Anjani Darling
Punishment

"Sister, this must be expensive!" I said. These eyes can not be seen the dress that is now in the grasp. Apparently, brother Philip still remembers about the white dress that I had been craving since childhood.

"You'll definitely look pretty wearing it. White dress as you dream."

"But am I worthy?" I have not had good clothes all this time. What I'm wearing is clothes given to people.

The finances of the home are mediocre, just enough for the cost of eating foster children consisting of forties of children.

"Very fast, Anjani. Wear this dress when you get married. Like what you've been dreaming about all this time."

Suddenly I saw a stretch of white roses on the red carpet I was going through to celebrate my dream wedding. Just like when mom and dad got married.

***

It's almost eleven o'clock by noon. I reminded aunt Desi and the kids to end our little party. This room should be tidied up immediately before the head mother comes. He wouldn't like to see all this.

"Yes, wait a minute. We still want to enjoy this party!" chirp Amanda who was adopted by the other kids.

"But Chief Mother can be angry to see all this," I reminded her of the rules that had been set that there should be no party in the home environment because we had to learn to live simply.

"A little while, brother. We love this party so much, we've never had a celebration like this!" Amanda just keep giving up.

"What Amanda said was right. Never mind, let them have fun for a second. Head mother will be home late. Last time I heard, there are many additional donors that must be visited. Maybe we just got home late in the afternoon, or maybe evenings. There's still one song show we have to do!" exclaim aunt Desi.

"What Bi?" ask us, simultaneously.

"Dance!" desi's aunt held up a small radio usually used for morning gymnastics. In a matter of three, the music that was out of nowhere was sounding, stomping all over the parlour.

"Oh no!" I said, but all were lost in the dance they created themselves.

"You wanna dance, Anjani?" ask brother Philip.

"No!" my spoken. While retreating, brother Philip laughed. "Oh, stop this. I'm really afraid of being discovered by the head." I asked.

"Anjani, look at the smiles of the children, they look happy to be able to enjoy this little party. I think it's okay to break a little bit of the rules, but the head will not know." said brother Philip.

Looking at the laughter of the children, I was actually also happy. Laughter that has not been separated for a long time because of the very strict rules in this home. We are like rigid robots.

The head mother deliberately made very strict rules on the grounds that all foster children are women. He wants to protect us from the harshness of the world. That is why we have to abide by the rules that are made.

He likes order anyway. If you do not want to be orderly then you must be ready to be punished!

"Come on Anjani ... Philip, we're dancing!" Amanda pulled my hand, while her friends pulled Philip's.

At first I refused, but when my eyes looked at those who kept laughing, I finally decided to join in. Enjoying a joy that we can not necessarily repeat.

With Amanda I'm going around in circles. Sometimes we clap. Trying to follow the rhythm of music in origin.

As I wanted to turn around for a few more times, my eyes caught the figure of the head mother standing in front of the entrance. While Diana, her niece, was right next to the head mother.

Diana stepped forward, she pressed the bell that was near the entrance so as to make the people who were in the room stop.

"Mother Head!" say them.

The once cheerful face changed pias. Some bowed their heads, some hid behind their friends, some almost cried from fear. Yao, that's how horrible the head mother is in our eyes.

"What are you guys doing?" ask the head mother, while pounding the table with her cane.

"Mother Chief ...," call aunt Desi.

"Desi, who allowed you to throw a party at this parlor? Who would allow a stranger to enter here?" ask the head mother in a high tone.

"I'm sorry mother chief, this is all my birthday party. I'm the ..." I went straight ahead before Aunt Desi got scolded.

"You again!" my head looked at me sharply.

"Sorry Chief Mother, I ..." I intended to defend myself, but was immediately cut off by the head mother.

"Anjani, meet me at the office. And you Desi, get this room straight away, and don't let strangers in!" the head mother insinuated the whereabouts of brother Philip.

"Sorry Mother Tessa, I ..." Brother Philip wants to talk.

"Now not a visiting hour. Please leave this place." the chief's mother kicked out brother Philip. Then he passed to the office.

"Bas a troublemaker!" cetus Diana's. Smiling triumphantly because he knew after this there would be a severe punishment for me.

After the head mother and Desi left, I asked brother Philip to leave the parlour so that there would be no new problems. He refused because he wanted to be responsible because this problem happened because of him.

"Anjani, I'll talk to you head. Even if he wants to be angry, I'm the one who should be punished, not you" Philip said.

"Don't, brother, go. Brother forcing in and talking to the head mother will actually be a new problem. Brother did not forget how the character of the head mother? He does not like the affairs of the home to be meddled by others. Understood, right?" I said. Begged him to leave.

Desi's aunt also helped convince Philip so that despite his final weight he left too.

"I'm sorry Anjani, I'm really sorry I got you in trouble like this. I owe you an apology!" he looks so sorry.

"What a hell, brother, I'll be fine. Brother knows, right, I'm the most punished child." I tried to act ordinary despite actually being the heart of Dig dag dug.

"alright. I'm gone." he lowered his head, passed away leaving us.

"Heh Anjani, come here quickly. You want to make this head wait how much longer?" Desi came out of the office shouting for me to hurry. "You are Anjani!"

"Oh my God, that kid is like a little monster with no heart. To your own friends like that." said aunt Desi saw Diana's behavior.

Then I headed to the leadership room of this orphanage, while aunt Desi and the other children hurriedly cleaned up the remnants of the party.