Don't Distinguish Me

Do It Yourself

Next day.

Anisa who has woken up confused what to do because her mother does not allow her to clean the house. He had just finished performing the dawn prayer. He who was used to doing morning activities also chose to clean his room. Tidying up the contents of his closet, to compile his story books based on color.

As the sun grew more visible, she came out of her room to see what her mother was doing. The Goddess is cooking in. Anisa looks very nervous to see the messy clothes in the clothes basket. The living room is still messy and also the floor that still leaves a little dust. Not to mention the state of the kitchen is quite messy with a lot of dirty dishes that have not been washed.

"Mom, what else to cook?" Anisa ventured to approach her mother. His hands were already restless as he wanted to hold onto the entire work in this house.

"Just fried rice. You take a bath there, son, let's have breakfast together."

"Mom, the same house kitchen is still a mess huh? It's okay if Nisa..."

"No! Did you hear what Mom said yesterday? You can't do this homework other than your own!" ketus Goddess. He felt annoyed if Anisa mentioned about the homework that he really should not do anymore.

"Who else does it work for, Mom?"

"You don't worry. This house won't be run by your sister. It could get messy. Dad said he was looking for someone who would help here."

"Huh? Who, Mom?"

"Bak Devi, whose house is on the front end of it."

"But, Mom, it's Miss Devi..."

"Yes, he likes to gossip. But we don't have any other choice because he's the only one who wants to work in this house."

Anisa scrunched her forehead hearing the mother's words. Why would only Devi want to? There are a lot of people in the complex who need this job.

"Last night I immediately found someone who would clean our house. He said that everyone he bargained for refused except Devi. I didn't say why. But, I've heard from mothers in the stall that they don't like Salsa that is not polite. So, it can be concluded that if they work here, then Salsa will behave arbitrarily."

Anisa just nodded. She no longer wanted to offer herself because she would be angry.

He took a shower and washed his clothes and dried them. He came to the dining room dressed in full clothes.

Throughout breakfast, Anisa repeatedly glanced at the dirty dishes and the messy state of the kitchen.

"Udah, don't be ignored! Want you to beg me like I'm not gonna let you clean this house!"

"Why, anyway, Mom? The Aniseans want to, really."

The goddess turned her head and looked at Ramli. "I don't want to talk about this anymore, yeah."

"No need! You've brought a cleaner."

"But baby the money. The pay should be enough..."

"Make what? Jajan Salsa, his foya-foya? Why don't you use your own child's sloppy money," face the cynical Goddess.

"Mom, I've never been lazy Nisa." Nisa dismissed her mother's accusations.

"Udah, diem! Now you eat and go to work. No one talks about this anymore."

They both nodded and refocused on the food. Ramli is still visibly upset by his chatter with some of the mothers he met last night.

"No, ah, sir, Salsa judes, you'll have a big grumble."

"Well, I don't want that, sir. Salsa is like pedes."

"I can't, sir. I'm afraid of the same heartache as Salsa."

That was the answer from the mothers he met. All gave up Salsa when the boy was in his youth. It is still labile, but they should be able to understand it.

When he meets Devi. The woman with one child said she was willing to work at Ramli's house because she was immune to the nagging of her former employer.

"Sir, why do you want ART?" ask Devi.

"Anisa doesn't want to hold the housework anymore."

"Oh good, deh."

"Good cow?"

"I told her she was always made Salsa. Especially now that he is working. Where to run the house."

"When are you talking?"

"I've seen Anisa being yelled at by Salsa when she was again drying her clothes. There Salsa told Anisa to cepet because she wanted to be told to make food. I was really excited about Salsa. Anisa really has that adek kayak."

"God, maybe at that time Anisa again made a mistake with Salsa so she was angry. Anyway, tomorrow morning you come and you can go home when the job is done."

Ramli looked at Anisa who was enjoying her breakfast. 'If you are not the source of the decline of Dad's sustenance, surely at this time Dad will not be gini with you. Salsa is the only source of Dad's sustenance. While you when you were a child have made father and mother miserable, his mind to make the reader emotional.