in the room. So, I told you to clean up in the back, let's be useful little, here you've been hitchhiking and stay free."
Bu Tias's voice made Ratih stroke his chest. It is an obligation for the husband to provide shelter and proper food for his wife's child. Bu Tias shouldn't have said that. Moreover, Ratih also knew, if Bu Tiaslah forced her husband Indra to live in this house.
Train to draw his breath, then exhale, so on to reduce the tightness in his chest. He was actually not strong enough to stay in that house any longer. But it persisted because Indra never wanted to move on the grounds of frugality and did not have money to contract again.
Train to walk towards the kitchen, with the feeling of pain that is squeezing. Ratih remembers, once his mother and sister visited the house of in-laws, even insults that were found. Her mother and sister never came again. They were actually very concerned about the Natip Ratih who was married to Indra.
Whereas in the past, Indra was not so, he loved and pursued Ratih until they finally married. But now everything has changed. He no longer supports his wife, even a living born and inner as if Indra ignored. I don't know what made Indra change, maybe also because of the incitement of his mother who did not like Ratih.
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That night after washing the dishes, Ratih massage his arms that feel sore. He sat looking for the wind next to the house right at the back door of the Kitchen.
He looked towards the road, from there will be seen some of the front yard which is grown in ornamental plants and the gate of the house owned by his father-in-law. At that moment he saw some guests coming out. Also the big family Indra who took the. Ratih sharpened his eyes, looking as if everyone was laughing happily. There was one sight that caught his attention.
The figure of the man he knew must be Indra, walking alone with a woman in a robe without a head covering, to show long wavy hair at the end looks very beautiful and beautiful.
"Who is he? Why does it look so familiar to Indra?" Muttering Ratih with his chest pounding fast. His body felt weak for a moment.
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