Not the usual Cinderella
Chapter 8

"So brother with his arrogant ngancem do not want to pay rent house! It's like my brother has his money. It's just big shit!" cibir Marsha's.

Now the girl dared to stare fiercely at me. The fear was just a shield so as not to be blamed.

"Earlier than yesterday you lived here who paid? Pake his brain," I replied fiercely while pointing at my own head.

"Ka .." lirih Nayla mediates the debate between me and her half-sister.

"Don't really have any money?"

"There is, today is Dad's schedule to the hospital, fortunately there is money for father's treatment," I replied lazily.

Nayla sighed, the three people before me were silent, perhaps devising another strategy to subdue me.

"Yes have sold your car first—" my stepmother's crazy idea.

Oh, my God, I'd love to throw a couch cushion at him, he'd like to talk. I see Nayla's a little scared. Ah I know what she's afraid of because of her mother's stupid words.

"Why should my car, don't you guys have a car?" my cynicism while looking at the surprised Nayla.

"You mean? It's our only car, you don't know how troublesome we are because it only has one car. If you're going to live alone, Mamah sure riding a motorcycle is not a problem," my stepmother fumed.

I laughed, why are they the ones who set me up. Since I'm sick of it I'd better leave them to see my father.

My stepmother tried to prevent my departure by blocking my arm.

"Neither be polite! You were a treak-treak talking about manners, in fact your attitude is also bad!" mean it.

Kutepis rough check until he staggered a little backwards, lucky Marsha caught the body of his mother.

"I'm here to meet dad, it doesn't have anything to do with you guys" I snorted.

I set out again to my original destination, to meet my father. My heart grimaces at the sight of his condition, this stuffy room must be occupied.

My stepmother was cruel, she no longer wanted to sleep in the room with my father, because her sleep was disturbed by my father's vague whining.

My dad had a stroke this year, he had a heart condition before.

Dad's heart disease that made him lose his job, he had to be retired early, a severance that was not much beginning to run out for our daily needs.

Until the disease relapsed and made him have heart surgery, that's when I was desperate to sell myself to get the money for the operation.

Regretted? No, I'm grateful that he's still by my side, I don't know what my life would be like if he left me alone.

The words I said to my stepmother were not really from the heart. I'm never ready to lose my only family.

I used to not really understand the complicated relationship between my parents and my stepmother, as I got older, I was sure my stepmother was my father's mistress, the age difference between me and Nayla is not far away.

"Dad, have you eaten?" my broom as those old eyes stare at me.

There were tears in his eyes. I'm sure he heard my debate with his second wife and son.

"Dad eaten Sus?" ask the nurse I've been assigned to take care of Dad.

"That's Raras, a little bit. Looks like he misses Ms. Raras," explained Rini.

I smiled at my father, he was indeed half-paralyzed, making some of his face sideways. But the left hand can still move even though it is not too normal.

The left hand rubbed my cheek gently. "Raras also misses Dad. Get up and go to the park" take me.

I asked Rini to get the wheelchair ready. My father's body is very thin, even so he is still a man, so his body still feels heavy.

I do not care stepmother and my two half-sisters who have been talking since, I wish I heard financial problems. Especially if it is not for the money.

This is where we were, just in the back garden of the rental house residence they occupied, but it was good enough to entertain father a little.

I paid Rini and also the security guard to help Rini lift up my father's body every morning to stay exposed to the morning sun.

"Did you send Sus's message?" I was curious, even though I was sure of my previous thoughts.

"Emc ... That's Ma'am," it's definitely Rini stammered, he's also confused how to answer.

"I know, just curious" I replied coldly.

"Sorry Mother." I touched my hand on his shoulder. It's a sign that I should forget about that trivial matter, it's always been like that.

My father always made me give up because of his new wife's arbitrary behavior. That's what made me feel like he was so unfair to me.

Nayla approached us shortly. He sat down next to me and faced our father. Clear circles dripped back from the corners of dad's eyes.

"Sorry Mom was Ka" he said.

"Have it, we'll talk about it later," I stopped the chatter, furious that I made it.

Did he show sadness in front of Dad? Want to make me look like a criminal who abandoned my family?

After returning father to the room to rest, I went back to see my stepfamily.

"Ras, you must not be selfish, from yesterday Ms. Ratna has ngancem ngusir us if today did not pay," said my mother.

I laughed a little amusedly at his attitude which from then on looked panicked.

"Denger ya Ras, don't expect Mama to be separated from your father! Mamah is your father's legal wife. So, if we are expelled from here Mamah will also invite and father," he threatened.

And I know that drama will make my father's health decline, cunning once this medusa.

"You better move, I can't afford to pay the rent" I complained.

"No! What do you want my friends to say, I have been ridiculed not using my own car, now I have to get out of this house? Anyway I don't want to know," Marsha protested with kempis breath.

"He paid for it himself" I said, standing up and leaving them.

"Ka wait," stop Nayla while holding my hand.

"Seriously don't want to pay?" tanyanya tried to convince.

"Not that I said, I can't afford the rent of this house, if you still want me to meet your needs, you're the one who must follow my will" I bargained.

He let go of the handle "So may I ask Mas Adam for help?" his tone was shrewd, but it was tucked into a threat there.

The girl's words were indeed outrageous, if Marsha never covered her demonic mask in front of me was different from Nayla who had an angel-faced but devil-hearted, but demon-like face, this girl is very smart to twist the words to impress that she is the most miserable human on the face of this earth and makes me look like a demon.

"Don't fuck Nay!" my snapping.

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Tbc.