Love Dictator
Beginning of the problem

As I was about to run away through the rain, suddenly someone pulled my hand from behind.

There was a slightly angry voice.

And the voice stopped my steps.

"Do you want to get sick?" My hand was taken off by her, "Would you run away in the rain with your dumb-dress...?" His voice sounded loudly offset the rain that was falling at that time.

I wonder who the man who swore me was sick and pulled my hand.

To answer my curiosity, I turned to see who this man was.

"Males wearing toska shirts, double breasted navy suits, matching slim fit pants, height of approximately 170cm, with spiky hair, and a leather watch on his left hand, she was the one sitting next to my chair?" My grouse in my heart, "What's he doing?" I shudder in horror.

"At least wear this!" He opened his suit and hung it on both of my shoulders.

"No need, no nothing." I meant to open the coat that hangs on both my shoulders.

But suddenly his hand held my hand to keep his suit hanging right on my shoulder.

"Just use it." He's a little upset.

"You were sitting next to my chair?" I glanced at him, "Is your business inside done?" I feel like he's following me.

"I was sitting next to you." He rubbed his sleeves that were wet with rain water, "My mouthfuls of jam." he chimed in while looking dreamy.

Flashback.

"Sister Selim, brother when will he come?" Wita was shocked to see her sister, "I don't think she's coming to my birthday party."Wita smiled happily.

She is Wita's half-sister and her half-sister Rosa her name is Selim Zayyn Ibrahim.

Selim's mother, Diana remarried to her father Wita, from the wedding her mother Selim has 2 daughters who are still girls, namely Juwita who is usually called Wita, and Rosa her brother Wita.

"Happy birthday to Wita." Selim hugged her step-sister and did not forget to give her a gift wrapped in wrapping paper.

"What's this?" Wita held up her card, "I only got a small gift from my now successful sister." Wita protest.

"What do you want my gift from Wita?" Selim asked.

"I want a fancy car gift from my sister." Wita.

"Just open the card, maybe it's the car keys." Selim smiles.

"Can I really open the card now?" Wita was enthusiastic, "What is the real gift of this car key?" Wita doubted. "Son't he double up?" Wita hurriedly opened the gift Selim gave her.

"Slowly open it Wita." Selim teased her, "Silver won't take back the prize."

Wita was shocked after the gift was successfully opened.

"What's a car key?" Wita hesitated at what she saw, "Son really gave me a car?" Wita made sure the key was genuine, "But where's the car?" Wita suspects Selim.

"The car is in the garage of my sister's house, STNKnya just came out next month." Selim explained, "If you don't believe tomorrow just look at yourself at home." Selim pinched his sister's cheek.

"Even though my real brother gave me a car, I still couldn't drive it myself, because my mom didn't give me permission." Wita pouted disappointed.

"That's pretty much manageable."Selim blinked his eyes, though,

"Son is the best." Wita held out both thumbs, though,

"Thank you brother, I pray that you can quickly get a mate." Wita pinched her brother's cheek.

From a distance Selim sees his mother and stepfather. His mother's name was Karian, she waved at Selim.

Selim replied with a smile.

At that time Selim said goodbye to Wita to go home.

Selim leaves Wita, without seeing his parents.

Wita no wonder why Selim behaved like that.

His mother hated Selim so much since her divorce from her father, because her father had another dream woman, Rebeca.

At that time Selim was 3 years old, he was under by his biological father Ruslan.

But a month later Rebeca asked Ruslan to marry her and move to work in Germany, because Rebeca herself had a career last year as a desiner in Germany.

At that time Selim was left in foster care by his father, with the intention that Selim not be a barrier to his marriage.

Ruslan promised Selim that he would return soon, but 2 years later his father did not come to pick him up.

At the age of 5 years, Selim heard from the caretaker that his father would not return, and Selim will be picked up by his own biological mother, Karina.

Since then Selim has lived with Karina, his new father, and his two half-sisters.

Since then also Selim always in siska by his mother, made to vent his anger. Karina felt the cause of her percerain was because of Selim.

As Selim was about to rush home, Karian looked and approached Selim.

"Well, do you want to just walk away?" Karina snapped at Selim, "Why are you just smiling?" Karian's upset.

Selim remained silent not budging.

"Aren't you going to say hello to your parents and not consider me your mother anymore?" Karian kept asking.

Selim chimed in on his mother "How are you, is it okay?" Selim kissed both of her mother's cheeks.

"Your mother is fine." her mother answered tightly, "From what you see now it looks like you're fine too." her mother chimed in on Selim.

"I'm fine it's all because of the mama who always prayed for me." Selim smiles.

"You can't be arrogant because you can live alone and be successful." Karina pointed at Selim,

"You should always remember your mother, because I'm your only parent. Even though Mom never took care of you but still your parents." Karina.

"You don't get me wrong, I've never thought that." Selim.

"Let's join mamah, you'll introduce to some mama business friends." Karina pulls Selim's hand.

Karina introduced Selim to some of her business associates and chatted about the business they were running.

After Selim felt quite chatted, he said goodbye to go home.