PRETEND POOR

GO HOME

Meka held Davin's hand while looking at her small house that she had left long enough. A small house full of memories with his son and his hard struggle to survive alone without the help of relatives. Indeed, he had quite a lot of savings, apartments, even a penthouse that Ferdian bought in his name. However, he prefers to return to a small house full of hope.

"May ...."

Meka smiled looking at the figure of the middle-aged woman who approached her. Ms. Dhe Sumi, a neighbor who often helps her look after Davin while he is busy working. During this time, Ms. Dhe Sumi also took care of her home during the time that Meka left her. They leave the house and provide maintenance costs every month so that the house of hard work is not neglected.

"Bu Dhe .. We can finally meet again." Meka immediately hugged Bu Dhe Sumi warmly. Both of them smiled happily to see each other again.

"Mr Dhe Sumi ...." Davin hugged the woman.

"Oh, Davin ... long time no see you you sudsh getting higher, yes!" Bu Dhe Sumi picked up Davin and carried him. He kissed Davin's cheek with anxiety.

"Thank you, Miss Dhe. It's been helping to keep the house as long as I'm gone."

"Helped from where? You pay that every month!"

Meka smiling. "That's not worth the help that Ms. Dhe's been giving us."

"What help? You've been regarded as brothers, helping each other is common and it's his duty."

Meka is very grateful in her life met with good people. If there were no them, I don't know what would happen to him and Davin. In this world a stranger can be a brother whereas his own family can be like a stranger.

Ms. Dhe Sumi could not linger with Meka and Davin. She had to prepare dinner before her husband came home. Meka and Davin are now back in the house that is still neatly arranged like the last time they left.

"Ma, we're gonna stay here again, huh?" asked Davin with a look of a gloomy face.

"Yes, honey .. Do you not like it?" Meka stroked her son's head lovingly.

Davin was silent for a moment. "Papa's house is more exciting, Ma. There are a lot of people who take Davin to play. There is also Callista. Oma and Opa are good, love to give Davin gifts." It was quite unfortunate when Davin began to be accepted into the Ferdian family, Meka had to take him out of the house.

"Mom's sorry, honey ... Mama has to take you out of Papa's house. But, if Davin does want to stay with Papa, Mama will take you there." Davin's position as the first grandson in the Ferdian family is very important. Even if Meka is to be divorced, Davin will still be considered part of the Ferdian family, a potential heir to the company and the family business.

"No want! I want to stay with Mama. It's just that, if we're here, Mama will rarely be able to accompany Davin to play. Mama must be as busy as ever."

Meka smiling. He knew Davin must have bad memories when he had to be left at work every day. "Now not anymore, dear. You'll be home more often and drive you to school every day. You don't have to change schools either."

"Mama's serious, right?" ask Davin.

"of course. My mom never lies."

Meka's savings were more than enough to fund her life and Davin's until the boy was an adult. Meka no longer has to bother thinking about the installment and cost of daily meals. He felt his life ahead would be lighter than it used to be.

*****

Gita stretched her body while leaning on the soft chair that is now her coworker. He smiles to himself. It has been one week that he has his own workspace as a representative of the construction manager. Accustomed to heavy work as a janitor, then can enjoy back comfortable work just need to sit in front of the monitor screen already makes it feel to enter heaven. Rei is truly the best boss in the entire universe. The man keeps his promise to provide a more decent job for the Gita.

The clock has shown at four o'clock in the afternoon, the time he prepares to go home. It stores the data it just typed in, then turns off the monitor screen in front of it properly. Do not forget he cleaned his work desk so as not to look messy.

Arriving at the somewhat quiet streets, his steps came to a halt. There were five well-dressed people dressed in black suits blocking his path. Gita knew they were her stepmother's children.

"What do you want?" ask Gita ketus.

"Mrs told you to go home, Miss Gita," one of them replied.

Gita laughed a little. She thought her stepmother was no longer willing to take care of herself after successfully evicting her from her own home. There must be something that made the snake woman call herself back. Although her life outside is quite heavy, Gita prefers to get out of the house. Living in a luxurious house also did not make him happy.

"I don't want to!" reject the Gita firmly.

"We will still use forceful means if you refuse."

Gita mounted her horses determinedly against five men who were definitely no match for her. The five well-dressed people were forced to come forward to face the young lady who did not want to be told to go home properly. Against the direct will certainly not be Gita. He chose to flee. The five men ran after him.

"Hah .. just finished work instead of being able to rest casually even have to exercise in the afternoon," complained Gita while continuing to run.

Upon arrival in the spacious garden area, he was surrounded and there was no chance of running again. Two men held his hand until he could not puckle. With ease they both lifted Gita's body and put it in the car.

Gita sat in the middle flanked by two bodyguards who were worried she would run away again. Gita pulled her phone out of the bag. "I'd like to say goodbye to my friend, his name is Ririn. You know, right?" he said because he was glared at by the bodyguards.

"Hello, Gita? You want to go overtime or something? How come you haven't come home?" Ririn on the other end of the phone had already strapped her with questions.

"I was forced back home by my attached grandmother, Rin."

"Huh, what? You were told to go home to your stepmother?"

"Yes ..." answered Gita lazily.

"Kok want?"

"Forced, Rin ... forced .. beside me was his bodyguard glancing at me for calling you." Gita called while insinuating them. "Well, if I don't go home and there's no news, check my house, yeah. Who knows they're killing me."

"God! It's so relaxing to kill-kill."

"Grandmother wanted me dead. Anyway, make our conversation later as proof that I'm not coming back."

"Yes, yes .. I hope you'll be okay."

"A long time ago, yes ..they kept glaring at me, afraid I might be eaten alive. Bye, Rin's."

"Bye, Git."

Gita turned off the phone. He returned a look at the bodyguard who had been watching him since. He sticks out his tongue to poke it.