Don't Take My Love

Chapter 18

"Oh, yes ma! he.he...!" reply Anita who also commented on her smile.

"Ok, let's go we to the famous supermarket mang Ujang...!" exclaimed Cintya's mother who intonated like a young child.

"Mama! Anita was surprised, Anita felt defeated by mama! he..he...!" anita exclaimed with her signature laugh.

The atmosphere in the car became cheerful plus the mother of Cintya who hummed the songs of today, which of course Anita sang it, because it was very memorized by the lyrics of the song sung by her stepmother.

Before long they had arrived at the city's famous supermarket parking lot. After getting out of the car, both of them set foot leaving the Ujang mang and also a luxury car that stopped in front of the parking lot.

"We go to the boutique first to find clothes, shoes and also bags that you will need for college purposes" said Cintya's mother who continued to step her feet.

"Ma, why do you bother?" asked Anita who walked with her stepmother.

"It's okay, you're Papa Sura's daughter, so Mama Cintya's daughter too. .he...!" said Ibu Cintya while reviewing her smile.

Sura is the nickname of Mr. Suroso in the city.

Then they immediately accelerated their footsteps towards the clothing boutique that became a subscription to this Cintya.

Anita tried several pairs of clothes and shoes, after feeling fit then they looked for bags and even cosmetics for Anita.

Quite a long time also both shopping, without feeling their stomachs asked to be filled.

The two also stopped by a restaurant that serves a menu of cuisine according to their taste. It did not take long for them to eat the food served in the restaurant, then after paying they immediately set foot to the car park that had taken them.

It looks like Mang Ujang welcomed the two by taking over the groceries brought by Anita and also her mistress.

After putting all the groceries into the trunk of the car, they immediately entered the car with a sitting position as before.

Then Mang Ujang drove his employer's car slowly out of the parking lot and slowly left the supermarket, heading back to the luxury house they occupied.

The days are going on as well, Suroso sir as usual works as the main director at two companies owned by Cintya's mother's family, who replaced her father Cintya's mother who had died.

Cintya's mother, stepmom Anita, stays with her role as a housewife. Because all this time she was not allowed to work by her husband, Mr. Suroso.

Mang Ujang works as a family driver, who replaced Mr. Suroso before marrying his mother Cintya is a personal driver of the family of Cintya's mother..

Meanwhile, Anita began to enter a favorite university with a major in medicine. During college, Anita is welcomed by her average friends from the upper middle class. Most of them are beautiful and handsome and arrogant and do not want to get along from the lower middle class.

"Will they be like this, if you know that I was also from the village before. I'm here with papa, while papa is also if not married to mother Cintya is also nothing. Papa is just a private driver." murmured in Anita's heart at the sight of a friend who was bullied by some of her college friends.

Anita let out a long sigh, she then headed to the cafeteria and bought two bottles of mineral water as well as some bread. Which he brought to a girl who was crying in the corner of the warehouse on the campus where he studied.

"Hey, want a drink?" asked Anita who then approached the girl and she crouched down to align her body with the girl's body.

"Eh, yes thank you." replied the girl who originally buried her face between her knees, and now looked up at Anita who then received a bottle of mineral water proffered by Anita.

"You want bread?" asked Anita while offering the bread she had bought with the mineral water in the campus cafeteria.

Now Anita sat cross-legged facing the girl, and they ate together in the corner of the warehouse while getting acquainted and having a light conversation.

"If I may know, what is your name?" anita asked after swallowing the bread in her hand.

"I'm Dilla from the nursing department." replied the girl in front of Anita.

"Hai Dilla, I'm Anita from medical school." Anita said with a smile.

"Thank you for helping me" said Dilla, who smiled to return Anita's smile.

"Either. Oiya, why were you bullied by them? did you have a fatal mistake for them?" ask the curious Anita.

"I don't know for sure, which I know because I went to college with a student fee that only paid half" replied the girl named Dilla who had finished the bread in her hand

"Oh, so yes" said Anita who began to understand

"While it is actually between paying cash and student duties, it is the same. It's just that I was helped with monthly fee cuts from campus because I had taken the student duty test. While they can indeed afford to pay for school fees, because both of their parents are able to." said Diila who sighed.

"You are patient!" said Anita while patting Dilla's shoulder.

Then they talked to each other lightly while continuing to eat bread and drink the mineral water until it ran out.

And since then the friendship between them and Anita always helped Dilla when the girl was bullied by her friends on the campus.

The days went by as they were, there was no Bullyan for Diila lately. Until suddenly when the lesson hours have been completed, the,

"Ofraa!" call someone who voices a girl Anita knows very well.

"Lisa! what's the matter Lis?" asked the curious Anita when she turned to the girl who called her.

"God! why do you often help and defend Dilla?" ask the girl named Lisa.

"Lho, what's wrong?" asked Anita who was looking at Lisa with a sharp look

"Well, are you still asking what's wrong? hey, he's that school over here it's with student duties, you know! that means he's free and he's a kisser! so it's not worth hanging out with us! you have to understand that!" lisa exclaimed with annoyance, behind which there were four girls who became members of her gang.

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