The Destiny I Chose
Utilizing

"Eh, anu, I'll just scream, Lid. You don't want to carelessly love your child to people." Mama's still looking for reasons not to hire a babysitter. Where might he want to take out his budget and cut the monthly rations from Mas Radit.

"It's okay, Ma, I realize that I'm a normal human being. How strong take care of three children and clean a house this big alone, yes, right, Ms. Mira." I was deliberately looking for justification from Mira Ma'am. It feels very lucky to be able to check them out like this. People come to this house so I can teach them a lesson. These two hypocritical creatures.

"Udah, you focus on the makeup. Dit, the hunt is ready, you guys should be leaving soon, right? Mama will call Ms Retno here to help take care of the children. You're stocked, aren't you, Lid?"

"Udah, Ma, it's in the fridge."

"Well, that's fine, so the manager's wife. Can join the party of the rich people," said Mbak Mira. He doesn't know how this manager treats his wife. Although Mira's husband is just an online motorcycle taxi driver, but he is the type of loving and understanding husband. Evidently from Mira who never bothered about children when traveling because there is a husband. It's not uncommon for me to see her husband helping her with homework. Ah, it feels like I'd love to exchange lives with Ms. Mira.

"Yes, delicious, Mom. Every month get a dozen million monthly money. Not to mention bonuses and other perks. Frequent shopping, sightseeing, buying gold, styles." I glanced at the increasingly irritated expression of my mother. Obviously I just talked about it. He is the one who receives tens of millions from Mas Radit every month.

"But if you see how you never leave the house, Lid? You don't have gold either. Pake dong, Lid, let people know that your husband is a lot of money."

"Yes, Ma'am, gold is kept by my mother-in-law. If I were happy, I would forget. Where, the golden ma that mama has made? I'm using dong."

With an annoyed face, she went straight to her room and brought back a lot of jewelry.

"Well, a lot, yeah, Lid. Wear it, dong, you'll be more beautiful."

She also handed me a ring, bracelet, necklace and earrings. I am happy to wear it. I saw myself wearing all that jewelry in the mirror.

I feel overwhelmed to be able to use this thing even if it is only for a moment. I read Mas Radit returning from the kitchen after cooling Selvia's milk. The girl of my du number immediately drank it while lying down like before.

Once it was done, I could see how beautiful I was. Wearing clothes and expensive items, as well as makeup that is not too menor. It turns out that if dressed, I can be beautiful like this.

After Miss Retno came, Mas Radit and I left. Along the way, he kept scolding me for taking advantage of the opportunity when there was Mira. However, I just chose to be quiet and ignore what he said. I know, no matter how hard I try to explain and wake her up, she will never understand. His heart was already covered in the selfishness taught by his mother.

I don't have to worry about my kids because there's Miss Retno. Mama wouldn't be able to squint if there was her. The gossip lady will definitely spread the news quickly if she sees the awkwardness done by her mother.

"You are, yes, beware of the party to be timid! I'll make you sorry!" I heard a threat from him again.

"Yes, Mom, sorry, yeah. I was released. It was so good to be able to enjoy things I could never enjoy." I just smiled a little. Although Mas Radit's words were very cruel, but I was used to hearing them.

"Turp you, yeah! Thank goodness I wanted to take you! It's ugly, it's usually just nicotine." Still grumbling with all the insults.

"Well, I'm pretty, still ugly?"

"You want to dress up and be like an artist, if it's bad, it's still ugly!"

"Oh, that's it, yeah, Mas. I'm sorry about your ugly wife, yeah."

"Not funny, you know!"

Uh, Mas Radit's getting pissed. Makes me laugh in my heart. It's better I don't get too absorbed in what he always says or does. Let it be like this to keep my mind sane.

Ting tung tung ting's. There was the sound of Mas Radit's cell phone that was located next to him. He quickly grabbed his phone before I saw who the caller was.

I scrunched my forehead a little because I saw the beginning of the letter T. Wh who? Ah, maybe only his coworkers were asking for our position.

"Not lifted, Mom? Lift it up, dong, who knows how important."

"Give me, it's none of your business!" Radit kept letting his phone ring. Makes me even more suspicious. Is he hiding something? Or, was he cheating?

Just be careful, Mas, if until you really cheat, I will follow the advice of Sister Rena. I will never be able to tolerate infidelity for whatever reason.