
"And from today on, this is your room Anita!" cintya said while commenting on her smile and putting down Anita's suitcase.
"Thank you Mama" said Anita who looked at Cintya.
"Now you rest and shower can also, the bathroom through the door in the corner of this room" said Cintya while pointing to the bathroom door she intended.
"iya ma!" answer Anita who is still amazed by the atmosphere in Anette's room. And what else there's a bathroom in it.
Cintya then exits the room and lets Anita adjust herself to her new state. Understand Anita who is from the village and now to the city, obviously if it takes time for her to adjust her condition.
Anita opened Anette's wardrobe, and she was surprised by the glamorous clothes and of course, almost all of Anette's clothes were sleeveless or you can see.
"Well, can I be like Anette? ah, no-no! I will remain who I am!" murmured in Anita's heart who then looked for space in the closet to occupy her clothes.
After finishing putting her clothes, Anita took her toiletries towel and also a change of clothes.
The girl then went into the bathroom and immediately cleaned herself for a bath and continued to wait to do the Ashar prayer.
A few minutes later finished the Ashar prayer, Anita took her time to look at the contents of Anette's room by starting to look at the photos in the frame and attached to the wall of the room.
"There are also many friends of Anette's sister, and it seems like Anette's high school is a prestigious school. Unlike me who is only a free school, with an open school that only has a few meetings." muttered Anita who continued to look in the other direction.
The girl headed towards Anette's study table and went back to look at Anette's belongings.
Suddenly Anita sees a photo being torn up in the trash. The girl took it and then put it together.
It appeared that a handsome man's face and his hair was shoulder-length with blue eyes, it seemed like he was from abroad.
"Who is this guy? why was the picture torn up by Anette's sister?" murmured in the curious heart of Anita.
Not feeling the Maghrib Adhan was reverberating, Anita immediately berwudlu and then perform Maghrib prayers in Anette's room.
A few minutes later, Anita had finished the Maghrib prayer, and suddenly the door to her room was knocking.
"Tokk...tokk...misc....!"
"Assalamu'alaikum miss!" say hello from outside the door of Anette's room which is now Anita's room.
"Italiana....!" reply Anita who then opened the door of her room.
"Simple..clek...ceklek...!"
After the door opened, there appeared a maid in the large and luxurious house while bowing her head.
"What's bi?" ask Anita kindly.
"Miss is being waited on by the master and mistress in the dining room, right now" replied the Maid politely.
"Oh, okay. I'll be there soon. Thank you for the information." said Anita while commenting on her smile.
The maid stepped out of Anita's legs, while Anita closed the door and walked over to the dresser and brushed her messy hair.
After she finished, Anita stepped out of her room and slowly stepped into the dining room.
Arriving at the dining room, it turns out that his father and stepmother are already in the dining room and are waiting for the arrival of Anita.
"It's okay Anita, we're talking too. Come sit down and grab food according to your taste. Don't hesitate!" exclaims Cintya while reviewing her smile.
"Yes ma, papa and mama took it first. I'll be after papa and mama take the food." Anita replied politely.
This is what makes Cintya very fond of Anita, which is clearly inversely proportional to Anette. Although stepchildren, because he always pampered Anette, so Anette does not understand the respect and affection for the family.
Cintya then brought rice along with vegetables and side dishes for her husband, papa Anita. When he finished, he took the rice along with vegetables and side dishes for himself.
Seeing his parents who had taken rice and side dishes, then Anita took rice, side dishes and vegetables for herself.
They also ate together interspersed with light-hearted talks.
"Father, mama! said Anita had a younger brother, what's her name trus where she ma, papa?" anita asked after swallowing her rice that she had previously chewed.
"Your sister's name is Raindra and is currently studying in a boarding school. So if there is no vacation home from where he studied." explained Cintya who has finished her meal as well as Anita and also Pak Suroso.
"Ma, tomorrow morning take Anita for a walk, to the mall or to the campuses whose majors are desired by Anita."' said Mr. Suroso while looking at his second wife and daughter.
"Alright, after all the old mama did not come out of the house." reply Cintya who looked at Mr. Suroso and also Anita.
"Well, that's better" said Mr. Suroso while commenting on his smile.
"Anita, what do you want to study?" ask the curious Cintya.
"Since childhood, I wanted to become a doctor, because every time I saw Anette who was always sick and could not be invited to play and school together. But what is the power because so a doctor will need high costs, and also above average intelligence. While Anita doesn't have it all." Anita replied as she lowered her head.
"Anita if the problem costs you do not worry, the problem right now is your passion for learning. We are not worried about spending a lot of money, as long as you can also get an education that can make your future better. Do you understand, baby?" cintya said meekly, and of course made Anita surprised and amazed.
Because Cintya does not at all describe the impression of an evil stepmother and also a woman who previously experienced depression. His words were always wise and of course with gentleness, making those who listened to him become fascinated.
"Yes ma." said Anita.
Then they continued the conversation in the family room while watching the television and eating fruit and snacks.
The wall clock shows ten o'clock at night, Anita requests permission to resign. Because he is already sleepy and also has not done Isya's prayer'.
"Mama and papa, Anita to the room yes, Anita was sleepy and previously wanted to pray Isya' first." said Anita while rising from her seat.
"Yes, you also have to prepare what to bring tomorrow!" exclaim Mr. Suroso who reminded.
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