"Hanin, let's go home." Rere grabbed Hanin's arm when she saw the girl playing in the park with the triplets. The four children were having a picnic. Incidentally, the housing complex provides a green garden for residents to relax from their busy routine.
Rere didn't want to be lectured by Ainil, so she decided to drag Hanin home. She couldn't be gentle and kept her voice low anymore.
"I don't want to go home with auntie."
"Let's go home." Rere gripped her stepdaughter's hand.
"Take your hands off. I want to play."
"Hanin, can you hear mommy? Be an obedient girl."
"I learned everything from you."
"What have you learned? I never taught you to be a bad kid."
"You teach me to be like this." Hanin is firm in her stance.
"Don't make mommy angry, girl. Can you be a good girl?"
"You're no different than me," Hanin retorted as she took a toy cooking utensil and poured sand inside, and gave it to Salsa.
