My cousin Maduku
Chapter 3 Being the Whole Husband

"But what if I can't give a child to Mas Danang, ma'am?." I immediately replied that I wanted to know what the reaction was.

"Mom will love you as much as she should. Grandchildren are not everything to you. The important thing is that you remain a daughter-in-law, Mother." The answer is very soothing and reassuring, right? unfortunately, that was before.

Now it's all like the wind. It's nonsense. Riska will never be fooled again. It was enough that she had been a foolish woman all this time, fooled by these 3 traitors.

Uh, wait a minute. What did your words mean. Grandson isn't everything?, as long as I remain his daughter-in-law. What do you really want?.

Ah, I understand this moment. Of course, the mother will not tease the child in women who have been pregnant but miscarried. Not out of love, and sincere affection. But solely because of money. Not suudzon, but the truth is. All this time, I've always met Mom's needs. And from now on, I will no longer spend money to meet his needs anymore. Let her new daughter-in-law meet her needs.

Mom's old phone rings. It must be Mas Danang who called.

"Guiland, Iyah Nang. Yes, my mother is in your house. You want to talk to your wife?." Mom handed her phone to me.

I was forced to accept it even though I was reluctant to talk to Mas Danang.

Before that I set my breath first without you knowing and then answered the phone, "Assalamualaikum, Mas. Sorry your phone didn't pick up. I'm not feeling well." as calmly as I can tell you that. In fact, in here I really want to curse and crush him for his second marriage.

"Waalaikumsalam, darling. Alhamdulillahot...Finally I can hear your voice. I was worried so much earlier. Afraid you're okay. What are you sick with, honey?." The tone full of worry was clearly heard from Mas Danang's voice.

Had I not heard the chatter of his new mother and daughter-in-law. Maybe my heart floated getting the attention of her husband and in-laws.

"Darling, just shut up. Why?." Mas Danang rebuked me.

"I'm just dizzy, Mom. Maybe soybean. In the store these days it is very crowded. Today I opened a half-day shop. Serame shop if itself also soy sauce. Unfortunately, no one helped. What if I just go home? Help me keep the shop back." I wonder what Mas Danang's reaction is.

"Darling, don't ask me to come home. It's comfortable here. Here Mas felt he could be a full husband, because he could provide his wife with his own sweat.

"But, haven't I ever had a problem with that before, Mom? Have I ever talked about living? have I ever dropped your pride because you didn't give me a living? didn't you?."

Stupidly I believe Mas Galang's reason for working outside the city I am smart and observant if the reason believes to the city is only a mere mode. Imagine I at home have a grocery store whose results are more than enough to meet all our needs college wants Mandiri not to be labeled as a connoisseur of sweat wife feeling then ask permission to wander into town.

In fact, I had already banned him from working outside, Even I was ready to give capital back to him, this time, to raise chickens, unfortunately, food, still refused, but still refused, with the reason of wanting to memorize his wife with his own sweat.I respect his decision, and believe, and then let go of his departure so that's it.

He said he immediately got a job as a personal source lest he become like the person of his young wife who was too naive to believe him just like that

Honey cook again Transfer yes But sorry not how only a million and a half just understand there has been no increase from the boss later you share two with the mother yes And please meet all her needs as usual," while grinning Mas Danang said so.

"Mas, it's been three months since you worked. There has been no increase in salary. If there is no change to what to keep? better go home." I'm looking at the mother-in-law who doesn't seem to like hearing my request to her son.

"It's impossible to go home, honey. You know your income is greater than what you love. But, therein lies my pride as a man." explained Mas Danang softly.

Again about self-esteem is your reason, maybe I used to believe, but right now I know that you're just bragging, Mom.

All right if that's what you want, and you're more comfortable and at home in a young wife's place. Don't regret that I'm not the same as I used to be.

"If so fast transfer of money. Poor Mother already has nothing," I should pretend to give up this time, it seems like it's better. Giving up to win.

"Thank you, honey. You can always be trusted. It's beautiful, fine, understanding anyway. Mom must be so happy to have a daughter-in-law like you," I want to feel like I'm throwing up in front of Ms. Zainab because I'm sick of her son's crush, she said, but I held back and tried to smile because since then Bu Zainab kept watching me when calling with Mas Danang.

After a brief pleasantry. We also turned off the phone.

Can I count on ? it is obvious that Mas Danang depends on my money.

I handed the mother's phone back to her, and she accepted it and put it in her negligee pocket.

"Son, let your husband wander through the city. There he felt like a whole man." said Mother who I think if the sentence is a little ambiguous, I will take advantage of Mother's statement that will surely make Mother surprised.

"All men? what does it mean, Mom? Does he feel like he's not a man because he hasn't managed to impregnate me? and then there's his new wife and she manages to get a woman pregnant, right?." I clenched my forehead pretending not to understand.

Ms. Zainab was shocked by my sudden and quite poignant question. His face pias for a moment. Maybe he didn't expect to get such a question from me.

I enjoyed that view. In my heart I laughed too. Laughing at his cowardice Mother-in-law and her son, ah not exactly laughing at my stupidity all along.

"It's not like Ris. Your husband feels like a man because he can support his wife with his own money." I dare to answer after I have mastered the situation. I just mutter as if to believe the explanation of Mother-in-law.

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