2 weeks ago I went to Donggala, a small city in Mid Sulawesi. It's my bf hometown. I stayed there for almost 2 weeks and I got lots of things. They can be some review for my complex life.
But it was not like a common vacation. Even I was in my holiday, but in working days, I helped my bf and his parents at their business shop. It sells anything. Just name it and they will provide it for you. At first, I had objection since I was planning to enjoy my holiday and didn't want to work. But I felt terrible. I learned something. This shop will be mine someday (if I get married with my bf) and I have to know this shop more. Learn about the goods, the warehouses and the systems.
Then I had some a competition with the other daughter-in-laws. She can cook and the taste is quite nice. Also she can clean the house, do the laundry and wash the dishes. What a perfect wife. I lost my self esteem, my confident. I'm afraid that my future parents-in-law will love her more and will compare both of us. That's why I hate her so much.
But one day, something happened. I was in the house with her and my bf's mom. Since I hate of being a bitch, so I started to make a proper conversation with her (most of our previous conversations filled with cynical). Then I realized that she's not that bad. She's nice and she's willing to teach me some recipes (It feels like I got heart attack). Suddenly something crossed my mind. It wasn't her fault that she's better that me in everything. It's my own fault. I'm the one who don't want to learn how to cook, how to clean the house, how to wash the dishes or do the laundry. I have a working woman in my mind set. Fortunately, I still have time to learn those. My goal is being a complete woman. Half working woman and half wife.
Regarding the parents-in-law, I don't care if they don't like me. I'm trying to do my best to be their good daughter-in-law. Not the best or the perfect daughter-in-law. Hopefully they can love as their own daughter.
