My Mother-in-Law Tried to Control Me… Until My Mother Showed Up Watch What Happened Next !!
“Good afternoon, the woman who gave birth to my lovely angel. How are you doing, Ma?”
“I’m good, my dear. We give God all the glory. I’m here to relax my mind and spend some time with my daughter.”
“We’re so happy to have you, Mom. Well, Mom, I’m sure Judith told you my mother is also here spending some time with us. Let me call her to come and greet you.”
“Okay, dear. Go ahead.”
“All right. One moment. Mom, she’s here.”
“Who is here?”
“Judith’s mother. I told you she was coming over.”
“Yes, that’s true. I hope she’s not staying too long.”
“I don’t know, Mom. Let’s just go greet her first.”
“Good afternoon, Mrs. Stanley. It’s been a long time.”
“Yes, it has. I hope all is well with you.”
“Yes, of course. I just came to spend some time with my baby girl. I’ve missed her so much.”
“That’s wonderful news. We can have a family picnic. How long are you staying for?”
“I really don’t know. Whenever my daughter asks me to leave, then I’ll leave.”
“Okay, let me leave you both alone.”
“Did you hear what she said? She said she will leave when her daughter asks her to. Henry, you know I love my privacy. She must not stay more than a week here. Talk to your wife.”
“Yes, Mom, I know. Don’t worry, she won’t stay long at all.”
“Judith, my clothes have been in the laundry since yesterday. Go ahead and wash them. Don’t use the washing machine—it will spoil them. Wash them by hand.”
“Okay, Mama.”
“What do you mean, okay? Why did Henry buy the washing machine? Isn’t it to make washing easier? So you want her to stress herself when there’s an easier way to do things?”
“She married my son, and it is her right and duty to do as I say without questioning me.”
“Is she the one who paid the bride price, or was it my son? Please don’t get me upset.”
“Mom, can you see for yourself everything I’ve been saying? I’m tired. Let me just wash the clothes so there can be peace.”
“Judith, don’t get me angry. You want to wash what? If she wanted a maid, let her go and hire one. You are his wife, not his mother’s personal maid. She saw me here and still had the guts to say that rubbish. Since your husband can’t fight for you, I will.”
“Henry, Judith’s mother is getting on my nerves. Imagine what she told me.”
“Mom, please calm down. What happened?”
“I asked Judith to wash my clothes by hand, and her mother told her not to.”
“But Mom, why by hand when there is a washing machine?”
“And so what? Don’t you know that a machine doesn’t wash clothes properly? I want her to wash them for me immediately.”
“Mom, bring the clothes. I’ll take them to the dry cleaner.”
“I don’t want you to take them anywhere. She must wash them. What is her job in this house? Ever since her mother came, she has relaxed as if she owns the house.”
“Mom, please don’t drag this any further. I don’t want any issues with her mother. Just bring the clothes. Let me handle it.”
“Henry, Henry, I don’t like all this. You’re pampering that girl too much.”
“Where are you going this early in the morning?”
“Mama, good morning. My mother and I are going out for some beauty treatment.”
“Are you joking or are you serious? Who is going to cook breakfast? Do you want to leave the house without making breakfast for this family?”
“And that is why you are here. Since you have refused to leave your son’s house and you love him so much, go ahead and prepare breakfast for yourself and your son.”
“This is her husband’s house, and she is not being a responsible wife. Your husband hasn’t eaten, and you want to leave the house?”
“Yes, this is her husband’s house. If it were only her and her husband, she would have no problem cooking for him. But since you are here and have come to teach her how to be a good wife, why don’t you lead by example? Go ahead and cook for your son, since you seem so eager to join their marriage as a second wife.”
“Rubbish!”
“Mom, I loved how you handled that situation. Trust me, very soon she will be the one to pack her bags and leave. Why doesn’t she want to go to her husband’s house? Or is he driving her away from there?”
“I really don’t know. She is just too attached to Henry, and I’ve spoken to him several times about it. He’s afraid to stand up to her. We have to come up with a plan to set things right.”
“Who does she think she is? So now it is a crime to send my daughter-in-law on errands? She wants to fight me in my son’s house. My son must hear about this.”
“Henry, can you imagine? Your wife and her mother left the house this morning, and your wife didn’t prepare breakfast before leaving.”
“Mom, I’m aware. I’ll order something for us to eat.”
“Order breakfast? Are you hearing yourself? When I married your father, I made sure I woke up very early every day to cook fresh food for him. Because he is the man of the house, and he did me a favor by marrying me. So why would you let your wife behave any way she likes when she is supposed to carry both me and you on her head? We are doing her a favor.”
“Mom, please stop all this. I married her, not you. Can you just let her be?”
“So you’re choosing her over me, right? After all I’ve done for you?”
“Mom, it’s not like that, honestly. Just please let her be.”
“I will not. She must do as I say.”
“Welcome, welcome to my son’s humble abode.”
“Wow, his place is so beautiful.”
“I agree. He did a wonderful job with the decoration.”
“Yes, it is lovely. My ladies, sit down and make yourselves at home. Let me get you some refreshments. We have a lot to discuss.”
“Thank you.”
“So, you’re cooking. I have guests over. Can you make some fried chicken and sauce for them? I think there is still juice in the fridge. I don’t want to keep them waiting.”
“Mama, this food is for me and my husband.”
“You and your husband—my son—will eat later. Serve the food you’re preparing to my guests and make another one.”
“No, she will not do that. We have been in this kitchen for over an hour cooking. You didn’t even tell anyone you were having guests over. Who does that? You just brought people into the house without anyone knowing, as if it were your house, and now you’re telling us to give them the food we prepared for ourselves. Sorry, Mama, but your guests will go hungry.”
“My son’s house is also my house. So you cannot tell me what I can and cannot do here. So Judith, you won’t prepare food for my guests, right? No problem. I’ll go and get them some snacks outside.”
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