The Marriage Contract With My Secretary
The Wrong Education

Areta sighed looking at Pricilla who had just walked into the house. Currently the time shows at two in the morning, which indicates that the morning will come soon. But daughter? Gosh darn. Areta so surprised herself to see the behavior of Pricilla is increasingly just happening. Areta blackmails Jessy into willing to pay for Pricilla's tuition. But once graduated, instead of immediately looking for a job, Pricilla was busy alone with his obscure friends. Sometimes Areta feels that Jessy is a thousand times better than Pricilla. Yes, although only a child and stepmother, but Areta can not lie to her own heart if she actually keeps a little sympathetic to her stepson.

"Mom, if sleepy it's sleep. Not even daydreaming like a person who catches a demon. It's weird!" reprimand Pricilla after sitting on the sofa. He then looked closely at the mother. "What's up, hm? Is Mom's monthly money over? Should I call Jessy sister no?"

"Pris, you want to know when to keep counting on Jessy like this, huh! It's been a year since you graduated from college, looking for your own job. Aren't you ashamed to see Jessy working for a big company? Try to compete with him, Pris. I want to see you succeed like Jessy. Understood?" areta's Nagging.

"Ck, start again. It's just work that I talk about all the time. Why the hell would I just laze around at home? You have an eye pain or what?"

"Be polite, Pricilla!"!

In the snaps by the mother made Pricilla roll his eyes panted. He then remembered the state of the rental house where his stepbrother lived that had been abandoned in the fire. Instantly the frustration in Pricilla disappeared, replaced by the seeds of worry that suddenly appeared in his mind.

Where did Jessy sleep after her house burned down? He couldn't stay in his office, right? Oh, my God, why am I panicking like this. Should I just call Jessy and ask her where she lives now. Ah, not ah. He'll have a big head if he finds out I'm worried about him. No-no, I'd better come to the Thampson Group tomorrow and ask the people who work there. There's no way they no one doesn't know!

"Aihh, I'm sleepy" said Pricilla, then covered her mouth that would evaporate. "Hoaammmm," ....

"Go to your room. I know that you just reason to be sleepy. You're gonna want to play games with your friends again, right?" areta asked no wonder about the character of her daughter this one. Upset was useless because Pricilla would never listen to what she said. Free. The advice will only go into the right ear and then out again through the left ear.

"Let's know that I want to play a game, ma'am. Hehe, what a caring mother. Then good night. Mother also went to bed. I don't want to bother taking care of Mom if she gets sick!"

My God, Pricilla is my daughter and Jessy is my stepdaughter. But why do I feel like my only real daughter is Jessy? Is it possible that this is the payback for the crimes I have committed against him all this time? Gosh, gosh,

Meanwhile, Pricilla, who had arrived in the room, immediately went to the bathroom and washed her face with cold water. Pricilla's gaze was then glued to the mirror before her. He was silent, but slowly his eyes started to heat up and ended up with the appearance of a puddle of clear liquid there. Yeah, Pricilla's crying.

"Why, Mom. Why do you always compare me to Jessy. Don't you know that it makes my heart so sick. Don't you know that I really want to be like Jessy's sister? I know it's not, huh!" pricilla said with tears. He then pressed his chest which felt tight and also hurt. "I'm worried about Jessy, Mom. The house is on fire, and now I don't know where Jessy lives and with whom. Do you think I'd be that cruel to not care about my own brother? No, Mother. I'm proud to have an older sister like Jessy. But I hate it every time you compare me to her. I hate Jessy because she's too perfect. I hate him who can do everything so easily and I can't. I hate that, Mother. I hate that!"

Slowly Pricilla's body finally fell to the bathroom floor. Tonight Pricilla is really not excited while having fun with her friend at the bar. His mind was always on the big brother, he was anxious but could not show his anxiety. Too proud for Pricilla to budge, he did not want his brother to feel big head if he knew that Pricilla was actually very worried about him.

"Hikss, Dad. I'm tired of being made into comparison material by Mom. I'm tired of always being forced to rival Sister Jessy, I'm tired. Can't you tell Mom not to force me to be like everyone else? I also want to be successful, but not in the same way as Jessy. I had my own dreams, and I was determined to achieve them. But why did you never give her support for me? Mom hates Jessy, but she always enjoys all her money. Mom doesn't like Jessy very much, but she always forces me to be the same as her. This is not fair, Dad. Mom's attitude is very unfair to me and to Jessy. Please remind me, Dad. Please tell Mom not to interfere too much in our future. It was enough that he gave prayers and support, there was no need to arrange this and that made us feel uncomfortable. Help me, Dad. Hikssss" said Pricilla complained to his father who had long gone to heaven.

Actually, Pricilla loved her stepbrother very much. Regarding his attitude like this, all of it comes from the teachings of the Mother who always said that Pricilla should not lose to her brother. Pricilla, which was still innocent, was only obedient when asked by the mother to do this and that. But after she grew up, Pricilla finally understood that the attitude that the mother taught was very arrogant. And the result of that upbringing now makes Pricilla grow into a girl who is indifferent and only concerned with her happiness. He was tired of being treated like a doll. He's really tired.

"Hiksss, anyway later if I get married and have children, I will keep Mother from my children. I don't want Mom to educate them to grow up to be an arrogant human like me. You witch, hiksss. I really wanted to hate Mom, but I was scared of being cursed by God. It's a bitch, isn't it?" pricilla said while wiping his snot that almost entered the mouth. He then stood up, washed his face again and stepped out of the bathroom. Pricilla was sleepy, she wanted to rest her body and mind which were already very tired. He needed time to calm his heart. Hmmmm.

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