Change of Mind
Stepmother

"I.-" Rasya was nervous.

" Not to answer first. Give me three days to think"

"Tante Sela misses you very much. Want to come with me home? He often wishes he had met you again" Om Herman smiled to himself in light of his wife's behavior.

"Not yet, next time. Let aunt miss me even more"

They laugh together.

...***...

Rasya is arranging his daily roster for tomorrow. The few days that he accepted Herman's offer. Be he must set his daily time so that everything can be done.

Early morning, wake up early to breakfast for the adek-adeknya and then menggampus. Done mengcampus, go home and go to the company to learn to do business even though the company is not yet operational.

Home at night, learn to cook so as not to eat eggs every day. And so on. While the task of cleaning the house has been scheduled for Devan and David. Rasya continued to hope and pray so that their home did not end.

Every day he used to go to the company. It's exhausting, but what can I do. Efforts will not betray the outcome.

The days are pretty solid. He didn't even have time to take care of himself. Om Herman said they were still lucky because they found overseas investors quickly.

Working in a company is exhausting. How can billionaires stick with their pretty crazy jobs. Me who is still a beginner has lived half a life.

Rasya continued to grumble in his heart for being too tired to take care of the company independently. Moreover, the opinion of employees who are reliable and good. Enough of her self was scorned.

His eyes were already gritted when he got off the car om Herman who drove him home.

"When the hell do you want to come to my house. Aunt Sela really never got tired of her hope of meeting you" Herman smiled. There was no tired look on his face. Maybe because taking care of the company is like daily food.

"Have you said yes if you met Rasya?" Rasya panic.

"No really. Just waiting for us to succeed... In due course"

"Patient to you. We are both fighting" Rasya said before Herman's car left him.

Rasya yawned for a bit. His eyes were already very narrowed. Rasya if given a choice between rich or an established soul mate, he chose to sleep.

Tok tok tok tok

She doesn't usually lock the door.

Chequelek

The door of the house is open. Rasya was confused heavily at the sight of the person who opened the door.

"No need to look at me like that. I also don't want to have a stepson" the woman encouraged Rasya to enter while looking at her cynically.

"Eh, my son has come home. Let's talk for a second, son. A moment, dear" Rasya's father spoke softly and nicely to the woman.

Looks like his new wife - Rasya.

Rasya was brought into the kitchen by his father.

"You don't mess with your stepmother while I'm not at home, because from today she's officially your stepmother and living at home" said her father Rasya.

"Well, how's mama's truck?" rasha asked with a slightly raised voice.

"What is my business. Then your mama first dumped me" Rasya's father glared at her.

"Bah, don't gini dong. What if the situation is reversed?" Rasya almost shed his tears. How very his father.

"No way. Your stepmother is good. REMEMBER, take care of the behavior of your two sisters and don't let them act again"

Why them? - Rasya.

He forgot how his two sisters are doing now. Rasya ran outside the kitchen to his sister's room. He didn't care how his father called him from earlier.

Devan is also trying to treat it slowly so as not to add pain to David.

"For the damn woman. Body is good. But the same face of his mouth is inversely proportional" David's emotions.

"meaning?"

"SIMILAR TO RUST EXHAUST, eushhh" David grimaced while holding the edge of his wound. I wanted Rasya to laugh, but this is a serious situation.

"Not emotional. Is it getting worse?!" cibir Devan's.

"So, I don't think I'm feeling right anymore in this house" David argued. Devan started packing his P3K box.

"Patience yes. My sister is also trying to make money. The sister company has been running well and hopefully it can be accepted by the community well" Rasya sad. Her tears came out.

"Sister should go to college for at least another year. If suppose my brother has finished the trial, we immediately find a new home. So please hold on for a little while longer huh" Rasya hugged his two younger siblings.

...***...

"PAH, STOP" Rasya's father was about to beat Devan again, but he managed to resist his father's attack.

"YOU ASKED YOURSELF YOUR SISTER" Her father'S emotion.

"SISTER, THAT WOMAN WHO TOOK THE SAVINGS IN MY LEMARIKU, IF NOTHING MIGHT BE LOST" Devan was about to beat up his stepmother.

"DEVAAANNN" now his father is also ready to beat Devan.

Quickly Rasya and David stop the uncontrolled Devan. Her stepmother stopped her father.

"Dear, already. Mending now we go out first"

"DISGUSTING" replied David could not stand the attitude of his stepmother soft.

His father regained his emotions and was about to beat David up. But his new wife kept him calm.

Damnnnn, what trial is this. Why did I just go home there was another problem - Rasya.

Rasya also really does not feel at home anymore. He looked down at his two younger siblings who kept staring at the departure of this damn man of the house.

He takes Devan and David into his room.

"Kok you guys can tell the hell the attached mak took Devan's savings?" rasha asked while sitting on Devan's study chair.

Devan had no intention of answering, he had already closed his eyes to sleep. Forget about whatever happened tonight.

"There's a perfume. In any case, as long as the dapper has not come, never even the piggy bank bang Devan disappeared" gossip warm David.

"What's the content about?" ask Rasya again.

"About twelve million. That's Devan's race money during High School" Devan answered with a wit. It felt like now Rasya also wanted to beat up the woman.

...***...

Next day. Rasya's college and work are off because of Sunday. Finished cooking breakfast, he immediately struggled on the porch chair of his house researching the files in front of him.

"Sister, I went to futsal practice huh. On the field

XX" said David while wearing shoes.

Suddenly his father came home with a bag of crackers filled with food. Rasya looked suspiciously while David was ordinary. No intention to ask.

"How come you're not a coin? usually you are the most bablas" asked Rasya in between his activities.

David rolled his eyes lazily