Anjani Darling
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Today, the upbringing must have been made up of the news that Fiona, the child who replaced me, was very tragic. He was taken from this home not to be adopted as they confessed to the head mother, but as a maid in the restaurant owned by the father and the mother who adopted him.

All this is revealed because the head mother herself who found Fiona was working at the restaurant of the person who adopted her. It was fortunate that the head mother held a checking visit without giving any news beforehand, otherwise somehow the fate of Fiona.

Now the ten-year-old girl has returned to the orphanage with a very sad drive. His body was thin, his hands and feet were full of injuries. He also turned quiet, afraid of people so that the head mother had to call a psychologist to overcome the trauma.

"This is all because of you Anjani. If you don't refuse then Fiona's situation won't be what it is now. Satisfied, right?" diana told me.

"Why me?" my many.

"Yes, because of you. Try that adopted you, Fiona must still be like the old days!"

"So you think it's okay if I'm being tortured?"

"Yes, of course it's okay. You're happy, when you need to be taken away from our lives."

"Basic evil!"

"Hey, what did you say?" suddenly Diana pulled my long hair until I almost fell.

"Awww, sick!" I screamed while trying to escape.

"Diana!" sentak aunty Desi. "What did you do to Anjani. Why pull her hair like that?"

"He said I was a bi evil."

"It's true, right. Here's proof. You pulled Anjani's hair until she screamed in pain!"

"I'm attractive because he says I'm evil. If he hadn't said that, I wouldn't have attacked him. Auntie's not fair. Always stand up for Anjani. Be careful, as the aunt's nanny must be fair to all the aunt's foster children!"

"Who am I saying that I'm unfair? What do you know about justice anyway? You're just a kid who's always jealous of Anjani. Aye, right?"

"No, auntie also followed me."

"It's Anjaji, let's just go in. Let Diana alone." Aunt Desi took my hand to her room.

"Bi, how's Fiona doing?" I asked, just before we went to sleep.

"He's still traumatized. From that moment on wept on." replied Aunt Desi who was almost asleep.

"Bi, is he gonna be okay?"

"Yes Anjani. You why?"

"I feel sorry for him. Is this all because of my fault?"

"Of course not. All are part of God's destiny. We should be careful as managers of prospective foster parents. Actually aunt is also confused with the head mother, she always facilitates the adoption process, the reason is too small financial home, but will not do anything that endangers children as well."

What Fiona experienced made me even more afraid that later the head mother would still try to get me adopted. I don't know why I'm afraid that suddenly I can't stand anymore. Then meet the evil adoptive parents who adopted Fiona. Somehow my fate will be.

***

The hatred of my head seems to be growing every day. That's why I'd rather lock myself up in Aunt Desi's room so as not to be seen by her. If you look at the eyes, the head will usually be angry.

"Anjani, the chief's mother called you." I just thought about it, now it's been called.

"What's wrong?" I'm afraid, let alone that there's no aunt Desi here, maybe being told to shop.

"Hurry over there before the head gets angry. He doesn't like you. I don't want to get in trouble because of you" said the boy who called me.

In the living room of the head mother there was already a thick-bodied mother accompanied by a younger woman.

"Where to walk?" my many.

"Please take Bu Rini and her sister around Alahan Panjang. See the tea garden and the flower garden." head mother's request.

"Yes son, I want to go for a walk. Can you, do you?" said Rini's mother.

"But I don't really know the way" I said.

"It's okay, just show me the way you know, later we can ask people on the street" said Ms. Rini.

"Nah Anjani, now bring some change of clothes as well" said the head mother.

"For what?"

"Later you will go for a walk, who knows your clothes are dirty will be there instead. Aren't you ashamed to walk around in dirty clothes."

"Oh yeah, good head mom."

I immediately went to the room, took one change of clothes, put it in a bag, then returned to the parlour's living room to meet Rini's mother.

"You ready?" ask Miss Rini.

"Yes, ready!" my answer.

"Let's ride!" he helped me up in the back seat, then locked the door. Before leaving I had a chance to see Miss Rini give the envelope to the head mother.

Ms. Rini sat in front, her sister driving. The car is not going too fast because the road is quite narrow.

"If you want to go to the tea garden, turn it to the right." I said.

The car kept going, though not too fast. I immediately protested when the car did not turn right.

"Where are we going? Tea garden on the right." I said.

There was no answer, the two people did not hear my words, even though I protested until suspicion arose in my heart.

"Where are you taking me?" ask again.

"Be quiet little boy. You'd better sleep than be noisy." he said.

"I don't want to be quiet let alone sleep if you don't tell me where to take me? Don't you guys lie, huh? I don't want to go to the tea garden. Then put me down here!" my door.

"Whispering. If you keep talking, I'll poke your mouth out!"

"I'll beat you up,"

"Who are you complaining to? We've bought you, so don't talk too much!"

"Please ... please .. please!" I spontaneously shouted out loud after opening the car window.

"Anger ... Anjani ... Anjani!" from behind, Zein's voice called out, and he also ran after me on his bike.

"Stop. I'm going to Zein's place!" my door.

The car was still driving, but suddenly stopped as people tried to block it. Maybe because I was screaming for help, or because Brother Zein was calling me while yelling kidnappers at people.

"Hi, who are you?" a man who stopped a car questioned Ms. Rini.

Time is gathering more and more. Some brought machetes, wood to hoes. They were furious when they heard Zein's explanation that these two women wanted to kidnap me. Maybe because they didn't want any trouble, they ran away immediately after dropping me off