Ice Cream
wealth, status and happiness.

Sela Ardistia, stepmother of Reina Ardilla, a young woman whom Brahman married several years ago.

Of course most people think, why do young, beautiful, sexy, ouhai, bahenol, demplon and semok women married to distended parents like to be punished for eating illicit money.

The reason there are three, possessions, status and happiness.

And all that he can get by marrying Brahman. As far as everyone's mind is concerned, they assume that Sela's goal is to only want treasure.

He admitted that, for him, why marry an old man, even though many handsome men out there will be willing to sacrifice love to get Sela.

But unfortunately, a love cannot make Sela happy, unless they want to sell her two kidneys for the happiness of Sela, living a life where now all have a nominal price in the barcode.

"Sorry dear, we live not only with love, but also rice, clothes, gold, house, motorbike, car, pulse, quota, data package, WiFi, shoes, crocodile leather bags, picnic, car, quota, abroad or even domestically, make up, lipstick, powder, deodorant, skin care, and more. So let's think rationally."

Not between not knowing himself, nor does he not want to give a chance, because the life he has is to look for happiness, while love can not make his desire become real.

Therefore, when Sela met Brahman at a discotheque, she indirectly accepted the old man's offer by force.

Even so, this path is the only one that can release Sela from all the miseries of life, she does not care about the babble of the neighbors, when she is considered a cheap woman for money.

And now ......

Breathing heavily from the intervening mouth, it was like all the burden of thoughts was piled up inside his head just because of one person, she was Reina.

"So why are you at the shoe store."

"They're definitely not buying a mistress' truck."

"Yes that's right, sorry.I'm wrong to ask."

"Oh no I don't think, rich people can also apologize."

"The rich or the poor are both human, if one confesses wrong and apologizes, that's natural."

"At least, that's not what I've been receiving all this time."

At first glance the sidelines look down, more precisely he saw a pair of dull shoes, with a few holes and a bored sole strap tied.

Or even a shabby shirt that should be dark red, because for too long he wears now becomes pink.

Everything Ryan was wearing, was very unsuitable for that handsome yet ugly-looking face.

"What's your name ?."

"Ryan."

"So Ryan, have you eaten yet ?."

"Yes, if you look at it in the morning, I've eaten."

"Then it's noon and you haven't eaten, have you ?."

"I can't argue with him."

"Follow me."

Without needing Ryan to refute Sela's words, because clearly he does not have evil intentions or goals that make himself difficult with all other problems.

Everyone who sees Ryan walking with Sela will assume that he is a flocking with adult women.

This is not strange, as many wealthy aunts seek relationships with young men for life satisfaction.

But Ryan did not think so to the sidelines, although there is a sense of pity to marry an old man, this woman is indeed different from the rich as in general.

"Where are we going."

"Don't call me madam, I'm not that old."

"Then how I call you."

"Call me brother."

"All right."

Never once did Ryan think he would be in a place like this, with a beautiful woman of appearance that attracted a lot of attention from the people around.

Sitting on the corner bench of the room close to the window, a cafe waiter came carrying a small book full of pictures of food.

Ryan gulped, not because he wanted to enjoy eating it, but Ryan looked at the prices listed below the picture.

'black coffee price alone, can make me eat rice Padang five days.'

"Ryan have you chosen ?." Ask Sela.

"I don't know."

That confused him..."Why ?."

"I don't know what it is here to pay for doing the dishes." Ryan smiled softly.

"What are you thinking."

"This lady..."

"Don't call me madam." Reply Sela firmly.

Ryan's back...."Brother, this is too expensive, I'm not...."

"Pick it, let your brother pay."

"Then I....." Ryan remained confused, because he knew for himself to eat something expensive there would be guilt.

But as Ryan waited long for the menu he was going to order, Sela quickly picked up a menu book from Ryan.

"We both order chicken soup with yellow coconut sauce."

It does sound fun to be spoken by Sela in fluent English without any one wrong word.

As the people say, if you want to be smart to speak English, then many eat bread to look like foreign people.

Although not all outsiders eat bread, but it is like a meaningful philosophy, if we want to understand others then we must also understand their habits.

While waiting for the order, it is felt uncomfortable by Ryan, when he finds out that Sela is watching him without knowing the meaning behind the way the woman sees.

"Ryan why you're moving to this town." a question Sela asked.

"That's not something fun for me to talk about brother."

"Did that scare you ?."

"Fear?, Surely not, but more like a regret that I really don't want to remember anymore." Answer Ryan.

"Tell me."

"Then.... Did you ever do anything right but be blamed by everyone."

"Hmmm yeah I've."

Ryan's eyes were wide open, as he was aware that he was now talking to the right person.

"That's how it happened, I tried to defend others, but because we poor people seemed to be unable to do anything, not even a single person would defend, he said, they were all trampling on my pride and my mother's, I was like being the subject of a joke that wasn't funny at all." Reveal Ryan with a mocking smile to himself.

"I'm sure you're very angry."

"Yes in the end I got kicked out for hitting the guy who blamed me."

Ryan was quite happy to hear that one person could understand the anger he felt with all of those events. Although in the end the figure who understood him was a rich man and only he knew this morning.

"Are you satisfied with hitting him."

"No, I want more, insult him more than what he did to me." Ryan replied seriously.

"Then you try to do it."

But this was enough, even though only one person other than his mother believed that he was not wrong, like being a medicine would be regret in his heart.