Cute Girl Beloved Playboy

Eps. 58. Jealous of Rissa

After that, I thought everything would be fine. But the truth is, whether it's true or just my feelings. I felt forgotten, everyone paid more attention to Rissa. Whether it's mom, dad, Zain, Bang Refan, even Reno.

There was a speck of envy present within me, seeing how they loved Rissa. I don't know for sure, which is clear the feeling began to come when she saw the mother who became increasingly praise Rissa, the father who often pampered Rissa from me, and Reno is getting more and more changed. I don't know how I feel, or what?

Yesterday, when I was going to school. I, who used to be in Reno's drive to school, was now replaced by Rissa. The girl is now in school at our place. Although soon to be held the second semester exam, the school still accepts, of course, with the cleverness of Rissa and thanks to the hands of the father.

I just stared at the Reno motorcycle that was walking away from me in his yard. It felt tight to see Rissa holding Reno's waist. In the past, I who every morning hugged the waist, joined him to school.

Ever since Reno found out about Rissa, she's been paying more attention to the girl. Either just sympathy or for something else. I don't know.

Lucky Bang Rey came in yesterday so I don't have to look for a taxi in the morning.

Speaking of my marriage to Reno, I won't let you. He strongly opposed it, on the pretext that he did not want his daughter to experience bitter things in married life. But I don't think it's a matter of meaning, as long as Reno and I still love each other. Slightly stunned considering that, would Reno's taste change for me? Doesn't a taste change at any time?

This Sunday, I plan to take Reno for a walk. Whether it's to Rendi's house or anywhere, as long as it goes with her.

A bit of humming stared at himself in the mirror that looked perfect. Then ran downstairs and immediately to Reno's house.

Just wanting to open her voice, Aunt Dewi was already standing at her doorstep.

“Ara ?”

I smiled then shook the hand of Aunt Goddess

“Where's Ren, Ma?”

Aunt Goddess looks confused.

“Lho, Reno didn't say the same Ara ?”

“Say what, Ma?”

“In the morning, Reno went with Rissa, she said she wanted to go to Rendi.”

I'm poignant. Again and again Rissa. Trying to think positively, maybe just today. I smiled even though my heart was tight.

Beware of Aunt Dewi to go home.

Despite being held to all her might, tears still fell. Immediately I accelerated my steps towards home.

Slammed himself on the bed, and took out all the burdens I felt. Why is it like this, huh, God?

The ringing of the cell phone distracts me. Definitely Reno. Quickly I got up and immediately grabbed the phone.

Smile fade. Not Reno. Notification only from Telkomsel. What the fuck?

The movement of the hands stopped when the phone rang again. Bang Rey's.

“Ya, Bang?”

“Again where?”

“Ara at home, Bang.”

“Tumben, usually go with Reno.”

I smiled wryly, slightly twisting the end of the blanket.

“Ga why-why, Bang.”

“Oh, yes. What did you call Ara ?” my continue.

“Not what, can't you?”

“Bby kok.”

There was a noise at the end there.

“Actually there are brothers who want cincin.”

“What?”

“Ara is dead, right?”

I nodded, even though I knew he couldn't see it.

“Where to attend college in Australia?”

Australia's? Doesn't that mean being away from the family and Reno?

Wanted to refuse but wasn't good at bang Rey. After all, studying in Australia is expensive, unless you get a scholarship.

“Ya already, later brother wait news.”

Tutt's!

Dead call.

Back to bed. Staring at the phone screen, scrolling on registered contacts. Reno.

[Where is it?] The message I sent.

Even though he knows where. I just wanted to send him a message.

[Sir Reno is playing basketball.]

[This who?]

[It's Rissa, sis.]

Again he. Throwing my phone in bed. Why did Reno easily hand over her phone to Rissa.

***

“It feels so good, Darling.” So grandma said praising Rissa's cooking.

“Iya, very good, not like Ara can not cook.” Bang Refan smiled mockingly.

I know he just meant to joke. But I still feel no better than Rissa.

“Boiled noodle soup.”

Enough already! I don't like being compared.

Brak!

I'm standing. Everyone's staring at me. Silent. Only my breath could be heard after I hit the table. I looked at them one by one, starting from mother, father, Bang Refan, Zain and also the girl.

“Why are you always different from Rissa?!”

“Can't cook! Whaah! All of you are different!”

Mother stood looking at me sharply. Wh why? I was right, they always set me apart from that girl.

“Enough Ara ! Refan is just kidding!”

I laughed blandly, returning Mother's gaze. I hold back the tears that will come out, I won't cry anymore!

“Do you not feel?! You guys don't pay attention to Ara anymore ! Grandma ! Daddy's! Bang Refan ! Zayn! Reno! You all changed!” my yelling.

“You're overrated, Ara !” There was a furious tone in my mother's words.

“Excessive? Haha, Ara is overkill! You guys don't like it? Oh, Ara forgot, grandma doesn't like spoiled Ara, does she? Okay fine! From now on, don't consider Ara your daughter! Dad too! Take care of your girls! Because Ara knows, I never loved Ara ! I love Rissa! Fine.”

After taking out the pieces I held. I immediately ran away from the dining room. Let me starve tonight, as long as I no longer hold back the claustrophobicity in the eyes. I hate! Hate you!

Brak!

I closed the door rough. Immediately hit the bed, put the head in the crevices of the pillow, cry as long as I want.

Don't they think they're not paying attention to me anymore. Bang Refan ! I remember when I wanted to take her to the mini market last week. What reason?

“Ara take a taxi, brother want nganterin Rissa buy clothes first.”

As soon as the answer. Either Rissa buy clothes, buy pants, buy uniforms, all Rissa and Rissa. I don't hate him, it's just that I .. envy. Iri saw her who was always close to grandma, with dad. In fact, you never took me for a walk or where, but Rissa? That girl has been with dad many times.

Am I being too excessive? I guess not. Mother who changed, first every morning he will take the time to wipe my head. Now no, never again. No more good night to him, no more good morning to him. What is my attitude like this called exaggeration?

If I change, will his love come back? If it were, I would change.

Get out of bed to the balcony of the room. Seen across there, Reno's room lights haven't gone out yet. Doesn't he miss me? This whole day he didn't say hello to me.

I sat my butt on the couch on the balcony, staring at the moonlit sky, but unfortunately the stars seemed to dim and then disappear, going away no longer accompany the moon. Exactly with me, they all slowly drifted away, leaving me.

Looking back at Reno's room from a distance. Lamp's out. Maybe he's asleep. Never mind, what do I expect? He came and greeted me? Haha, it feels impossible, if it is true, why not just now? Does he not have time for me anymore? I don't know.

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