A Match For Brother

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"Absoving a problem, huh?" Anna finally reacted when the older brother looked agitated.

"Humm ... what?" Arya looks up.

"Abang from earlier daydreaming, that food just stirred doang?" the girl pointed at the rice on Arya's plate that had been mixed into one with her vegetables and side dishes.

"There's a work problem? it's not usually kayak gini's brother." continued Anna.

"Nothing is." Arya shook her head.

"Continue why daydream? kayak abege broke up again?" anna Germans.

"What did you say?" the man frowned.

Anna laughs, "Yes, brother kayak abege just broke up from his girlfriend. From work home until now daydreaming continues."

Arya fell silent, then she touched her left chest which was pounding even tighter than usual. His heart even felt pain.

"Why again now? time for a heart attack?" Anna.

"Mm ... brother finished." said Arya, then got up from the chair.

"Done what? have you eaten yet?" Anna followed with her eyes as the man passed from before her.

"Big full." Arya half shouted after she arrived at the front.

"Ish, ... weird!" muttered Anna who then fed her food.

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"What's wrong with me?" Arya muttered, she dropped her tall body over the living room sofa.

He again touched his left chest that felt thumping louder, and his heart felt more and more pain. Not pain, but pain.

I seem to be sick? his inner.

Then he got up.

"Anna, brother wants to go to the doctor." he went back to the dining room where his sister was cleaning up their food marks.

"What's sick?" Anna stopped her activities.

"Looks yes. Brother is not feeling well." replied Arya while taking her car keys hanging near the door.

"Want me to take you?" Anna offered herself.

"No, you can do it yourself." he shook his head.

"Related?"

"Yes, sure." Arya came out of the house.

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"You're healthy" said a doctor, who happened to be a friend during his college days.

"Are you sure? but I don't feel fine." Arya stays with her stance.

"You underestimated my education that way."

answer the doctor.

"meaning?"

"I graduated from medical school with the best grades" the doctor fixed the location of his glasses. "But you don't believe my very accurate diagnosis. Then what's that called?"

"It's not so ...

"My patients are many, and they always rely on me for this kind of business. But you don't even believe it?" he's deluding.

"Are you offended?"

"Of course I'm offended, .. read this." he pointed to the nameplate of the table to his left.

"Doctor Azis." Arya followed his words.

"What does that mean?"

"You're a doctor."

"Health knows! which means I'm dealing with everything related to health problems."

"What does this have to do with me?"

"none. Besides you who despise this noble work."

"Well Doctor Azis, .. so what's the conclusion? am I sick or not?" Arya looks upset.

"No. You're even very healthy. Your body, your heart, your lungs. Didn't you ever smoke?"

"Never. I exercise every day."

"That's great."

"So what's wrong with me? why am I always pounding, and my heart aches?"

Doctor Azis was silent for a moment.

"Maybe your psyche is being disturbed" he replied.

"I'm crazy?" Arya straightened her body.

"Not crazy."

"Want to?"

"Your disturbed soul."

"I don't understand."

"I don't understand this kind of problem either."

"So I'm healthy?" Arya repeated the question.

"healthy. You are very healthy." replied Azis.

"Hhh ...." Arya threw her back at the back of the chair.

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The car drove slowly over several blocks after the hospital. It stopped several times because the red light was on, and drove again after the traffic light turned green.

Arya again felt her heart pounding as the car she was driving almost passed Vania's hawker spot.

Holy hooch! he rubbed his face rough.

He could not help but look at the place, but his breath was blowing fiercely when he found the stall where the girl was selling was already closed.

"What time is this?" he murmured as he looked at his watch.

"It's eight o'clock, but he's closed? Ck! slacker." he muttered with a resentful heart as he recalled Vania's interaction with the King earlier this afternoon on the seat.

Then Arya increased the speed of her car when she was already passing through the area.

But his forehead wrinkled when a few tens of meters later he saw someone he knew was tinkering at his motorbike on the side of the road.

"Vania?" his murmuring while slowing down the speed of his car.

He stopped right in front of Vania's motorbike, unnoticed by the girl who was concentrating on the bottom of the motorbike.

"Motor broke down?" greet Arya without further ado after she got out of the car and was near the girl.

Vania looked up, and her breathing seemed to stop when she found the man standing looming nearby.

"What's the fuck in here?" he asked back.

"He didn't even answer her back?" Arya mutters.

Then Vania came back on the bike.

Arya then squatted nearby, seeing what the girl was doing.

"Can you fix it yourself?" she asked.

"Little."

"What's broken?" Arya asked again.

"Their, ..dirty." Vania blew on the small thing she was holding. Her lips pursed and her cheeks slightly bulged. He looks funny.

"How long have you been here?"

"There's half an hour." replied Vania without stopping her activities.

He got up after reassembling his motor spark plug, then tried to turn on the two-wheeled vehicle.

"Well, .." lamented when the object never lit.

"What's yes?" he's back crouching.

"Why not bring it to the workshop?" Arya spoke again, she kept paying attention to the girl.

"The workshop from here is far away Bang." Vania answered.

"Call the tow truck."

"No phone number."

"I exist. Shall I call you?" bargained for.

Vania looked, but she did not answer.

This Tumben guy is not fighting a debate? inner Vania.

