Bitter Tongue In-Law
4. Ketus Men

The day that kept passing brought Nuna in a slightly stronger change. Although he had not fully dared to fight whatever his mother-in-law said, at least he rarely shed tears to cry for his words.

Although Nuna's day was increasingly viewed as bad by most of her neighbors, she tried her hardest not to think about it. Because according to him, there is something more important and he must take care of than the talk of people around him.

"Mas, I'm still nauseous if I eat too much rice and the midwife advises me to replace it with milk or fruit."

"Have, Na. Later will also long enter the rice itself into the stomach. Eat as is. Don't be weird. I already know who works just Arga, money also from him alone for all needs. Don't ask for expensive. What do you think pregnant milk is cheap?"

"That's Mas Arga's responsibility, ma'am. I'm at risk of being a husband and father-to-be."

"Yes, let's just say your nausea is also a risk. All women will feel that. There are some foods that up to a few months can not be accepted in the stomach. But it will also go in on its own for a long time. Don't train. It's still morning to make the appetite for the missing."

Bu Ningsih with an annoyed face and pursed lips left the dining table. Rice that he had moved into the dish urung he ate. Nuna's request that was felt to be excessive made Bu Ningsih furious and felt anxious if the attention of his son would move on the daughter-in-law. He really couldn't accept it if it happened.

"Sementata buy the fruit first. The money left over check is still there?"

Nuna just nodded.

"He used it to buy fruit. The milk can be postponed first. Next time you say you want nothing, no mother. Poor him, already thinking how the money will be enough until I pay again. You even want this. I don't pay much, brother."

"Have him work alone if he wants much, Ar. Cape Mother long ago," said Bu Ningsih from a distance.

"Udah, don't be heard, Mother is the one. It will also melt itself. I'm leaving first, yeah."

It was tired of Nuna hearing the defense of her husband for her mother. Whether she was wrong or not, her husband was on her side. In the midst of his sense of regret because of the circumstances that continue to squeeze him, it flashed in his mind to just work. It would be impossible if she depended on her husband alone. He asked me to buy fruit and milk. What if in the following months his stomach grew bigger and he did not have enough clothes for his body?

"But what am I doing? Who's got young pregnant people working?"

One minute, two minutes, Nuna still didn't move from the dinner table. His mind is focused on how he earns money for his own needs.

Feeling that there would be no change if he just thought about it, Nuna finally decided to leave the house. He would buy fresh fruit to refresh his mouth. Just imagining he already wanted to drool.

Just a few steps out of his yard. Some neighbors who were forming a group of ghibah began to whisper while looking at him. That action made Nuna think there was something wrong with her appearance? However, a moment later he remembered that he was a village artist who became the subject of the conversation of his neighbors and mother-in-law.

Should he silence their mouths? Ah but it seems there will be no end if the talk of everyone. Better close your ears and keep going. As long as he could still hold back his anger, he would, as he thought.

Some time walking, he found a fruit dealer on the side of the road. He decided to stop there. No problem buying wherever the origin of these fruits is still worth eating.

Not long he stood up and picked the fruit at the street vendor. There were only two kinds of fruit that he bought. During the new marriage this time he was out of the house a little far away. He took advantage of this moment to take another walk, he felt it was enough to refresh his brain which after marriage was contaminated with bad.

From a distance, Nuna caught a store so crowded. However, that is not what concerns Nuna. But a medium-sized banner was loosened there. He didn't know what made him want to go there. Is that a menu? If it was a menu, why wouldn't anyone read the banner if they wanted to order? Is the menu that big? He thought as he swung his legs to get closer to the tavern.

His eyes sparkled as he looked at the letters that were there. Nuna read the sentence over and over again to make sure she didn't read it wrong.

"What message do you want, Ma'am?" The question of a man from behind the storefront shocked him.

"Huh? Ah no, I'm reading this. Do you still need people?"

The man examined Nuna from top to bottom. That made Nuna also follow the man's eye movements. Does this man also know his mother-in-law and hear rumors about her? Bad as to other neighbors. Why is he staring like that?

"You are young. Are you sure you want to work in a simple shop like this?"

"What harm? You are also still young enough to trade in such a simple place. I'll make a cover letter if you need one."

"Do you think this is a company or a big restaurant? You're mocking me?"

"Ah no. That's not what it means. I'm just asking, why are you so angry?"

The man had not been able to answer Nuna's remarks, but some customers had already called him and asked for this to complete their breakfast which was quite late. Because it's ten o'clock now. Isn't it too late for breakfast? It was too early for lunch too.

The man returned to the hassles with a few drinks requested by the customers. The hot weather makes people want to drink something fresh more.

"Why shut up? You're here looking for a job, right? C'mon despicable! Come here and help me!"

"Me?" Nuna pointed at herself.

"No! Your spirit!" replied the man.