Don't Take My Love

Chapter 16

"I.iya ma!" anita answered half-run after Cintya's mother and tried to walk along with her stepmother.

The two set foot to the main door of the luxury house and then headed to a red sedan parked in front of the terrace, ready to take the owner to travel.

Mang Ujang, the family's personal driver, opened the door in the back seat.

"Anita, you go in first, mama after you" said Cintya and Anita's mother. He went in first and shifted his body in until he was in the back seat of the steering wheel.

And after that it was Cintya's mother who entered and Ujang mang closed the door. Then Mang Ujang half ran towards the steering chair.

"Ma, can Anita ask?" anita said as the car drove away from the luxury home.

"You want to ask what Anita is, just ask?" said Cintya's mother softly.

"Anita can tell, when did mama meet papa. And did you fall in love so much with papa?" asked Anita who carefully even in her heart yes she was very curious.

"My daughter Anita, mama asked ma'af if mama. It's not your intention to take your papa away from you" said Cintya's mother who began to tell stories.

Meanwhile Anita listened to him carefully.

"When your father has not worked at his mother's house which is now the home of the mother, the mother experienced a fairly severe depression. This is because my first husband named Irwan suffered a terrible accident, the car that was driven by Irwan mas fell into the ravine by rolling and finally exploded. At that time our marriage was not even three months, but we were dating for quite a long time since we were in junior high school" said stepmom Anita who then took a deep breath and took it out slowly.

Anita is still seriously listening to the story of Cintya, while Mang Ujang is still seriously driving a luxury car owned by her employer.

"Innalillahi wa Innalillahi roji'uun" said Anita.

"Because that's why mom's shock is so heavy, and mama won't eat for days and mom gets infused at home because of it."

"A few months later your father entered work and at that time my mother's father really needed a personal driver because of his busyness. The first time you saw your dad, he fell in love. Your good-looking and kind-hearted papa, that time was like a breath of fresh air in hot weather, your Papa is present in your mama's life." said Cintya's mother while taking a long breath and throwing it slowly.

"Mama who rarely eat, become willing to eat and before mama always crying, sometimes also raging. But since there is your papa, every time you see your papa mama seems to forget the sadness of mama." said Cintya's mother.

"How do you get married? did you know that you have a family?" ask the curious Anita.

"I'm sorry Anita, my mom knows that your dad is married. At first my mom was disappointed, but my love was very strong, and my mom was very supportive because I didn't want my mom to be sad anymore."

"At first papa you did not approve, but because he was lured money for the treatment of your twin brother at that time, he said, but on condition that your mother approves and mom really wants to accept and consider you and your twin brother like her own child, part of your life. And Mama agreed, because mama doesn't want you to leave here, mama."

"Have you ever met your mother?" ask the curious Anita.

"Yes, before mom and dad got married, papa brought your mom here and at the same time visited Anette who was in the hospital. Mama alone could not bear to see the condition of Anette at that time, a small body with many hoses in her body and was in a special room in the hospital. At a cost of nearly one million each day, make your mom and dad hopeless and your mom who you know is forced to accept mom as her honey." said Cintya's mother who took a deep breath back and then took it out slowly.

"Mr...!" call out to Anita who feels the helplessness of her stepmom.

"Anita, mama please ma'af as much as possible if mama robs you of your happiness. But can you not be happy, during the life of the mother who drowned in the sadness of the mother at that time? after papa mama died, currently only papa you are the focus of mama. No one else can protect you" said Cintya with her teary eyes.

"Mrs....!"

Anita then hugged Cintya's mother and Cintya reciprocated by tightly hugging her husband's daughter.

Unbeknownst to Anita, Cintya gave off a faint smile as they hugged each other.

Suddenly the car stopped and Mang Ujang looked back.

"Mrs Cintya and Anita, we've arrived!" the driver who was with them.

"Oh, yes! let's get down!" invite Cintya's mother who then releases her embrace.

After that they immediately went down and Anita spread her gaze around, saw a magnificent campus and it deserves to be the most favorite campus in the city.

In addition to the buildings for its luxurious faculty, its spacious courtyards and parking, the many trees and gardens are decorated with a variety of flowers.

Many students were milling around in the courtyard to the campus.

"Yes, wait here!" cintya said to the driver.

"Good madam!" reply Mang Ujang with his respectful attitude.

"Anita, come on in!" take Cintya's mom.

"Yes ma!" anita replied that they then together headed to the Rector's room by occasionally asking the students and students they met.

"This private campus used to be where I studied, and private campuses or universities were often considered to be second priority after public universities. In fact, to become one of the students only, the entry requirements of Private College are quite detailed and in-depth." clearly this Cintya while on their way.

"Yes ma'am" said Anita who listened carefully.

"We find out, whether the details of the requirements of this university are still the same as when you were in college or not, it never hurts to know the core requirements that will definitely be asked." explained Cintya's mother.

Anita just nodded her head to understand what her stepmom said.

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