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Chapter 3 Super Mom Chapter 3

I quickly stood up to open the door for my beloved in-laws. I put the cell phone I was holding on the table first, then walked to the door. After the door opened, my mother-in-law walked in without even asking me, the resident of this house. She walked past me into the kitchen and I don't know what she went there to look for. I didn't keep quiet either, but I kept following her from behind.

"Mom ... what are you looking for? How come you're going straight to the kitchen?" I asked.

"Well... this is what I'm looking for," said Mrs. Ratmi.

Instead of answering my question, she took the two-liter pack of cooking oil that I had just bought.

"Why ... Mom, what do you want to do with the cooking oil?" I asked again.

"Already, don't ask too many questions! Anyway, this oil is for Mom," she said lightly.

"But, Mom. Mira just bought the oil, if you want it, not all of it," I said pleadingly.

I was surprised when my mother-in-law took my packaged cooking oil and wanted to take it away.

"No buts, Mira. Anyway, this oil is for Mom, anyway you can buy more. Besides, I also used my son's money to buy this oil, right? So you don't have to be stingy in giving me this oil," said Mrs. Ratmi casually.

"But don't take it all, ma'am. Split it in half," I said again.

"Mira, you're so stingy with your husband's mother. I can't even ask for oil," snapped Mrs. Ratmi.

"Mom, it's not that I can't. But I ask you not to take all the oil, because Mira also needs it. What will Mira fry tempeh with?" I asked my mother-in-law, hoping she would halve the oil.

"That's your business, not mine. Ah... never mind, watch out I'm going home!"

"But, Mom," I said.

"What else, Mira? You're so complicated, if you want to fry tempeh or tofu, just buy more oil. If not, you can just use used cooking oil," Mrs. Ratmi said casually, without wanting to understand my feelings.

"Never mind, watch out, Mira! Don't get in my way," she shooed me away, while pushing my body.

I almost fell down, if I didn't hold on to the dining cabinet that was there. Bu Ratmi didn't listen to what I said. Instead, she walked away without caring about me.

'Basic, in-laws have no morals, boro-boro want to ease the burden of life of their children and sons-in-law. This is actually draining him. It's better if he wants to be grateful, but this is just arbitrary. In fact, he even had the heart to tell everyone that I was a stingy son-in-law, a son-in-law who didn't care about his in-laws. He doesn't even realize his son's job, which is only a public transportation driver. He doesn't realize how much his son earns?" I grumbled to myself. Upset, resentment became one.

Mrs. Ratmi just left me, then I immediately stepped my feet towards the front door. Because I was sure that the front door would be left open by my mother-in-law. And I was right, the door was wide open. Indeed, Mrs. Ratmi always annoyed me. Fortunately, her behavior did not go down with Mas Romi, my husband.

Then I immediately closed the door, but just as I was about to close the door, Mirna suddenly came to my rented house shouting not to close the door yet. I don't know what she wanted. I was actually really lazy to deal with her. But she was already wet, because she was at the door at this time.

"Ms. Mira, don't close the door yet, wait for me!" Marni, shouting like a loan shark collecting a debt.

"What do you need, Marni?" I asked to the point.

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