My Wife's Shopping Money was taken by My Mother
Section 4

"Bang, don't like heroism!" shout Niar.

I approached him, trying to calm him down. But he broke out, I didn't want to touch him.

"Sir, honey, istighfar. If you have a problem, tell me. I'm ready to put him on, Dek!"

Niar kept crying. He soon got up, trying to get away from me.

"Sir, you're talking to me right now!"

Mom suddenly came to say that Icha fell down the stairs.

"Deni, please. Icha falling, Den!"

I'm flashing outside. Icha's head is bleeding, it looks like the wound is deep. I have to take Icha to the nearest clinic.

"Who wants to come?"

"Mother only!"

Without a second thought, Mom and I headed to the nearest clinic. Icha kept crying.

"Patience, Cha. God will be healthy soon!" entertain me to three-year-old Icha.

Get us in the clinic. The doctor immediately took action.

"We have to sew, sir. The injury was quite deep" he said as expected. "Mother or I hold it yes, it might hurt for your child!" the doctor told me.

"Good, sir."

We're holding Icha. Icha in pain when the doctor acts. I can only pray in my heart, hopefully Icha will soon be healthy and can smile again.

"Already, sir."

"Alhamdulillah."

I'll take care of the administration first, while Icha's with Mom. When we finished, we were allowed to go home with a few prescriptions.

While on the road, I asked Mom about the fall of Icha. While Icha was sleeping.

"Mom, how did it go until Icha fell on that staircase?"

Mom was silent for a moment to think. Then he answered my question.

"Yes, Deni. Mom was with Icha, suddenly she fell down the stairs."

"Mom didn't pay attention to Icha anyway?" my snapping.

"Deni! You don't snap Mom, sin! Mother is not wrong, your wife is wrong, does not want to babysit Icha. It's about having Farhan, so Icha's forgotten?" fawning Mother.

"Mother, always turn on Niar. I should have understood that my wife had to be helped by my mother" I said.

"You mean? Mommy's Niar's babylon?"

"No, ma'am, auxiliary, not maid! I've been giving you three million a month. I'm not helping my wife, Mom!" I begged and I prayed to Mom.

"It's not so, Mom. I'm sincere. I'm just asking for Mother's understanding to help my wife. After all Niar also does work at home alone. Is it true that you helped her a lot?" my pedicabs.

"Why are you, Deni! They judge your own mother. Huhuhuhu." Mom cries sniffling.

I became pity. I didn't mean to hurt her, but, uh, that's it. Maybe I'll talk to him tomorrow.

We arrived home, I carried my daughter with these two hands towards her room. In this house there are many rooms. So, Icha occupies her own room. If my two brothers occupy one room only.

After laying Icha down, I returned to the room. This body feels crumpled, tired unbearable.

Niar is asleep, Farhan is sleeping in a baby box. Although it has been a year, Farhan can still be put to sleep in a box.

I fell asleep on our couch because it was more comfortable for now.

***

This morning everything was neat, I saw Mom doing her job today. Turns out I was wrong. True said the mother, they make a schedule alternating every day.

Mom gave me a paper.

"Try your attention2 schedule? Is there a name for your wife doing all these tasks every day?"

I'm watching this paper. The paper is shabby and there are patch marks too. Looks like old paper. But, I've never seen her outboard in this house.

"Mother paste where is this paper? My wife doesn't have this, I don't!" I said to the woman who gave birth to me twenty-nine years ago.

"Yes reasonable. No Mother love. She stuck it in the room" replied Mom.

"Alright, Mom. Thanks for the explanation."

I went back to my room, my wife went back to sleep after the dawn prayer. I was curious to wake her up.

"Sir, wake. Don't sleep again at dawn!" I said. "Aren't you in the kitchen today?"

Niar looked at me inside. I get nervous when I'm stared at like this.

"Why Honey?"

"I'm off work today" he said briefly.

"That means you can go on a road with me, Niar?" my many.

Niar did not answer, he again threw himself beside Farhan.

"How, Deck?"

"Yes." Yeah." He answered too.

I'm very happy. Means Mom's right. Now I trust Mom if there's a separate schedule. I don't have to suspect him anymore now that Niar is being treated badly by them.

Seriate