Bathroom In Law

        My husband is my first and only boyfriend I ever had. I just too commited and ignored all the red flag and marry him. Well my husband is not a red flag, his family is. My family is not perfect, I don't even know if my family better than his or not. I don't have right to judge. So, because of this naive heart, we married. I don't know what kind of family I thrust into. My family had their flaw, but his family is another level of headpain and source of my trauma.

      First three years of marriage, Im totally fine. Not enterelly happy but I have my own money, own job, cute son and loving husband, so Im comfortable with my situation. My husband never push me to visit his family often. Only on Christmas and another holiday, and usually never more than four days. 

      And like storm after calm, my mom suddenly told us that she got cancer. That the start of my misery and everything just like spiralling down. First of all, I found out Im pregnant with my second child. I hardly do my job. My mom keep collapse and I spent my day at hospital, go to my office at night. My sister only come to hospital after 8 pm. I had to go to my office at night to finish my job, and comeback at 6 in the morning so I can come hospital at 9 am. Come home just to find my son already asleep and my job not finish yet. My boss angry at me, my health decreased, lack of sleep and my husband not help me much. My pregnancy made everything more painful. When my mom died later, I feel regret and pain. And I know this will be the last string of my sanity. 

        Lack of sleep at night, bad performance at work. Big belly and still grieving over my mom. My boss snapped and throw a calculator on me. Almost hit my stomach. She made me stand for hours when listen her tormenting me. I almost lost my child and my doctor force me to bed rest for ten days, my pregnancy reached 8 month that time. Three weeks before my labour, I made my wildest step in my life. I refuse to work. I sent my boss a message that I no longer can work for her and really sorry of all my mistake. My kids more important.

      My husband suggested that better for me to live with her mom since Im jobless now and don't have money to pay housekeeper and nanny like before. My grandma don't agree with that. She told me that I can find another job after giving birth and she will help take care my first son. But I don't want burden her. She old enough to take care of herself, let alone a toddler. So I agree with my husband and moved out of town. Live with my mother in law. That how my nightmare come to life.

       At first, my MIL and SIL seem welcoming us. They spent a lot with my son. Like pure joy. First full week my husband in my side. Taken care of me and forbid me do the cores. Until my husband go for work, out of the town. I do laundry, dish, help my MIL in the kitchen, take care of my kids. My MIL give all the job to me. She only cooking cause my cooking skill is bad. With big belly I go to 3th floor to driying the clothes. All family clothes. My son don't want leave me. So this an excuse to not taking care my son. I really want to take care of him, but I don't have time to do that. The cores is damn much, and if she saw me playing with my kid for a while, she will make a disasterous sound. Like throw something, put the plate as harsh as possible. Make a noise, distrubing mumbling. Give me silent treatment. She do that in the next day. Based on that I never stop just to play with my kid. Just made sure he it and bath. I don't know the rest. The cores trapped me. This condition made my labour come 5 days earlier.