Don't Distinguish Me

Irritatingly

"Nis, this is your sister, isn't it?" tanya Indah while showing her phone to Anisa.

Anisa took a serious look at the beautiful cell phone to recognize the girl who was dancing while drinking alcohol.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim, this is Salsa. How he thinks gini. I just thought I was acting weird." Anisa for her mouth can't believe seeing her sister's behavior.

"Why is Salsa really like this. Is your father really spoiling him too much and justifying whatever he's doing?" tanya Indah while putting her phone back into the bag.

"Mbak, sorry, yeah. Actually, I've been squirming Salsa back and forth in the nightclub with his friends and some guys," said Sela as she approached them when she finished washing.

"What's? When did you see him, Sel?" anisa asked half surprised.

"A few weeks ago. When I bought things at the store in front of the nightclub. I squirm she's wearing sexy clothes while being held by some men."

"Astaghfirullah, O Allah, Salsa." Anisa looked disappointed while closing her mouth. He did not expect his sister would fall into a free association like this. Was this the result of his father overindulging him?

"Udah, Nis, don't think too much. He must have sprayed your mother. Anyone knows that your mother is already furious, no one will dare to volunteer or anything nearby will float." Beautifully reminded. He had witnessed the Goddess quarrel with a watch dealer who at that time insulted him as a treasure mad woman for being too diligent to work.

In an instant, several statues of mannequins still wearing clothes flew straight towards the watchman. Not only that, he also threw sandals and sticks that are usually made to take clothes hanging above.

And after that, the watchman apologized many times and promised never to insult the Goddess again.

"Yes, Ma'am, thank you. I'm just worried about Salsa if she doesn't stop this bad habit."

"You're why you're still paying attention to him. Obviously your father just loves him. While you look really favoritism." Beautiful again reminds Anisa of unpleasant moments.

At that time, Salsa who had just returned from school took shelter in the mother's clothing store because of the rain. His condition was carrying a motorcycle and not wearing a coat because of embarrassment was considered like mothers.

Ramli and Anisa pick Salsa up to the market with a car. And when she came home, Anisa was told to bring a Salsa motorcycle with a coat. At that time, his mother was not in the store because she was shopping for the needs of the store.

Anisa is riding her motorcycle in the rain. While his father who had left him far away apparently stopped by the meatball stall and ate with Salsa. As he passed by the meatball stall, he saw clearly the father and son were enjoying a warm meal in the midst of the bad weather.

And when they got home, Anisa just smiled bitterly seeing no pack of meatballs brought for her.

In fact, Ramli did not ask if Anisa was cold or sick. The one who is spoiled is still Salsa. Ramli tells Anisa to make hot chocolate for Salsa.

Anisa shook her head a few times to throw away that shadow of the past since this was not the right time to think about the pain in her heart.

***

In the evening, Ramli goes to a coffee shop to have coffee with his friends. They are Mr. Edi and Mr. Bayu, close friends of Ramli since he was young. Their friendship is still familiar today because the three still live in the same place.

"Don't you already know about Salsa viral," said Bayu.

"Yes, I've seen my son's video. Still not finished thinking, how could he like that. He must have been influenced by his friends or again in a sad state, so take him out to the nightclub." Ramli sighed softly.

Edi and Bayu looked at each other. Do not understand the way their friend's mind that even defends the child when in fact the child is wrong.

"Have you ever been angry with Salsa?" ask Edi.

"No. I could never scold him. After all, he was the source of sustenance in my family so I could be like this. Not like her brother who just makes our family difficult and miserable."

Edi and Bayu looked back. It is very desirable for them to bang Ramli's head against the wall of the stall made of boards so as to realize that it is not a good thing when parents discriminate children.

"Masa, anyway? How can you have such an ancient mind? All the children are the bearers of their parents' sustenance. Just because Anisa was sick as a child and cost a lot, you consider her a sustenance breaker. Whereas when you accepted being a PNS when your second child was born, you seemed to assume that it was luck that you got because of his birth? You're wrong Ram." Bayu tried to remind.

"Don't you know what you guys are? You guys have never felt how miserable we used to be when we owe it here and there for Anisa's operating expenses. Even me and the Goddess once only ate with rice and crackers. It must be because of Anisa." Ramli still insisted with his ancient mind.

"Ram, my first child went back and forth to the hospital and cost me a lot as a child. But I never thought of him as a sustenance breaker. Even now he is a doctor. She always gives her mother jewelry every month."

"Yes that's you. Same with me."

"Ram, even though Anisa is like a prima donna in this complex. All parents who have a son always want to make him a son-in-law. Because what? Because he's kind, kind, and friendly. Not like Salsa's famous males." An upset Bayu tries to open Ramli's mind.

"You don't carelessly talk dong. Salsa is not males. I did get used to him being spoiled from childhood because he deserved it."

"Whatever, man, Ram. Yes, hopefully Salsa can mate rich people, so he does not have to be tired of doing homework."

"Indeed, Salsa I went to high school so I could have a rich and well-established husband. She must get a decent life because it could be that she will be the source of her husband's fortune later. Just like I got sustenance because of him."

Edi and Bayu could only look at each other. They no longer want to respond because there will be no end. Ramli will never want to if his second child is to blame.

Meanwhile...

"Oh so this is the address where he lives?" tanya Bagas while looking at the photo of Anisa candidly taken by her man.

"Yes, Mr. boss. She's never had a boyfriend either."

"I'm getting interested. Keep watching him. Either way, I want to get it."

Bagas smiled as he continued to look at the photo of Anisa. This woman was indeed the ideal type she had been looking for all this time.