Anjani Darling
I'm Not Your Rival!

"What are you talking about with Brother Zein?" diana asked, she blocked my steps. As expected, every time I look close to Brother Zein, even though there is nothing, Diana will find out everything. He'll try to force me to open my mouth.

"There's nothing." I said, trying to break free from Diana's grip, but her strength was so much stronger than mine that it was hard to escape from her. "What are you doing. My hands hurt a lot!" I'm trying to thrash, not like being banned like this.

"Tell me first what you're talking about with Brother Zein!"

"I didn't say anything, Diana."

"You think I'm blind? I saw everything, Anjani!"

"She just said that I don't have to work in a flower garden."

"Why? Isn't that job right for you? You don't think you're not going to work, do you?"

"No. I'll keep working."

"Goodoo. You should know Anjani. The home is underfunded. Don't continue to be a baby. Especially if you're an adult. You understand!"

"Yes I understand, now let go of me!" my door. Diana let go of the clutches of her hands.

"Be careful if you're lying."

"I'm not gonna lie to you. Why am I covering up my conversation with Brother Zein anyway. Nothing is important."

"Be careful when you talk. Brother Zein is the son of the owner of the parlor where you live."

"Not the owner, but only the chief administrator!"

"You've been brave, Anjani? If I take the place of the head mother then I'll drive you out of here!"

"Just give it up."

"You're not thinking of taking my position, are you?"

"I'm not interested."

"Then why do you always refuse when you're adopted?"

"Because I just want to move into my real home. With my mom and dad!"

Diana's laughter went straight to the loose, she again laughed at me who still hoped to be together with father and mother.

"Until when will you realize Anjani? You've been thrown away, something that's been thrown away will never be taken back!"

"Diana!" the voice of aunt Desi stopped the laughter of Diana, the orphanage child other than me who refused to be adopted because she wanted to replace the position of the head mother as the leader in this orphanage. For some reason he always suspected that I was aiming for the same position as him. I'm not interested in any of that at all. For me, staying in the parlour was only for my parents. "What did you say to Anjani? You want me to tell the chief about your wish so that you can be quickly appointed as a surrogate mother."

"No aunt Desi." Diana. He was instantly deathly pale.

"Why? You should be happy that Aunt Desi is willing to help you achieve what you dream of. This long?" I said.

"Anjani, I don't want to look for you!" said Diana.

"I don't want the head mom to know. Aunt please don't say anything. I still want to be led by the head mother. Still want to learn a lot from her" said Diana again.

"Oh yeah?" ask me again, because I never believed in Diana. He some time ago was so confident talking will replace the position of the head mother, but now even evasive because he did not want his hope known to the head mother. "Diana, I'm not your rival. I'm not interested in leading the parlor at all "I said.

"It's up to you to talk about what Anjani is. I'm not interested in hearing that. You know I'm very busy. There's a lot I want to learn for the betterment of this house than gossip with you." Diana immediately passed leaving me and aunt Desi.

"It's weird." said I and Aunt Desi with a smile.

"Anjani, you don't have to think about Diana, which is important to focus on your goals in order to get to Jakarta!" said aunt Desi.

"Yes Bi. I get it."

***

At seven o'clock in the morning, I was already preparing to leave when Diana again blocked my steps. He deliberately did not let me leave before answering all the questions asked.

"Do you really want to be a gardener?" ask Diana.

"Yes!" I replied rather annoyed as I was in a hurry.

"Anjani, where is a gardener like you?"

"Why indeed?"

"Unbecoming. The life of that cloak suit?"

"Why indeed? You think the gardener's all messy? Of course not. I'm a tatted gardener." I answered the origin. As soon as the opportunity left, I ran away from him.

Diana always wanted to know what I was doing. He always thought I was his rival, but I wasn't. Obviously educationally he is much better than me. Diana graduated from High School, while I only had an SD diploma.

My footsteps stopped right in front of the fence of the most luxurious villa around the lake. Three-story villa with gold wall paint that makes it more elegant. It was just that it was covered by a two meter high wall surrounding the vast courtyard of the villa.

"Excuse me .. excuse me. Excuse me!" I said, knocking on the iron fence.

I was still standing in front of the iron fence of the villa with this very luxurious flower garden. Brother Philip said, this villa was open to tourists, but somehow now it is closed. There are several rumors circulating, one of which is because the son of the owner of this garden died so he did not want to continue his business. Though this is one of the villas that are a favorite of tourists because in addition to complete and luxurious facilities, it is also very close to the lake. The view inside is also very good.

"How do I get inside, huh?" I scratched the head that was not itchy, while my veil had been whining because from earlier moved irregularly.

"Hallo .. hello sir. Excuse um. I want to find a job. Can you open the door?" again I called out in a loud voice, hoping that someone inside would hear, but there was no answer at all until my throat was dry.

From the small gaps between the wall and the fence, I could see the huge villa building. Not a single person was seen passing by.

Is this villa empty? But the time of villas of this size no one occupies. Too bad. If the owner wants to share for the children of the orphanage where I live, surely all residents of the orphanage no longer need to sleep in a narrow room while holding the heat.

Just imagine, the room that should be inhabited by four people instead filled up to fifteen people. Especially if there are a lot of new kids coming in. It could be double. It is appropriate that the head of the mother is dizzy to think about the finances of the home that are always reduced while the residents are always increasing.

My eyes looked back around the villa, hoping to see someone wandering there so I could enter. But the result is still empty.

I cannot go home with open arms without certainty. Maybe the chief revoked his permission so I can no longer come here.