The Dilemma of One Night Love
Chapter 53

Airin entered the room, and closed the door. A few minutes later, Angga entered with Ringga. Angga ruffled his waist in front of Airin with an annoyed face.

"Can't it not be like that with my mother?"

Airin looked up, silent, pretending not to hear it. Inviting Ringga into the bathroom to wash his face. After that lie down put Lingga to sleep in his arms.

Angga still looks upset, and does not invite Airin to talk again. Airin turned his head for a moment, seeing her husband busy with staring at the phone, he immediately closed his eyes and slept.

Tomorrow, after dawn prayers. Airin asked Angga out of the room to cook. Because even though his family had a maid, his mother still cooked all her own food.

Airin followed Angga's orders without dodging. Walking towards the kitchen and hearing her mother-in-law's laughter in the kitchen with the maid.

Airin approached, and the laughter disappeared. Her maid came out of the kitchen, while her mother-in-law was busy cutting vegetables.

"What do you cook, mah? Let Airin help" said Airin.

Her mother-in-law glanced and was silent. Didn't answer Airin's question. Airin sat on the chair gulping down a glass of water. Her mother-in-law turned her head with an annoyed face, while pacing back and forth picking up vegetables and meat in the freezer.

"Well, what did Airin do?"

Airin approached, her mother-in-law turned off the stove and left the kitchen.

"Mah! Do the cooking, I'll go for a jog with Mona!" her mother-in-law shouted, calling for a maid.

Airin frowned and turned on the stove again, because he saw the vegetables made by his mother-in-law had not yet matured.

"This is non, auntie continues!"

Bi Imah, pull the cutting board. Airin pulled it back and continued to cut the carrots.

"Aunty has done everything else, I'll cook" said Airin.

"Don't non, later scolded madam. Let it be aunt," Bi Imah forced it, making Airin furious. Airin increasingly cut carrots with a loud knife sound to make Bi Imah scared.

"Already, I'm alone." said Airin firmly. Bi Imah came out of the kitchen.

Airin continued the cooking made by her mother-in-law, repeatedly sighing, calming her mind not to get emotional when her mother-in-law acted up.

An hour later, the food was served Airin at the dinner table. Airin went to the room to call her husband and son for breakfast.

"Are you done cooking?" ask Angga. Airin nodded without answering. Angga approached and closed Airin from behind who was waking up the Ringga.

"You don't love me?" angga asked, his lips kissing Airin's cheek. Airin frowned and still did not answer.

"So wake up! Let's have breakfast, after that we go find a new school," Airin pulled his son's blanket, and patted him on the shoulder slowly. While Angga still bothers Airin by hugging Airin firmly from behind while leaning on Airin's back.

"Let's find the same school driver, yes, I have a meeting early in the morning,"

Airin turned his head with an annoyed face, pulling Angga's hand from his waist.

"You said if we moved here you'd have time for us. Whereabouts? Just the first day of looking for school alone had many reasons," Airin grumbled, then dodged.

"Yes, yes, yes it is fast, wake up. I went down to the dining room first" said Angga, kissing Airin's cheek again before exiting the room.

Airin pulled his son's leg, so that Ringga woke up and cried spoiled. Airin then hugged her son and tickled the armpits of Lingga.

"Let's take a quick shower, keep eating!"

"No need to mah,"

"Yes, look out for you to come!"

Airin got out of bed, pretended to pick up the bag and was about to leave. Lingga immediately jumped out of bed and pulled Airin's bag.

"Yes, yes." said Ringga while holding Airin's hand out of the room.

Airin immediately drove Lingga to the bathroom, after which let Ringga bathe himself. While waiting for his son to finish, he changed into clothes so that he could quickly prepare.

After leaving the bathroom and changing clothes. Airin took Ringga out of the room for breakfast on the ground floor.

Airin had heard her mother-in-law's laughter from a distance. And sure enough, while in the dining room. Airin sees her mother and Mona and Angga having breakfast. Her mother-in-law glanced at Airin for a moment. Mona, who had been heard laughing with her mother-in-law, was suddenly silent.

The atmosphere was still and felt awkward. Mona repeatedly invites Angga to chat, but Airin always diverts him with another chat.

"Well, this is Airin. Yummy, right?" angga.

Her mother-in-law, who was previously greedy to eat, suddenly turned spewing food in the bowl.

"Pantesan not good," grumbled his mother-in-law, Airin glanced at him for a moment.

"His son," said Angga.

"What's wrong …,"

Before listening to the babble of her mother-in-law, Airin got up and from the chair and took Ringga.

"I wait outside" said Airin.

"Your wife is not polite, why do you want her anyway, look at this Mona! Beautiful and elegant, she swore it was so tacky,"

Airin heard her mother-in-law's grunts, but tried to cover her ears.

Airin sat in the yard with Ringga, then a while later Angga followed.

"You, you can't do that!" said Angga, while clucking annoyedly staring at Airin.

Airin was silent, and immediately took his son into the car, when the car door opened.

"If this keeps up when can you and my mom get along?"

Airin looked over and looked at Angga.

"Until when your mother continues like that to me, she always praises Mona in front of me and your son" Airin said.

"Then make my mother praise you!" snapped Angga. Lingga immediately cried, when Angga glared and snapped.

"Mama, go home ...," whine Ringga.

Angga lowered his emotions and sighed, for a moment it appeared that Angga was defending his mother from Airin.

"Already, not discussed."

Angga drove his car with an annoyed look on his face. Airin glanced for a moment, seeing her husband also look impartial to her.

"Mom, I'm going home, man,"

The lingering lingering whining and crying. Airin tried to calm his son who kept tapping the car window to get out. Until finally made Angga yell at Ringga and pull over his car.

"Couldn't be calm!" snarled Angga again, looking at the back seat.

Airin glared sharply, and immediately opened the car door. Pulling the ringga out of the back seat.

"Let's go in!" tell Angga to be firm.

Airin was unmoved, and was riding on the Ringga.

"Come, Rin! I don't want to fight,"

"Go! I just want to go back to Bandung with Ringga,"

"You're crazy!"

"Don't be weird, though,"

Angga tried to persuade and take over Ringga in a sling of Airin. Ringga however parried his papa hand and hugged Airin tighter and tighter.

"Don't be crazy, Rin,"

"Yes I'm crazy! I'm crazy to see your mother and you yell at my son in turn!" snapped Airin, staring at the sharp Angga.