Different Fates
Tiga

“This serious I?” ask me not to believe after seeing the reflection of the mirror. 

Puput.

“Nevent thought it turns out I'm beautiful too,” said I was proud while fingering a face that is now similar to Sabrina.

“Lu tuh gorgeous, Bia,” Praise Puput. “But lu songong doesn't want to glow up. Very proud with your dirty face it.”

“Entar I thought first. This is partly for the sake of my script that wants to be made into a series.”

“Finally after five times change make up there is a match also the same face you, Bi,” said Puput relieved.

I laughed at how upset Puput's face was half an hour ago when I protested over her makeup. Yes it is, who does not protest if the request to be Lisa blackpink even become a mother-female kek.

Menors.

“Lu is not self-conscious, Bia,” is upset with Puput when I protest. “Your face is also mediocre, you even asked to be made to cake the Lisa.”

“Yes said you were a regular makeup-in artist.”

“Gue MUA, not plastic doctor!” protesting against Puput while shaking my head. 

Ish, can I be stupid later if challenged. Is there a plastic doctor? Ngandi-ngandi is indeed the Puput.

“Yes only times your hands are magical that.”

“Mouth you magic!” 

After we argued for quite a while, Puput finally relented and then went back to removing the makeup on my face.

“Remember yes, don't cake earlier. Make it as supernatural as possible, let me be beautiful. Minimum kek Sabrina.”

Puput clucked but kept working on my request.

“Gue make your face a tropical forest cake, guaranteed natural,” pissed Puput.

The heat! Unambiguous.

“E but, this tool make up you do not make me spotty right, Put?” my many.

“Why indeed?”

“My face rarely get makeup let alone skincare, fear of running out of your makeup-in so spotty my face.”

“Lu rest easy, this cosmetic has, so it's safe for you. I'm wearing the same suit your face type kok.”

“Good,” my word is relieved.

“During this time you wear what to your face, Bi?”

“Air wudu.”

Again, Puput stuck to my head. Could be a long concussion.

“Gue wrong what?” Just pissed. “Kata Pak Ustadz air wudu make our face glowing.”

“Sunday lu Bia, handover.”

Finally I smiled satisfied to see the results of the makeup for the last time.

“But if looked at with jelly is actually you are a little similar to Sabrina,” said Puput made me speechless.

Yes slightly. 

“What do you think is similar from me and Sabrina?”

“You both have eyes, nose and lips.”

Now replace me who stuck to the head of Puput, followed by the curse of the girl.

“Friends no morals.”

“Try, you take care of your body a little, Bi. Don't be wronged by yourself.”

“Iya later if I have been able to hidayah,” I said origin.

I quietly exhaled a heavy breath. How long will I survive this comfort zone?

“Trust me, Bi. Lu is beautiful if you want to improve your appearance,” said Puput. “Lu is given the same complete body and face of God, just how you want to take care of his creation.”

“Gue says later if you can hidayah.”

“Hopefully the directions were quick to come before you died.”

“Astaghfirullah doain is fine, Put. No more you meet my cake friend.”

“Yang round cake you lot, Bi. But the ones who are salty but kind are just lu.”

My stomach hugged me from behind. Where else would he meet a friend as good as me?

__________________

“Sabia?”

I got married to Mr. Rully—bos at my place of employment as well as the producer of the series to be adopted from my novel.

I came to the office 10 minutes early. Mr. Rully came with someone I know as a famous director.

“You—“

“Please sit down, Sir,” I said interrupting. I knew he would comment on my appearance today.

“Shouldn't I have told you to sit down, Sabia? This is my room.”

I scratched my head that was covered in a peach veil.

Yes too.

After greeting each other, we discussed the cooperation we would do. Mr. Yudis—the director who came with Mr. Rully has agreed to put my script contract through.

“You can come when casting prospective cast in the series later,” said Mr. Yudis.

“Sure.”

