The day I got to know him, my mother repeatedly called and advised me: "I don't see how my family and their house are disproportionate, I take it home and I'm afraid they will despise and bullying is very hard." I told her that I would think and sometimes I would say goodbye to him, but my husband insisted. He told me he loved me but he didn't need my money, but I had to take care of those things.
The day I went to his house to play, his mother also said it was straightforward that our family was not subject to postings. Your son is a Hanoi boy who cannot marry a provincial daughter like you. At that time, I was very narcissistic, so I came back, this time I was determined to part with him but still like many other times he was miserable and begged to come to my place to convince me every day.
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The relationship used for 5 months when he told his mother to agree to let me marry him before I nodded back. Although still sad about his mother's words, I still love him so I can't give up.
We celebrated the wedding three months later, with the family people saw the daughter getting rich, the parents were very happy and my parents were worried that their children were being treated badly. I returned to his wife's house, got him to sleep at night and watched him laugh every day, but in return I was estranged from my mother-in-law and made it difficult.
Many days to make a late traffic jam, I still have to rush to cook rice to clean and wash until late at night. Although she is still young, she does not work at home, including the marriage of her daughter-in-law. I cook whatever she cooks, but she ends up eating the most.
The house has a washing machine, it is crowded, but she insinuates that it costs money to make water, so I have to wash my hands. In front of her husband, he always treated me so well that he thought that the mother-in-law-in-law relationship was very good, but she treated me with no respect. Everyday, the thing she loved most was going to sit and talk badly about her daughter-in-law from the beginning to the end of the lane.
My husband used to go to work, so many nights I could only hold my knees and cry. From the day of my husband's marriage, I have not slept well, and the work is done until 11 am. My husband is lazy, his mother-in-law loses it. At 5:00 am, I had to scoop up my clothes to clean up the cooking market.
Many times my husband returned to his chest and cried, maybe his husband understood that his wife suffered many warm memories but did not know what to do. Every time my parents called me up and asked about my life, I still lied to her, but I was not really good. Having married her husband for almost 2 years and having just visited her parents once, how much money she can make, she is able to serve her husband's and family's meals. Although their families are rich, never her mother-in-law gives her daughter-in-law a 1,000-day market, her father-in-law is also afraid of her mother, so there is no voice in the house.
Sometimes I was so tired that I could not breathe, even though the stifling life as hell had now been tiring but I still tried to endure it. Things just became watery when my mother went to the city to play.
That day, she came from her hometown to carry her armpits, carrying all sorts of things to impregnate her daughter. My mother was small, old and bold, so she didn't look like her mother-in-law. That weekend I stayed at home, while I was cleaning, she called me down. I happily ran downstairs, when my father-in-law said:
- My mom came to play Dad.
I believe my mother-in-law stood in the room, but when my mother came to the living room before she could sit on the chair, the mother-in-law stood on the stairs and said:
- This house does not have money to beg, she goes outside to loosen the house.
My mother stood in a daze as if she was confused, ashamed, her thin hands clasping the fluttering voice of her voice saying:
- Hi, lady, this is me. I apologize for coming up without warning, I . I .
- Oh, you know, I am sorry. I mistook, she sympathized.
At that time, I stood in the kitchen wiping my tears, thinking about loving my mother. Looking at her in a crouched position, she crouched in the magnificent house but lacking in love. At that time, I tried to resist acting like I had not heard anything so my mother would not be awkward. At that time, I prepared my mother's meal and only ate half a bowl, my mother-in-law kept it at that and made my blood rise to my brain but I still tried to resist it because if I was harsh or said it again, it would only make my mother sad.
That afternoon my husband came home early, I asked permission to go home with my mother because my mother insisted on staying. My mother-in-law seemed unwilling to let me go, but I still excused myself to go home. On the bus I texted my husband:
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- The divorce application I left in the desk, I love you but I'm sorry I can't stand your mother anymore. His mother humiliates her, but she still humiliates her mother. In fact, I can't stand it, watching my mother tear up because of my mother's words and my heart is broken. If you can't stay alone, I divorce you, I don't need anything just need this child. Well, I won't go back to that house anymore, see you in court.
After I finished, I turned off the phone, looked over my mother to see that my mother was holding my hand, looking far away from the street, her teary eyes were filled with tears that made my daughter uneasy like me more and more depressed. Growing up has not helped anything for parents who have rushed to get married, so they do not live for happiness and implicate their parents, I have nothing. When I was in tears, my mother gently said:
If you can't stand it, come back to your mother, if you want to cry, just cry without needing it. I will not make you bow to people anymore, nor will you advise yourself to live like that to please their families. Because that kind of mother-in-law, if she had a lifelong bow, wouldn't make them happy.
I hugged my mother crying and crying on the car, it was true that only my mother was my unconditional lover and I understood her best.