Bitter Tongue In-Law
6. Unsettled

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Nuna was already on her way home. Although his body feels tired, he is quite happy because now he has money to hold. She no longer needed to think about money for childbirth. What he was thinking about now was what he would explain when he got home. Maybe if today could lie, not for the next day. He can today reason a walk, but it is not possible to walk every day and a full day.

That endless burden of thought had apparently brought himself faster to the house. She was greeted by her mother-in-law in the middle of the main door with her arms crossed in front of her chest.

"Dare to wander, are you now? From where?" Ms. Ningsih asked curiously.

"So accidentally met a friend on the street and chatted until I forgot time. It just so happens that we never met so many things that we screwed up."

"I don't really care either. I want you to leave here too I don't care. Yes, there's a house!" Bu Ningsih passed from before her daughter-in-law.

Then why ask?

Buy Nuna's wish to immediately refresh and relax. He should not dream of being able to rest immediately. Given his mother's behavior towards him how can he expect to live quietly according to his wishes.

The endless twang of time took them to the next day. Until the third day, Nuna said nothing to her husband. Tiredness in her body made her rest early and did not know when her husband arrived home.

However, Nuna thought that she would try to be honest today as well. She did not want if one day, her husband knew from others, it would cause problems of his own if it happened.

"Mas I want to say something," Nuna said as her husband prepared to leave.

"What are you talking about?"

Nuna had not spoken yet, her mother from outside had shouted at the child. The man immediately passed from the room without saying goodbye. Nuna just clucked irritably at her husband's behavior.

Until finally that morning Nuna failed to speak honestly to her husband. She went to Bian's shop without the knowledge of her husband and mother-in-law. I don't know where the woman went, Nuna didn't know and didn't want to know. The most important thing now is how he had to get to the store quickly because the clock was almost eight in the morning. He wouldn't have gotten a nagging out of that guy. It is enough for Nuna everyday who is always gloomy when at home. He did not want if gloom also followed him to get out of the house. Just three days working with him, I don't know how many times Nuna got a scolding.

Unfortunately, the goddess Fortuna had not been on her side. Nuna finds Bian sweeping the floor. He immediately ran and grabbed the broom.

"Sorry I'm late. Let me continue. You can do something else. It's my job, right?" Nuna immediately proceeded to clean the floor without staring or waiting for a response from Bian. He was too afraid to look at the man's sharp eyes.

Bian only watched Nuna with a waistline. His eyes locked onto the woman's face. Until both of his eyeballs found a sweat flowing on the rim of his eyebrows.

"Are you here running?" Bian gave Nuna a piece of tissue.

"Yes ... actually .. I mean .. no. I was walking, the distance of my house and your area is not far so I did not take public transportation. But, when I saw you sweeping I ran because I was afraid you were mad." Nuna answered by wiping her forehead and resumed sweeping.

I had a hard three days working here, didn't he realize I never had a vehicle? Why just ask.

"After sweeping, pigtail your hair! I don't want your hair going into my drink or my food. Cleanliness is important, let alone your hair is too long to be stroked."

Nuna nodded her head. A sigh of relief rang out from his mouth as Bian carried his body into the tavern.

Finished with a sweep, he immediately entered the pantry. Her hands had not done anything yet when Bian walked into her pantry.

"Jeez, where's my hair tie?" Nuna rummaged through her bag, but could not find what she was looking for. Until finally his patience was exhausted and spilled all the contents in his bag. Of course the contents toppled out without a single one remaining.

"Oh my God, I didn't bring a hairband how's this?" Nuna grew increasingly frustrated when she found out that she really did not have a hair tie or anything she could use to tie her long hair.

"Khem."

A deheman made Nuna's activity stop instantly and she slowly turned her head back. Since working with Bian, it feels like his life is really not calm, always haunted by excessive fear and worry.

"Your hair is long, you can tie it without rubber. You didn't think that way? Don't laze. I don't like it!"

"If I could do it, I would have done it. I can't tie my hair without rubber. I'm not lazy, Bian, you only knew me yesterday and you've judged me that way just because of me...."

Nuna's body suddenly trembled as the man advanced his steps. He could not retreat to any place because his body was already stuck with the table. Unable to return Bian's gaze, he preferred to close his eyes. He was too scared to see what happened next.

His head slightly tiptoed back as he felt a hand twitching his hair. The fragrance of the body burst into her nose.

"It's done. Shops open soon, clean the pantry! Our pantry is quite open, so I don't want customers to see this pantry dirty. Open your eyes and work!"

Nuna slid her body to the floor. The heart exercise he received every second really tortured him.

After sitting for a long time, he immediately went to work. He did not want to die young by letting Bian continue to make his heart beat messy.

A relentless rush, leading them to a lunch hour that suddenly approaches. It was seen from the fullness of the store until there was no more seating for other customers. Even Nuna who was not used to this felt stressed herself because she had to go back and forth to the front and back.

"Mas, his wife, huh? Real pretty. How new it looks. What's new marriage? But the feeling of the shop never closes, when is the wedding?" A customer suddenly made a sound. The question he asked made some other customers turn to Bian and Nuna who happened to deliver a kiss forward.

"No, Ma'am. I am not his wife, I am a worker. You misunderstand."

Nuna soon passed from there, she did not want to bear Bian's anger and embarrassed herself with the words of the woman who did not know the manners. So in a hurry, he accidentally collided with one of the other customers and the tray he hugged slightly pressed his stomach.

The pressure caused by the tray was not severe. But somehow Nuna's stomach aches.

"It's okay, Ma'am? Sorry I was unintentional. Is anyone sick?"

"No. I'm okay." Nuna replied grimacingly and then immediately left there while gripping her stomach shirt.