Don't Distinguish Me

I Hate Daddy

Salsa had just returned home from the minimarket to buy her necessities that day. He rode his motorcycle and covered a distance of several hundred meters.

However, he decided to stop at the meatball stall because he wanted to buy his mother the meatball. It just so happened that the mother did not go to the store today because she was not feeling well.

"Mang, wrap two meatballs, yeah. One uses noodles, the other does not," Salsa told the meatball seller who immediately got the authorization.

"Ready, beautiful neng. How alone, anyway? Where's boyfriend? It's a shame you don't have a boyfriend." The meatballs man in his forties seemed interested in the beauty of Salsa. Especially now Salsa everywhere always wearing a hijab. Although in the house she opened her hijab, namu. if out she always uses the hijab.

It seemed like she wanted to be like her brother whom everyone respected. Will these people respect their past?

"So, the brother wants to tempt him. My brother didn't know he was going viral. She is the one who was used as a maid in her own husband's house because she is the same father matre," said one mother who was eating there.

Salsa was surprised that there could be people who immediately cornered him right in front of him.

"Mang, who uses his sambel noodles is separated, yes," said Salsa who tried to shift the conversation so that the topic about him is not constantly discussed.

"Yes, Neng."

"Oh, so this is that viral chick? If I support her husband. You see, I know how bad it is to have a daughter-in-law and besan matre," said the mother who sat next to the mother.

"Yes, this is the viral girl that Bu Lena and Bu Asih told me about. Who he said likes to fight parents and why Bu Lena's husband cheating and KDRT. Keep swearing at Ms. Lena, so she got some karma."

Until when he got home, Salsa could not stand anymore and immediately cried sobbing in his room. Meatballs he just put on the living room table.

The goddess who heard Salsa crying came to her in the room.

"Sa, what's wrong with you, honey?" ask the Goddess to worry.

Salsa did not answer, still sobbing. Every word they said to her had hurt her heart, which was trying to heal.

Ramli who also heard the commotion went straight into Salsa's room.

"What's wrong with you, Sa? Who is the bad guy to you? Tell me I'll let you beat up that guy!"

"Here you go, ma'am, don't solve problems with emotions."

"Yes but no one can hurt Salsa to make her cry like this. He must be taught a lesson so that his mouth does not carelessly speak!"

Hearing that, Salsa immediately rose from her bed and looked at the father with a sharp gaze.

"Udahlah, Dad! Dad can be diem, right? I realize that the fate I am experiencing right now is because of Dad. Dad always taught me that I was the winner so I became a selfish person. I don't even have good qualities in other people's eyes. It's all because of Dad! I hate Dad!"