Wish It Was Cinderella

Don't call Om

"I'm not sure you're a maid. Who are you really?" Al asked trying to interrogate me.

I lowered my face, afraid that eye contact would expose all my lies.

Yes you are right Al, I am not a maid. We're equals, only I'm not as lucky as you. But if you have to, the story will be free later. So it is better to choose to be quiet.

"I am a maid, yesterday I worked at the home of a mother and her child" I replied casually. The point is Momy and Sila who I consider to be the master.

I don't lie, they do treat me like a maid. But sometimes, they also often get my pranks in return.

"You're too... Beautiful to be a maid, your clothes are nice, your skin is white, your face is well-groomed" Al read out what he saw.

For a moment my face was hot, I wanted to sing while dancing India because I was so happy.

You're not flirting with me, are you, Al? Hearing him talk like that I felt like I wanted to read it. The hell was his vision like that?

My face warmed up again, I wanted to cover this face with the hijab I was wearing, then laughed out loud. But it seems impossible, because Al would definitely think me crazy. You know that I inherited your little lips and your sharp nose, and your sharp-looking eyes are Papa's. Hence Sila was always frightened if these eyes were glaring at her, maybe she felt Papa doing it.

"You know what, Om," I replied reflexively.

"Omm? I'm that old, aren't I?"

"Then what dong? I'm confused to call him, all right, brother."

"You're not my sister, it's weird to hear that from your mouth."

"Alright, Bang."

"It's getting weird again, am I a porridge maker called Bang? Whatever you call me, just don't Om," said Al gave up on his own words.

What dong, time should I call that? Haha... What the hell is my delusion is really naughty.

"I am indeed a maid, maybe because of the heredity of the times yes I became beautiful," I replied a little narcissistic and full of confidence.

Al laughed at my words, and his laughter was so crisp, as crisp as the cassava chips that had just opened the wrapper. He looked so sweet at the time. Maybe think there's a human se pe de me times huh.

Al went to the office, while I had to help Mbok Sum tidy up everything on the dining table.

I brought one by one back, seen Mbok Sum was turning on the TV there. It seems like indeed a relaxing time for a housekeeper like him is when the employer is not at home. Maybe so did Bi Inah when I, Momy and Sila were not home.

But that is a natural thing, because we must realize they are humans who need to rest and release tired things in themselves.

"Taro is there, Neng. Mbok Sum will wash his plate. Mbok wants to watch the gossip first," said Mbok Sum spoke with the end of his typical laughter.

"It's Mbok, let me. Mbok rest while watching, I'm fine" I replied as I turned on the water to start washing dishes.

"Thank you Neng, the Mbok who needs a short break," he continued.

After washing the dishes I decided to go to college. Momy and Sila who were aware of my absence at home now continue to interfere with calls from their numbers. I don't want to block the second number.

Shouldn't they be happy with my absence there? How does this feel like loss? Or are they afraid that Papa's property will be redirected to the social estate if I'm all right? Don't know, I don't care about their business anymore.

Education is always my first priority, do not be a stupid child just because I do not have parents. As long as you know, I am also good at teaching, my teacher is my own upperclassman.

His name is Wildan, yes he is a man. He taught me secretly after school, studying at school. Mommy never allowed me to hang out with anyone. But after he graduated High School I never saw him again.

I don't know, suddenly he disappeared without news like in the swallow of the earth. Sometimes I miss him, because he's the one I can be like. One more plausible value, Wildan knows all my problems and sometimes he gives the right solution in every problem.

It seems I feel like Wildan is my first love, his intention if he doesn't disappear I'll ask him to marry me as early as possible. In order for Papa's property to return, no matter if he had just graduated, he could have immediately become a CEO at Papa's company if he married me. But it turns out he disappeared at that time.

Finally, my bike stopped at a college I loved so much. Fortunately I don't need to be in a campus with my stepbrother Sila. So I assume the campus is the safest place from Momy and Sila's poison contamination.

Since I did not like to get along, my goal was just to go to college and graduate soon. To get Mommy and Sila out of the house. After graduating from college, 80% of Papa's property will be mine. Momy and Sila only got 20%.

They should still be thankful that Papa left them a little, maybe if he knew I wasn't being treated well by them. Will definitely cancel his inheritance.

There's nothing special about me at this college, I'm just a regular girl who doesn't talk too much. Yup, I prefer to stay at home. And my silence may be carried out, confused who to talk to at home? Time lizard on the wall? Or the rat? Bi Inah's? He is a two-faced snake. Can't be invited to cooperate, often he met Momy if there is something happy for me. Then Mommy came to destroy it. So I'd better choose to be quiet, but this journey is coming to an end. Laila's in a year so be patient.

I was so excited, this time I gave up. Drowsiness due to not sleeping last night, makes the focus fail. Let me try to sleep for a while until at last when everyone comes home no one wakes me up.