uncle rey
families
mutia and Sarah today went to the college to take the registration form for sarah and the scholarship form for mutia so that they could continue their education to the college level.
"what direction are you going to major in?
"i'd like to major in management like you"
" loh. instead of yesterday want to take medicine" asked mutia astonished.
"i don't want to split with you" he said grinning
"this can't be the determinant of our future, I don't want you to go to college just to come along"
"do not want ahh.. You will know I like panikan and teledor, if there is no you I will be drunk myself" he said while scowling.
mutia could only sigh for her best friend this one.
remember when I first met Sarah at a nightclub, when she was working part-time as a waitress and there she was trapped by her friend by giving her drink until drunk.
then 1 week later without mutia thought sarah moved to school and since then they became friends.
"whatever it is. at least tomorrow it has changed again" said mutia pasrah.
"you're the best" hugged mutia while laughing victorious.
"iiissss, when the hell adult, berent again already a student loo"
"i'm just like you"
"that same people might not be helped, all beaten up by you"
"i'm fierce with other people, if you're the same where I dare. it could be my tape". said sarah while holding mutia to the registration room.
tingg. "mother"
"come home today" wrote a short message
"good mother" mutia replied.
mutia just sighed, for another girl maybe coming home was one of the happiest things, though, but for mutia to come home means there will be problems waiting for the reason her stepmother never thought it existed all this time.
"where are you going? let's walk the road" said Sarah breaking mutia daydream
"ooh, what else will that witch do this time?is she not tired of continuing to bother you "ask sarah with her upset face
"we will see, I am also curious, this time what "said mutia while shrugging her shoulders.
they also went to the house of mutia, more precisely the house of the PRATAMA family
"why so long? why is this friend of yours also coming" mad at mutia's mother,
"jeez bi, aunty do not like to get angry mad ntar got a stroke loo, the child came home not in the hug of the cake, please enter the cake. This look at our face immediately brought angry aja rich lion" sarah said as she passed back to her car.
sarah just drove mutia to her house, there was a sense of worry in her heart but Sarah also did not want to interfere in the affairs of her best friend's family.
after Sarah's car went mutia into the house, at home already in can father and his sister angga sitting in the living room.mutua sitting on the sofa facing his parents.
"what was Mutia telling you to go home?"
"we want to marry you to your father's friend's son" mother
"i don't want to, I want to go to college and work before I get married"
"heh. You think college is cheap, we have no money for you! especially next year your sister will also go to college.what are you going to college if you will get married and take care of the house" said mother mutia a little scream
"i'll try it myself for my tuition, all this time I've been trying myself, right? so you don't have to worry". he said, turning around to leave
"the basis of the child does not know himself, has been raised and fed to a large extent, after such a big way you treat parents" snapped mother mutia upset
"mommy is enough. I also have no desire to go to college, I want to go to work" cut the mango.
"you don't follow her, she never thinks of us, you see for yourself how she fought mom"
"that's because I don't want to understand my sister, my sister has given up a lot for me" she said while looking at her mother fixedly hoping her mother understood.
"mother's decision is already unanimous, mutia must get married soon..point !!! "
there was pain in mutia's heart but she covered it, her face was calm but both her hands were clenched very strongly. Mutia did not want to look weak in front of the person before her,
mutia turned around and immediately left the house.
