“Mom, give me the keys to the apartment. Because of you, Alisa comes home late, and I barely get to see my wife”: every single day, his mother would show up at their home

“Mom, give me the keys to our apartment. Because of you, Alisa comes home late, and I barely get to see my wife”: his mother kept showing up at their place every single day

Igor only started taking his wife’s words seriously when he found himself in the exact same situation. Normally, his mother always left before he got home, but now he was on vacation and spending most of his time at the apartment, which meant he began running into her constantly. Every day after five in the evening, Valentina Ivanovna would come over and carry out what felt like a full inspection. On weekends, she sometimes did it twice a day.

She had her own keys, so she never called ahead and never asked whether it was a good time to come. She could hardly stand her daughter-in-law, and the food Alisa cooked became the main target of her criticism. Valentina Ivanovna did not stop at peeking into pots and pans — she also threw away anything she disapproved of. Alisa had started staying at work as late as possible just to avoid more arguments with her mother-in-law.

Before long, Igor decided he had had enough. His mother was once again rummaging through the refrigerator and complaining:

“What is this supposed to be, soup? Who cooks like this? There’s not even any proper meat in it! Your Alisa is no homemaker at all. You can’t feed a husband this way.”

Igor finally snapped.

“Mom, I’m perfectly fine with it. Alisa and I don’t like a lot of meat, and I’m the one who asked her to use less. Stop going through our food.”

Valentina Ivanovna pressed her lips together.

“Oh, really? In two years of marriage, you’ve lost ten kilos! Your wife doesn’t take care of you. Who is supposed to look after you if not your wife? Your mother does! And this is the thanks I get…”

“Mom, I simply lost extra weight. Who said being overweight is a good thing? Don’t you understand that your вмешательство me? Why did you throw away an entire bag of groceries yesterday? We paid for that food.”

His mother frowned.

“It was all chemicals anyway!”

“Mom, give me the apartment keys. Because of you, Alisa comes home late, and I hardly see my wife anymore. Just give them to me.”

“What?!”

“Do you want me to repeat it?”

Offended, she threw the keys onto the table and stormed out with wounded pride. When Alisa came home, she found her husband sitting on a chair with his arms hanging helplessly.

“Igorek, what happened? Did your mother come again? What was she unhappy about this time?”

Igor gave a sad shrug and pointed at the table, where the keys were lying. The moment Alisa realized her mother-in-law would no longer be dropping by all the time, she was so happy she could barely stop herself from dancing.

One line in your source came through as “Don’t you understand that your вмешательство me?” because the original text appears to have been partially broken there. The intended meaning is clearly: “Don’t you understand that your interference is driving me crazy?”

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