SIBURUK LOOKS LIKE AISYAH

DRESS UP FOR ADITYA

Getting a burst of kisses from the Mother, making the two boys just giggle amused. The laughter that enveloped Sella's face, instantly musna when remembering the promise of the Mother, who would bring them milk.

"Mommy..."

"Yes.."

"Did you bring us milk?" asked Sella, with a full look at the Mother.

Crossing hands on the bodies of her two daughters, Aisyah let go. His fingers reached for a plastic bag, and handed it to the scavenger, Bella.

"Mommy promised. Of course, Mommy won't forget it. And this time, Mommy bought her milk two doses. One for Sister, the other for Sella."

Bella, and Sella throw their eyes at each other by painting her happy smile. And that look turned to Mommy, with a look of disbelief.

"Are you serious, Mommy?" sella asked to be sure, with two eyes staring in full search at her mother.

"Let's see for yourself, if Mommy's lying."

The two pairs of eyes, instantly fluttered into the black plastic bag. A happy hue instantly enveloped Bella's face, and Sella! Got two doses of milk in that black plastic.

"Thank you, Mommy! Thank ye. We thought you weren't gonna bring milk. And this time, you brought me, and brother one dose of milk each." Sella's face seemed radiant, as she expressed her love for her Mommy.

"Are you both happy?"

"Sure, Mommy!" bella, and Sella answered at the same time.

"Then kiss quickly, Mommy!" Aisyah bent her body slightly, for her two daughters to give kisses on her cheeks.

"Maahhhh!" Bella

"Maahhhh!"

"Mommy! Me and Brother, going inside."

"Alright." answered Aisyah smilingly, looking at her two daughters who had passed into her contract.

The smile that had been glistening in the face, slowly faded away and changed with a grim face, which was a condition of deep sadness.

"Dad.." called Aunt Asih, as the look in those eyes stared deeply at Aisyah.

His face turned to Aunt Asih, who was sitting on a wooden chair. His fingers slipped into his tote bag, reaching for something there.

Grabbing the white envelope, and approaching the old woman.

"Auntie, here's your pay. I'm sorry, because I can only pay half."

"You've already paid, Shah! Isn't this the new date, 28?"

Aisyah smiled bitterly. Got a question from Auntie, Asih! The heartache enveloped the young mother.

"I'm not paying, Auntie! This is my severance pay. And I've been fired from my job."

The color drained from Asih's face, hearing Aisyah's speech, which made the twilight-aged woman so surprised.

"Are you serious, with what you say, Shah?! What if you've been fired?"

"I'm very serious. I've really been fired." replied Aisyah, painting her fake smile.

"Have you made a mistake? Until it gets you fired!"

"I didn't make a mistake at all. I got fired, because of my bad looks. Because I'm black, and not as pretty, as my co-workers."

His fingers reached Aisyah's hand, to encourage the young mother.

"Dad! A lot of people out there, vying to beautify themselves, so that younger people get a job. You know it too, Shah! Beauty is, sometimes, one of the keys, to make it easier for someone to get a job. And when will you live as Anisa Mahardika?"

Aisyah smiled bitterly. Releasing the hand, by stepping over to the edge of the terrace, contract it. His two eyes threw far upwards, staring at the sprinkling of stars that illuminated the clouds that were already covered in the dark of night.

"I'd rather be unemployed than lose my two children. Because they're all I've got, in this world."

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THE RESIDENCE OF ANDI WIRAWAN

Wanting to look perfect, that's what Karla wants tonight. Always want to look beautiful, in front of his girlfriend, who else if not Aditya Wirawan! the son of her husband, Andi Wirawan. When entering the life of Andi Wirawan, not stepped in! Karla will instead fall in love with the charm that her stepdaughter offers.

Karla painted her thin smile, looking at her already beautiful self, in a maroon dress, which wrapped perfectly behind her beautiful body.

"You really have my heart, Aditya! Even I dress this pretty, not for your father, but for you. For verily, you are the owner of this heart."

Karla sits on a chair, and anchors the lipstick! The color is in line with her dress. Shocked to cover the beautiful face of Karla, when she found the appearance of her husband's face in the mirror of her makeup.

Andi carved out a smile, and anchored a brief kiss on the top of his wife's head.

"You are so beautiful, my dear! It's only fitting that I can't always be away from you."

Karla smiled fakely, hearing the words her husband had just said. He got up from his seat, and turned to look at his husband.

"Thank you, honey! Because you love me so much. And I'm so lucky to have a husband like you."

Andi concluded a smile on his face, his old. The man in his twilight seemed so happy to hear the words, which had just come out from the lips of his young wife. Grabbing Karla's body, and immersing her in an embrace.

"Thank you, Karla! Because you already love this old man. I'm so lucky, loved by a woman like you, who understands me so much."

Karla widened her hand, as she returned the embrace of her husband. An evil grin on her pretty face, as she lived for years in hypocrisy, when she fell in love with her stepson.

"You are a stupid man! You don't even know that I love your son so much." - bathin Karla.

Andi let go of that hug. His two eyes looked at the wife, with her gaze, finding Karla who already looked so beautiful.

"It's just a regular dinner. After all, only Aditya and his secretary, Simon. Why are you dressed up, so pretty tonight?"

Karla's face paled, with her husband's question. To cover it all up, the beautiful woman, immediately let go of her laughter to close her nervousness.

"C.ha.ha...Sweetheart! Why are you asking like that? I dress up like this, of course to keep your good name. So that everyone knows, if the wife of businessman Andi Wirawan, always look fashionable, and also elegant."

Andi smiled slightly, hearing the wife's words."Thank you, my dear! If you do all this for me. And it makes me, love you even more."

Suddenly, the thought was filled, remembering his stepson, Aditya! Who will be eating dinner, in their residence.

"Darling! Is your son Aditya here yet?"

"Yet. Insist on that head, not yet put the stem of his nose, until now."

"Darling...Why are you talking like that? Because after all, he's your son. Your flesh-blood! And your only successor."

Andi concluded a smile on the face. His two beads looked deeply at Karla, with his fingers playing slowly at the tips of his wife's head.

"That's what I like about you. You're so young, but your mind is so mature. And you love my son so much, like your son, himself, but insisting on that head, is often disrespectful to you."