Don't Distinguish Me

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The goddess hurried home. He drove his motorcycle very fast. His sour face made him unable to greet the people he knew all the way back home.

On the other hand, Anisa is busy serving customers in her stall because it is currently lunch hour. Not only people who trade in the market, people from outside also come just to enjoy the taste of the delicious cuisine.

Now he was no longer troubled by having one more person helping him. Her name is Sela. If Indah has a strong physique, then Sela has a painstaking hand. He was in charge of taking down customer orders and also washing dishes of their food and beverages. While the cooking is still beautiful and Anisa.

Dewi had arrived in front of her house when Devi who had just finished doing homework and was about to go home.

"Mother Goddess, come home for lunch, ma'am? I was already a masakin..."

"Yes, I want to eat. Thanks, yes, Dev, now you can go home," said Miss Dewi held back furious. His face still looks unfriendly.

Devi who was astonished still chose to go home and did not ask much because it seemed like the Goddess was not feeling well.

Upon arrival inside the house, the Goddess headed straight for Salsa's unlocked room. The queen was lying on the bed playing her phone and listening through a headset.

Seeing the arrival of the mother who was not sleepy first made Salsa angry and immediately opened the headset and put her phone on the bed with the origin.

"Oh, you can't go into that person's room just tap!" salsa was upset.

"Diem, you! Now you're clear on what this means!" The goddess showed Salsa her phone screen.

Salsa's eyes are perfectly patterned when he sees a video that is currently turned out to be a warm conversation. No, not the video that Bu Asih took a while ago. In fact, the video is not yet effective because Bu Asih is not good at editing and uploading plain videos without backsound or words. There are some viral videos with a plain concept. However, because the camera of the Bu Asih phone that is less clear makes netizens reluctant to look until it is finished.

"Oh, where did you get this?" Salsa stood up from the bed and stared worriedly.

"So this is your behavior with your useless friends, ha?!"

Salsa was terrified because her mother was very angry. She was horrified to see her mother who had clenched her hands tightly. He was just afraid of a slap hovering on his smooth cheek the former dimasker was on. He glanced at the wall clock. Obviously this is the time his father came home because at work the father was having an event that did not take long.

"Since when do you like dugem kayak gini, ha?" The goddess again snapped at Salsa who was getting more and more frightened. Without his father, he could do nothing.

"Oh, that's Salsa being forced into a nightclub and intoxicated. Salsa really doesn't. But, they're cursed and ask Salsa to drink a lot." Salsa tried to explain to her that she wanted to understand.

"Don't lie, Sa. Although Mom is a little clumsy, but I know how to listen to the contents of the video and read the comments column. Your friend who uploaded this video told you to stop drinking. However, you keep drinking and say they are cemen for not wanting to drink as much as you! Keep going! In the comments, a lot of people know you and say that you were the club's queen that night! It's evident that you go there a lot, right?"

Salsa was unable to dwell anymore because her mother could not be deceived like her father. She just cried and lowered her head hoping that Dad would come home soon.

"What's up, this?" Suddenly the sound of Ramli standing in the doorway watched his son and wife who were in a bad mood.

"Dad." Salsa approached her father crying.

"Dad, Salsa tau Salsa is wrong. Salsa apologizes."

The goddess turned towards them with a sharp look. Salsa was smart to reverse the situation by apologizing first to the father before the Goddess told the truth.

"Your son gets drunk in nightclubs. Here's the video." The goddess directly showed the video rather than protracted in this drama.

Ramli was surprised to see his son's behavior that was out of bounds. "It's really you, Sa?" ask Ramli who doesn't believe what he saw.

"Well, Salsa's sorry. Salsa promises will not repeat."

"That's a great printer, yeah. In front of your mother, you defended yourself and did not want to be blamed. But, in front of your father you apologized like this!" The eyes of the Goddess grew increasingly sharp.

"Oh, no, Salsa's sorry, right? Why should it be extended?"

"What did you say, Mom? Apologizing? Continue with an apology the problem is over? How do I feel ashamed of my friends in the market! They discussed Salsa's actions. Why can't she be like Anisa."

"Oh, come on, is it angry like this that the video will disappear? There's no point in getting angry, it'll just make you hypertensive."

"Yes, right, having children and husbands like you is really a test of patience. Always have high blood! You are indeed suitable as a father and son because you have a selfish nature and irritate!"

"Buk, dong. Don't keep going, Cassian Salsa."

"As far as you are, my. At most you yourself will be ashamed in front of your friends because of your own son." The goddess stared cynically.

"And you, Sa, once again you make me believe, I won't forgive you!"

With feelings that are still emotional, Dewi went to the market without lunch first because she was still really emotional.

Arriving at the market, Dewi immediately went to meet Anisa who was tidying the customer's dining table.

"Hol, where? Did mom eat? Anisa make it, yeah."

The goddess who saw how considerate and gentle the child seemed to be able to dampen her anger at this moment. She smiled looking at Anisa who was very kind and considerate like this.

"No, then later. Look at your attention to Mom, I'm already grinning." The goddess smiled as she rubbed the child's head.

The words of the Goddess made Anisa astonished. However, he tried not to ask more because he knew that if the mother said this, it meant that her heart was upset and enveloped in emotion.