I actually prefer working behind the scenes. Accept sorted. But I also need to see the most suitable candidate for the role of the character in my novel. I don't want to fail with the first movie that was adopted from my story.

“For the time, I'll call you.”

I nodded in understanding. 

Mr. Judis resigned, while I was both in Mr. Rully's room. 

“Sabia,” call the man who said he was still single.

Poor, the handsome has not done well.

“Bapak tanya?”

“No! I'm angry,” upset Mr. Rully.

“Friends, Sir.”

“Udah I guessed. You where there is talent hold makeup tools.”

Dih, nyolot!

“You talent is only in front of the laptop and eat meatballs.”

“Sori, Sir. Meatballs are a hobby. Not talent.”

“As of you,” he said. “Tapi—“

I raise my eyebrows. 

“Do not dance like this in front of others without me.”

“Means?”

“You're ugly.”

I frowned. I thought I'd be praised a little, insulted. 

“I think you want to say I'm beautiful.”

“Do not go to your ge-eran.”

“It looks like Mr. Grogi I,” godaku. 

Mr. Rully even looked upset. It's wrong behavior.

“Just don't groom again like this.”

“Kan Father who yesterday told me to dance beautiful.”

Geez! Got a gini boss.

“Already, Sir, I'm saying goodbye. Want to go to my Mama's house.”

I'm out of Mr. Rully's room. Can hypertension for a long time one room with a boss who has no morals so.

“Sabia,” calls him again makes me stop the pace.

“What else, anyway?” just pissed.

“You're beautiful—“

I looked up, and smiled embarrassedly.

“If viewed from Monas use straws.”

One of my shoes floated into Mr. Rully's face. The insolent!

___________

I bumped into Sabrina as she got off the Online motorcycle taxi that drove me to Mama's house. Slightly stunned, Sabrina again neutralized her expression. But, I'm sure he was surprised by my appearance.

“Lu dandan?” he asked me what I answered with a nod of my head.

We didn't talk much, because unlike the other brothers, me and Sabrina were different. There is a foreign feeling, whereas we are brothers who share one womb.

“Please take care of Papa,” I said. “Lately his health is not too good,” I said before entering the house of Mama.

There is no cheerful welcome from Mama like most parents do when they meet their children who soon meet.

“Sabia?”

I looked up at Mama who had just come down the stairs.

“Mama wants to go to the salon. You want to come?”

I'm shaking. 

“Once in a while you take care of yourself,” Mama said. “Fatty causes are hoarding, you look older than your age.”

Yes sick. Though I came here intentionally not remove my makeup to be seen by Mama. I thought Mama would be surprised to see my appearance, but nil.

“Don't be wrong, Ma. This fat that protects Sabia from cold air during the rainy season.” I defended myself.

“Kayak bear.”

Gosh darn. Mama bear is feeding her own child. Not welcomed his son came, even invited. I just want to go back to Papa's house. 

“You can follow Sabrina who can take care of herself, Sabia.”

Again.

“Sabia self-care by eating, Ma.”

“Gosh.” Mama rolled her eyeballs. Maybe annoyed. “Mama talks like this for your own good. Don't keep fighting.”

I exhaled a tired breath.

“Sabrina never even denied Mama.”

“Because what I consider a child is only Sabrina,” I said annoyed.

“What do you mean Sabia?”

I'm unmoving. My mother seemed surprised by my words. But, that's the truth. Sabrina was always perfect in my eyes. 

In fact, Mama never praised me like Papa when I won the inter-school science competition.

Mama also never praised me when I became a class champion and general champion when I was in school.

Mama only praised Sabrina who won the fashion show race. 

I smiled miris. Unfairly.

“Don't make a tantrum, Sabia. You just came and already made us fight.”

I relented. I no longer ignore what Mom said. I wasn't the one who started it. Let, the young must indeed succumb, perhaps the age factor.

“Sabia,”

Call Mama when I want to enter my room.

“Mama hope you will be aware of what Mama said.”