Sharing Love: My Preferred Husband

Even So I Care

Sunday morning, Anjani invites Laila to go to the market. Either get the sustenance from where he allows Laila to buy what she wants.

Laila's goal is to buy a bag, she chose a small bag made of denim, the bag looks very suitable with her petite body, for such a small bag is also quite expensive. This is an opportunity, if Anjani who chooses, surely Laila will not like the material and model.

Then Laila walked the lead towards a branded veil shop. He chose a white and brown veil of the right size while trying it on the spot. Inwardly, Anjani wanted to say, What is the new veil for? The former is also still large in size.

But because he used Laila's money, he obeyed what Laila wanted. The price of 1 veil is far 3x that of the veil that Anjani previously gave. Laila's taste is indeed very high, not reflected in their economic condition.

Laila's life at school got better. He grew more confident and slowly the opposite sex also began to approach him. Behind the comfort of Laila who continued the school level, there is Rika who has been working outside the city for 1 year as a domestic assistant.

"Sir, I want to buy a motorbike, I can already take a motorbike, I've learned to use a motorbike temen."

Early in the new year, Rika comes to Adwi's house. For 2 months he did not return to the city, and with a floor he asked to buy a motorcycle. But of course Adwi did not grant his request, he said carefully trying to make Rika understand.

"Well, where's that much money from? Motorcycles are expensive."

Adwi's words certainly make Rika disappointed. Rika is self-conscious, she already knows that she is a child born from an illegitimate marriage. He saw someone who was the middle of Anjani fatong. The boy who was only a few months old, it turns out Anjani already has offspring again.

This family is happy, and Rika is just what? It is not appropriate for him to ask people who have peace with his own family. Rika has to work on her own to get what she wants.

"Bi, I'd like to understand how it feels to be spoiled by my own father.. Hix.. Hicks.." On the way home, Rika cried. From birth, he never got what a child should get.

After his arrival Rika did not appear to reappear. Laila will soon enter SMK, Adwi borrowed money from the bank to buy a matic motorbike for Laila, but Laila refused for fear of riding a motorcycle.

"For Riki, Riki is also a school far away, to Junior High." Anjani.

Anjani wants to register Riki to Junior High School, even though Laila suggests that Riki enter MTs like him. In MTs many taught religious lessons, Laila wanted Riki who was not good at religion to learn about religion.

But Anjani still insisted on registering Riki to Junior High, he felt sorry for Riki, he said in MTs too good a lesson and maybe later Riki could be overwhelmed.

In the end, Riki was accepted at Junior High School and Laila continued her education to SMK. Riki has departed with his motorbike, every day Riki is always leaving on a motorcycle.

Actually, Laila was worried about letting the underage Riki carry his own motorbike, and thought again he would be more efficient if only riding angkot. The round-trip fee is only 2 thousand, and if you ride a motorcycle must have gasoline capital also pay parking of 2 thousand.

"Well, I'm leaving." Laila's turn to leave, she raised her hand to leave while asking for her allowance.

"There's nothing for the fare either, your father doesn't leave any money." Anjani.

"There's no 2 thousand Mah?"

"Nothing, Riki just bring his allowance mediocre."

"Cell, now that I'm not in school anymore, please let me. Any permit, say I'm sick too gapapa. I don't have any trouble."

In her room, Laila cries while sending a message to Seli, her classmate. How many times has this happened, if only the school distance is close, surely Laila has walked.

*tring!*

"Why Ila? Come on school, let me hunkosin, you wait by the roadside yeah, I'm just leaving."

Seli replied to Laila's message. He often went back and forth with Laila, although different villages, the direction of their homes was in the same lane.

"No Cell, I don't want to go to school anymore." Reply Laila again.

Actually Laila lied, she really wanted to go to school even though only the cost capital. There are many offers from friends of the opposite sex who use a motorcycle, but Laila did not respond to it.

Laila took off her uniform again, she was a little worried because she always missed a lesson. Although not getting teachings directly, but Laila always borrowed her friend's book to record the lessons left behind.

At 1 pm Riki returned home, he threw bags and socks at any place, then he called Anjani who was in the room.

"There is PR! Tomorrow it must be covered!" Said Riki lightly. Then he went outside after changing his uniform.

Anjani who was breastfeeding her child was immediately approached the bag owned by Riki. He opened the LKS book and Riki's notes. But Anjani who is only a graduate of Elementary School does not really understand the lessons that Riki has.

"Ila, what is the answer? You understand me?" Anjani's screams made Laila come out of her room.

"What the hell is Mah? If you don't understand, don't have to do it! Who is in school? Riki or Mama? Why should Mamah be involved? Although Riki? Where the hell is he?"

Seeing Anjani who was fighting with a collection of books made Laila feel furious. Every time Riki always handed over his duties to Anjani, and Anjani obediently, he always did his homework even though he was busy taking care of children.

Laila certainly did not want to help her mother, how many times Laila tried to advise Anjani to let Riki do it independently. If you do not understand, Riki is better taught, not Anjani who works on it.

But Anjani still did that and let her youngest child cry. Laila felt sorry for her little sister who was ignored, but if she took care of her sister, Anjani could instead be willing to do the work of Riki's house.

The more days it continues to happen, Laila can not hold back her emotions and she had scolded Riki. Not adjusting the results, Laila tries to call her homeroom teacher Riki and complain about Riki's behavior.

"H-hello Bu, Assalamu'alaikum, sorry to interrupt, this is my brother Riki. Riki in his house never menggajain mamanya ma'amnya ma'am told to do. Please help ma'am, because if at home his son can not be said."

While calling, Laila reflexes shed her tears. There was pain in his heart, pain in seeing Anjani who continued to be enslaved, pain in seeing his youngest brother who cried when Anjani ignored, and pain in seeing Riki who looks not serious in learning.