Not the usual Cinderella
Chapter 7

After returning home from work, I drove the car to a residence in a fairly Elite area.

I really don't want to go back there. But dad asked me to visit him, even though I wasn't sure he was the one who sent the message.

Not that I don't know if Dad misses me too, but from the look in his eyes I know he's punishing himself for a sin he once committed on me.

Until he'd rather let me go, and live my own life.

Even so, again I plunged myself into the stratagem of my stepmother. Who else can I accuse if not that old lady doesn't know herself.

I'm sure the word 'father wants to meet' is a strategy for me to visit his house and start a drama so I can get back to meeting his hedonistic needs.

I parked the car right next to my sister's vehicle, "hemmm ... It seems like the drama this time is quite interesting" I muttered with a slanted smile.

Nayla was rarely home if I was visiting her residence. He would rather avoid having to hear the commotion between me and his mother.

This time, it will involve him. Because of the money he asked for, probably because he failed to get my girlfriend to help him. Very devious not.

What are they gonna do? Of course blame me, especially. They often do not reflect how their attitude so far, while there is something to blame, of course they prefer to throw the stone to others.

The sound of an open key knob made me not have to bother knocking.

Marsha—my second stepbrother who opened the door with his cuckoo face. The teenage girl was more focused on staring at the screen of her phone in her right hand.

I sneered at the way the girl who was still wearing her school uniform.

Tight clothes with a plaid skirt far above her knees. Inwardly thinking what was so the dress code in her Elite school?

"It's really nice to have your uniform Mar," led me with a scornful look for sure.

"Emerge like this! My school is different from Negri's!" and then left me with my feet.

"Well good, next month I won't have to pay you Spp!" I threatened to make him stop for a moment.

Indeed, the child and mother did not know themselves, I financed him to be able to attend the Elite school but he was never polite to me.

"Maaaah .." whining to Cinderella's stepmother.

"Uda get in there!" tell my stepmother to her youngest daughter.

Marsha closed her bedroom door loudly, showing her authority. Oh he wants to play games with me as it turns out.

Okay, that girl will be a warm-up for the start of our next fight.

"Out you! It's so nice to slam the door, you think it's your ancestor's house!"

"Can't you change the door if it's broken! What to get out of here, HAH!"

"Do not doubt yourself! Maybe you guys if I don't pay for the house now! Don't care if you sleep under the bridge!"

My meaning is outside her room. My chest went up and down with a loud voice.

Cinderella's stepmother approached, her eyes filled with a glare of hatred for me, but she tried to be gentle.

Hmh! I know his bullshit wits, because today's the deadline for his end of the day he has to pay for the rental house.

"Sorry Marsha Ras, she's exhausted by a lot of work" he asked.

I dropped my ass on the nearest couch. The door of my half-sister's room opened, the girl who had been acting arrogant could only look down while walking closer to her mother. Ask for help, of course.

"What the hell is Ka?" it was Nayla's voice coming out of her room as well.

Didn't she hear my curse from earlier? Does the room have a silencer?

"You're getting rough now! Is it really up to you to finance our race's life?" the question that was thrown with a sharp tone finally came out of my stepmother's mouth.

"Can ‘kannya you teach, your daughters manners? As if to tell them both, I am the one who fills their stomachs and makes them get dressed!"

"That's your responsibility."

"Suppose that in return because I didn't throw you away first" he sneered.

Reply he said? I really want to tear his mouth right now, from childhood I was treated arbitrarily by him, did not get the right of my own father's love, and he easily said return.

"What have you ever done for me? If you are not happy please leave my father, there is nothing you can squeeze from him, I will be happy to accept it,” my challenge.

He moved agitatedly, my threat was on target, I used to be willing to do whatever he ordered for fear of his threat that would always separate me from my father.

But not now, once I have the money, I'll turn it around. If he dumps dad then I will happily take care of him.

I'm sure he won't dare, maybe he thinks I'm stupid, I know his foul behavior out there, trying to find prey in order to hang himself on old bandits, old bandits, unfortunately all his targets just want to play around with him.

"You always threaten like that, do you think your father wants to throw away his flesh and blood? Surely your father would prefer not to be far from Nayla and Marsha" he replied confidently.

I know that, father did love the two daughters of my stepmother's womb. Dad loved me too, though he also hurt me because of his favoritism.

He never was rude and rude to me, but he never sensitized to my tormented self living with my stepmother and stepbrother.

"Is there money? Later Mamah phone Bu Ratna to meet—"

"There's no money" cut me.

"WHAT!" strangler

"This is the final limit of Raras! What if Bu Ratna kicked us out?"

"Yes how else, the money is not there," I said casually.

Of course I lied, I had a stash that would probably let his eyeballs loose if I saw my account book.

From my salary at the office? Of course not, that's the money I got from Joan of course.

Why did I keep asking for twenty million this morning, if I had a stash.

The answer is because I don't want my savings to decrease, it's my investment that I'll use one day if he dumps me.

My stepmother let out a rough sigh, while propping up her head. She soon looked back at me with a hopeful look.

"Don't you have any money for dad's treatment? Mending to pay rent," he said without guilt.

"Mah!"

"Mah!"

Me and Nayla were back to snap at him together. Only Marsha sat quietly looking at us.

"All of my money is from dad's medicine! Do you want my father to die soon?"

"Good, it's better that way, not so that I don't have to bother to meet your needs" I sneered.

My stepmother's body trembled, of course she was frightened, my threat would obviously harm her later on. I'm sure he wouldn't be ready to face the rigors of life without a host supporting him.

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Tbc