Don't Distinguish Me

Applying to Anisa

After Anisa finished putting food and drinks on the table, Ramli did not let her go. He asks Anisa to stay there with them because there is something Imron wants to talk about.

"Look, Mr. Ramli, Miss Dewi, my arrival here is to propose to Anisa."

Suddenly, Dewi and Anisa were surprised because suddenly this old man proposed to Anisa. Does he not have glass so forget that currently Anisa is more suitable to be her grandson?

"Sorry, sir, are you not wrong? Our son is different in age from decades with the Father. Even my husband and I are the same age as the father's son," said Dewi as polite as possible.

"Yes, I know. I want to have a young wife again. And Anisa is the right girl for me."

"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept your application. Our son will marry a man of his age, not a man who deserves to be his grandfather." The goddess stared flatly at Imron who was just smiling faintly.

"Oh yeah? That's your opinion. But, what about Ramli?" Imron turned to Ramli who was currently bowed with cold sweat that had soaked his body and face.

"Mother doesn't have to ask my husband. Obviously my husband would definitely reject it."

"Oh, no papa, let's just accept Mr. Imron's proposal. He is a good and responsible person. If anyone has good intentions proposing to our child, why not just accept it?" ramli said with a doubtful look. Trying to shake off her current nervousness.

Actually, before his wife came and joined them earlier, Imron told Ramli that he could pay off his debt if Ramli wanted to hand Anisa over to Imron.

At first Ramli hesitated. However, because he was currently clucking, he agreed to it. However, he wants Imron to pretend to propose to Anisa so that the true events are unknown to his wife.

"What's? You're crazy, aren't you, Mom? You accepted an old man like Mr Imron? His wife was three? Where's your common sense?" The goddess looked at Ramli sharply.

"But there's nothing wrong if we accept Mr. Imron's proposal because he can improve the degree of our family."

"Crazy for you, Mom! I had a hard time raising Anisa. Educate her to be a polite and good-natured girl, you can leave it to a big old man like Mr Imron!" The goddess snorted annoyed. He also turned to Imron who is currently holding his patience because of the words of old bangka who many times the Goddess hurled.

"Sir, sorry, yes. Even if I will marry my son to raise our degrees, in the market there are many who like him. Even richer than my father! Should have been self-conscious, sir. I'm old enough to want a girl."

"Hell, dong! Let Anisa marry Imron! Anyway, I accepted this proposal!" Ramli insisted his real choice was coercion.

"But, well, Nisa doesn't want to be married to...." Anisa hung up her sentence as she looked at the disgusting gaze from Imron who was looking at her body from headscarf to toe.

"Nisa, this is your form of sacrifice to us. Don't you want to refund the cost you spent on your surgery first? Now it's time for you to return it by accepting Mr Imron's proposal. He will give you a lot of money. After that I won't discriminate between you and Salsa anymore."

"Stop, Ramli! You don't deserve to be called Dad!" The wrathful goddess stood up and stared intently at her husband. She did not expect that her husband would do this to them.

"And Father, please get out of this house because you did not accept your proposal!" The goddess banished Imron with her hands pointing towards the door.

Imron who had been burned with emotion because of the Goddess's behavior immediately revealed the purpose and purpose of coming to this house.

"Yes, if so, now return the money your husband borrowed from me or your land letter will be mine!"

Like a lightning bolt when the Goddess heard that the earth letter she had been looking for some time ago turned out to have changed hands to this one land leech.

She looked up and looked at her husband for an explanation.

"I'm sorry, Buk. Dad pawned the mother's land certificate secretly to invest. But, Dad's got a trick. And this must be because of Anisa, Buk. Because of Dad's timeliness, it coincides with Anisa's birthday."

"Sir Imron, now you leave this house and take the land. I don't care anymore!" The goddess has driven Imron back.

"Eh, can't, Goddess Ma'am! What is paid if this land letter I take is just the subject. The interest has not been paid. The flowers are twenty percent per month. It's been four months. So, the total interest is sixty-four million! It was in a written agreement when Ramli borrowed. If you can't pay it off, then Anisa I'll take her and I'll marry you!"

The goddess did not believe what she heard. This old jackfruit blood leech apparently has a sneaky game to get a lot of money from the citizens who are busy. How many years ago their neighbors sold their house because they had a debt to Imron. The flowers are very large and obviously harm anyone who borrows them.

"I don't have that kind of money, sir. Give me some time. I'll sell my shirt shop."

"Buk, no, dong! If we sell, what about our lives? Just relying on your salary is not enough!" Ramli interrupted.

"Wildamah! Let's be miserable! This is what you want, right?" The goddess glared sharply at Ramli.

"I can't wait anymore. Come on, now get Anisa!" Imron ordered two examples to take Anisa by force.

Anisa rebelled while crying asking to be released. The goddess helped release Anisa but her strength was only a quarter of the power of one crybaby.

"Oh, Nisa doesn't want to! Please Nisa!" Anisa shouted as the two ticks managed to take her out.

Salsa who had heard their conversation had only filmed it from afar. He just made it as a video with this beautiful moment if you want to remember it again later.

Ramli looks confused and resigned amid the screams and cries of his wife and child. Neighbors and other residents who heard the commotion went out to watch what happened.

Anisa saw crying while trying to escape from the two tiles.

"Eh, why Nisa?" ask Bu Asih who came closer.

"It's not Mom's business! She'll be my wife!"

"Sir, don't do it, dong! Anisa's wrong what?"

"His father is indebted and unable to pay. So I'll take Anisa as her forest ransom!"

"How much is the debt, sir?"

"Sixty-four million plus land certificates are not returned!"

"Sir, wait a minute let me take my money at my sodara house! I have that kind of money! Don't take Anisa!"

Imron looks upset, even though he has raised the interest of Ramli's debt to pressure him to get Anisa, in fact there are still people who want to save the girl.

"No! If you want to now! Love me! If no one get out there!" Imron again walked with his two tiles that still carry Anisa.

But suddenly, a luxury car stopped right in front of Anisa's house. A man in an expensive suit and sunglasses got out of the car with a black suitcase.

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