Ice Cream
Brahman Ardantio

The footsteps of the young lady who came from the direction of the kitchen, brought a cup of coffee to herself.

Stopping at a room door, then look at the expensive watch that remains the same has 12 numbers, and it has shown at 06:30.

A pretty face full of polish, red lipstick blush and powder covered cheeks feel upset themselves, as if this morning is very bad, because it has to take care of his rebellious stepson.

A loud knock hit the door... "Reina wants to be up until when you sleep, if you don't go to school, it'll just make us here bother, you know."

There was no response from the occupants of the room, even after twenty-five beats, that was a calculated number, Reina was still silent inside the room.

"You wake up, you've been truant a lot, I don't want your father to be mad at me, for not being able to manage you."

Long enough, but still no answer.

"This child sleeps or dies, my hands hurt to hit the door." He muttered in annoyance.

But lingering over the stepson that her husband had, only gave her a headache, if not for Reina's father, she would not have bothered herself to take care of this young girl.

"If you don't wake up now, then I'll complain that you don't want to go to school anymore."

A threat that would definitely make his father angry, and when that happened then whoever it was did not dare to refute.

From the other side of the door....

Everything seemed chaotic, every outfit piled up irregularly, the scent of cigarette smoke surrounding the room and the cell phone alarm kept ringing but he ignored it.

Reina Ardilla Ardianto just woke up from his sleep, a face that is still sleepy and messy hair does not make it look bad. Beauty is very natural even without makeup and face tangled after sleeping.

But the mood took a turn for the worse on a sunny morning and the warmth of the sun, the voice of the stepmother was like the horn of a vehicle at a traffic light when the lights were green.

"Si*al the old woman is so noisy, is she shameless about her attitude as a hitchhiker here."

Reina's days weren't bad, because all her needs were met, only she didn't like her stepmother being organized.

"I'm up so go." Shouted Reina loudly answering the call from her stepmother.

Reina got off the bed, stepped slowly into the bathroom, while taking off every single outfit she wore after sleeping.

The girl is beautiful inside out, in her teenage years, good growth with all nutrients fulfilled, healthy and nutritious food, Reina was diligent in exercising in a private gym, and, including beauty treatments at enough cost to buy 10 sacks of rice.

No one closed their eyes to the figure of Reina Ardilla, at school she became a prima donna, her name was known to the entire city.

But unfortunately, Reina's attitude changed drastically when the father married again, for him who began to live with foreign women and like to organize, certainly makes Reina want to rebel.

Wreaking out the upset about her stepmother with a girlfriend who can't be considered good, brings Reina's life in a circle of free living, cigarette smoke and alcohol.

Speaking of the future, Reina does not lack anything, her life is guaranteed, it is not necessary to be busy taking care of the diploma value or make a letter of good behavior to get a job.

The father simply asked for him to graduate from school and continue his studies, after which he took one of the company's assets that his family owned.

After taking a shower, Reina looked at the phone, a contact named 'Wina' calling, in fact it made a bad morning feel better.

"Hello win... Wat sap ?."

"Do you have a plan."

"Nothing special, just go to school, to ngisi absent, Lo know right, Cave many truant."

"Haaah, school ?... You're still sleeping or mabok again, it's Sunday, Lo to school what do you want, nemenin security guard ?."

Quickly the eyes are directed to the calendar on the table, and in fact the red color in the number 21 written the name of Sunday. Irritated that she was busy taking a Sunday bath, Reina threw the calendar out the window.

"Si*al, the old woman, she was screaming that I should go to school, so I didn't see the date first."

"Sad... Though Lo same friends meet every day to skip, is it not a picnic."

"Yes not, at school, skipping, just to hang out, but this is we want to catch the wind so soon..."

"Go to the AC shop just a lot of wind, keep Lo on the cumpulin, let's not have to run anymore."

"Don't joke, seriously ah... It's a cave with Juna."

"OK okay, pick up the cave, mumpung cave just finished bathing."

Reina's smile grew wider when she found out the man, Junaidi, or Juna called it to sound cool, came to hangout together.

On the first floor, the dining room...

Brahman Ardantio, a 60-year-old man who lives in a mansion and everything for him to be proud of, more precisely, he is Reina's father.

A boss of a big company was sitting pampering that distended stomach, with a glass of coffee, toast, pineapple jam and newsprint.

Seeing the look on his wife's face coming down from the second floor to wake Reina up, Brahman was confused, and he understood quite well how her daughter was related to his stepmother.

"Sela, what's up ?."

"Papa, Reina seems to really hate me, I call her to go to school, but I get yanked by her."

"School, why should school ?."

"Well, didn't you ask to wake up because he had to go to school."

"It's Sunday, I just want her to wake up, I don't want my son to be a lazy woman."

"So that..."

But while Brahman enjoys a pleasant morning atmosphere, including being spoiled by the 23-year-old young woman he married a few years ago.

It's just that the knock on the door sounds uncomfortable to the ears, it's an important day for Brahman, a day to rest, to enjoy life with the fruits of hard work he has.

"So, open the door, who in the morning like this interrupts my break."

"Yes papa."

In front of the open door, a beautiful but gloomy woman and a teenage boy with sharp eyes, calm and fairly handsome, made Sela silent on the spot.

"What does it take ?."

"I want to meet Mr. Brahman, I'm Istianti."

"Well wait a minute."

She went in because two guests came this morning, asking her husband.

"Papa, he's named Istianti, wants to meet papa." Her speech.

In fact, when Sela said Istianti's name to her husband, the eyes that focus on reading the newspaper and enjoying coffee on the sofa, were now wide open and there was another smile flashed on his old face.

"Let Istianti enter, and bring some food to entertain this guest." The tranquility of Brahman has completely changed.

I don't know what their relationship is, but almost never between seeing her husband so excited for guests who disturb the rest on Sunday.

Even if they were garbage dues collectors, thrown one envelope full of money hundreds of thousands in front of the face while saying ...'It's garbage dues for ten years, if I see you coming here Sunday, I take you to the pawnshop.'

I don't know why to the pawnshop, but it did happen and there was news anyway.