I'm Always Wrong In Your Eyes
part 8 Resign

Upon Bagas' return to my contract and my resignation from work, I had a very tiring day. Bagas seemed to take advantage of his promise to mamah in front of my brothers. He was kind to everyone, but to me he was very pressing.

"Well, pay the contract today. You see, yesterday's mom hired a nibai."

"Lho, you still have money from the sale of gold mamah. Put on the money."

"Or use the severance money given by Kak Vera."

"And Dad yesterday's salary. Mother has stopped working, so the father of all who must be responsible as a head of the household."

"The money is mine. So it's up to me to give or not. Thanks a lot or a little is also up to me" Bagas began to emotion.

"Yet your money is still there. Even though it's money from your work, or money from the sale of gold mamah I also have rights because you are my wife. And never argue" his snort.

"Since the past always denied and dared to expel the husband. Want to be a bad wife?"

"But the gold sales money has mamah should not be used. That money will make a tahlilan mamah event." sidelines me.

"Again the money this afternoon will be taken Bang Wira, mother just help sell it."

"Huh, it's been. If there is no money then just pay it" Bagas also immediately went away died contract.

Bang Wira came to take the money.

"Assalamualaikum, Din" greetings bang Wira from outside.

"Waalaikum salam" enter Bang.

"Abang just want to take money selling gold mamah. Let your sister quickly buy materials for tahlilan mamah tonight"

"Yes bang. A moment Dinah get the money first." I also passed into the room to take the money.

"It's bang. Count the money again" I handed the brown envelope to the Wira bang and went straight to the kitchen to make tea for the Wira bang.

Bang Wira immediately counted. After counting, bang Wira asked

"Din, is the money lacking? Doesn't fit his record"

"Huh, that's right bang?" I approached her with warm tea.

"Try counting too" said bang Wira.

I counted it immediately. And true, the money is less than one million than the sum of four million three hundred and thirty thousand. And I'm sure Bagas must have taken it.

"You wear Din? You must have permission first with us if you need money. Don't wear it right away."

"But bang.." I haven't had time to answer bang Wira, Bagas came.

"What's the Bang? I heard from the outside it was like discussing less money"

"This is the gold sales money mamah less than one million. Dina didn't say she wanted to wear it"

"Ooo, yesterday sold the same gold I bang. After that go straight to the boutique to buy the syar'i that he wants."

"Say Dina is okay to wear a million. I reminded him."

I also glared. Bagas slandered me in front of Bang Wira.

"Well, why dad.." I haven't had time to continue my talk, Bagas immediately cut it off.

"It was bund. I told you I'd buy it too. But mother remained insistent"

Then Bagas went to the room, and returned with a package containing syar'i clothes.

"This is the evidence" Bagas told bang Wira.

"Oh Allah, Dinah. For the sake of this shirt you can wear the money of the deceased mamah" bang angry Wira.

Grievous, this heart feels in the iris. So hearty Bagas towards me. Unasked, my tears melted down my cheeks.

"That's bund, don't cry. It's my fault."

Bagas wrapped his hand towards my shoulder and pulled my body so that I would be in his arms. As if he wanted to calm me down. But with a strong pressure on my shoulders and arms, it was as if I had to admit it all.

"Oya bang, this is money to replace the one Dina has used. Even though not how much" Bagas gave red money three sheets on the Wira bang.

"Too you Din." bang Wira went straight out and went home without saying goodbye to me.

**

After the Wira bang, I immediately demanded the clarity of Bagas.

"Dad, why do you have to slander your mother"

"Of course, don't make a fuss. Prepare my meal very laper" Bagas did not publish my question.

"Jawab first yeah. Father who took the money but father accused mother" my cry became more and more.

Bagas approached me and tried to hold me. I dodged, but his hand had firmly gripped my arm.

"Well, is it good or not??" Bagas also issued his mainstay word. I also just sit back and shut up.

*****

A month after I resigned from Vera's boutique, it closed. Brother Vera no longer lives in this city. Vera's sister moved out of town for her career. Merwais is back in Dubai.

When I was busy playing with Galang, suddenly my salary rang. My mother-in-law called.

"Din, there's a family wedding tomorrow. Come yes" said the mother-in-law.

"Yes ma'am, but who am I leaving with? The motorcycle was brought by his father's work dede" I said.

(there is a part 1)

After the phone was closed, I also played again with Galang. Funny, smart, and responsive kids. He is easy to blend in with anyone. So glad I have a smart Galang.

******

After the accident, Bagas continued to light me up. Everything I do is always wrong in her eyes. From washing, cooking, and whatever it was was always his reason for insulting me.

"Feel what this is, it doesn't feel at all"

The chicken soup I served was thrown straight at me. Luckily I immediately avoided it, even though the hot soup had hit some of my arms and legs. The chicken soup is just right. But yes it was, Bagas deliberately looking for trouble.

So even when I wash clothes or even was taking off the house.

"Bund, this shirt is still not clean and not fragrant, what else is neat. You filthy wife".

Without him knowing, to buy laundry soap I have to owe first in the stall.

" bund, this is the home of a goat pen. Never on a broom and in a mop? And there's also what's this slime on the floor."

He did not know that he had Galang who was a toddler. And Galang has a friend whose age often plays home. The mucus that Bagas stepped on was because of his own actions.

Bagas is always arbitrary if throwing snot or spit.

It was Bagas I was always wrong before his eyes.

One day, he asked Galang to study. Galang has not been to school. But again Bagas forced Galang to study. He said to be smart to get into school. But Galang refused to obey his father said. Bagas continued to force. Until finally Bagas hit Galang with a fairly large twig.

I'm trying to protect Galang. But what power I was also hit by her. I cried when I saw Galang's bruised body. The tiny body of a four-and-a-half-year-old boy. The body of a helpless child, both of his ears were swollen and bleeding.

If Galang's body did not bleed, Bagas would probably keep hitting him.

I immediately embraced Galang with tears breaking. The wound was cleaned immediately. When I wanted to take my device and wanted to keep this evidence, it was already in Bagas' hands.

Did the neighbors hear Galang's screams and cries? Or do they really not want to bother with meddling in people's households? I don't know, I don't know either.

After the incident, Bagas asked for several days of permission not to work. Me and Galangpun can't go anywhere. We were in brackets inside the house until the wounds and scars on Galang's body were gone.

*******

A month has passed from that. Thank God, Galang is still as happy as ever. I didn't see any signs of trauma on Galang. And the wound was gone even though it left a bit of a mark. For a month I didn't hold the device.

That day I felt bad. Very dizzy head, and always nauseous stomach. Those are the signs of my chronic heartburn that often recur. I just realized that I had eaten irregularly for two days. Immediately I took my medicine and rested.

I asked Bagas to take me to the doctor's office. Many patients are waiting for the line. Until it was my turn to enter. The doctor was very friendly. He let us in.

The doctor asked me what my complaints were. I also explained in detail. From me eating irregularly until the symptoms came. The doctor finally examined me. Then she smiled sweetly.

Turns out......

SERIATE.