Without a lot of words Arya made a phone call to the number in question.

"There's a motor breaking down, can you send people?" the man spoke.

"...

"Yes, I'll sharelock."

"...

Vania is still trying to tamper with the bottom of her bike.

"Prepare the equipment, soon the workshop people come." Arya.

"What?"

"Done the equipment, the workshop person will come" the man repeated his words.

"I mean brother?" Vania frowned.

"Ish, .. You don't understand human language? I said clean up the equipment, soon the workshop people ...

"I understand what you're saying, but why do you call someone in the workshop?"

"To help you carry the bike." replied Arya.

"Why?"

"Let on service. There might be damage other than a dirty bus."

"Not to."

"So you want to stay here? till when?"

Vania fell silent.

The man stopped talking when a pick-up car pulled up behind Vania's motorbike, and a man got off.

"It's Mas?" ask the man.

"Yes, please take it to the workshop."

"Well." then two other people showed up and did what was asked until the pick up car went to take Vania's matic motor to the place mentioned.

"Let me drive home?" arya said after being stunned for quite a while. He walked towards the driver's door. But stopped when he realized when the girl in question did not follow his words.

"You want to stay here until morning?" aryan sayings throw out the daydreams of Vania.

"Hurry in!" he said, half screaming.

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"My hands are dirty." Vania murmuring.

"What's? you said something?" Arya glanced at a glance.

"My hands are dirty, I haven't washed my hands yet." Vania raised her hand in front of her face, showing it to the man behind the wheel.

Arya was silent, but she turned her car over to the city park.

"Sana, if you want to wash your hands." he pointed at a corner of the water faucet not far from where it stopped. "I'm waiting here" he said, shutting down the car's engine.

Vania came down and immediately did what she needed to do.

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"Abang still here?" Vania's done with her business. Found Arya sitting in a park chair not far from her car, was enjoying a canned drink with her eyes on the illuminated cell phone.

The man looked.

"Sit down for a while" he said, he looked at the empty spot beside him.

Vania according.

"Any new thing coming home from work?" the girl started a conversation, as she received the canned drink Arya handed her.

Vania stared at the can that Arya had opened.

"Drink first" said the man, sipping his drink, and putting his cell phone back in his shirt pocket.

Vania is still silent.

"Don't you believe me?" Arya.

"Huh?" the girl looked up at him.

"The drink is new, ...

"Ng ...

"Don't drink that ..." Arya snatched the can from Vania's grasp.

"Eh, ... why?" he took it back.

"You end up suspecting me" Arya said in an annoyed tone.

"What the hell is that? is that a joking?"

The man fell silent.

"If grown men are all that? rarely talk, but once talking while angry?" Vania grumbling.

"I'm a freak, like, don't like me? every time we meet we'll fight. I don't know where my fault is? because brother must be angry if he met me." the girl was rumbling.

Arya was seen frowning, while Vania gulped down her drink hurriedly.

"Hey! can you slow down, no? you will later ..

The girl suddenly coughed, making Arya a little surprised. With reflexes his hands stretched out to the back of Vania's body and then patted her back slowly.

"I said slowly, .." said Arya, after which she rubbed the girl's back gently until she calmed down by herself.

"I'm okay, .. I'm okay." Vania looks evasive.

"Now are you angry?" Aryan muttered.

Vania did not respond, but she sipped her drink again, this time quietly.

"Again late?" Vania resumed the conversation after they had been silent for quite a while.

"No."

"Certainly, where did it end? to my kiosk, huh? but the stall is closed."

"To your geeeran." replied the man, slightly muttering.

Vania grunted softly.

"I'm out of the doctor." continued Arya.

"From doctor? sick brother?" Vania tilted her position so that she could stare at the figure of the man more clearly.

"I ...

"What pain?" the girl reached out her hand to touch Arya's forehead. The warmth spread in all directions.

"Not hot ah, .." he murmured.

"Dizzy? what part is sick?" Vania is now leaning her body, in order to see the man more clearly.

Arya was stunned, she looked at her face so closely.

"His pain ... here." he touched his heart that felt more and more pain. The longer he stared at Vania, the more pain there was in that part.

"And here." and then he touched his chest that the thing inside was pounding even tighter.

Which in the next second appeared another feeling inside there. A feeling he had never felt before. And now it's like there's thousands of butterflies moving around in her stomach, it feels beautiful and fun.

Her lips twitched like they were about to say something, but they were all stuck in the throat.

I seem to be really sick, ...

Staring at him like this was fun.

What the hell am I thinking? she's Alena's age, and she's like my own sister.

I seem to be crazy!

Inner Aryan monologue.

"Did you?" Vania flicked her hands in front of her face, rousing the man from his daydream.

"Do you think you need a break?" said.

"Ng .. yes. Maybe." Arya answered, and she still looked at Vania's face. He seems to be starting to like the habit.

"Yes, let's go home. Later the pain gets worse if long outside the house, the air starts to cool." the girl got up.

"Yes, especially if it's near you." Arya muttered softly.

"What?"

"Umm .. It's okay."

Ngaco! inner again.

"Well, did I bring the car?" Vania asked for the car keys.

"No, I did."

"I'm sick again, it's dangerous to bring a car."

"Ng ...

"Udah, .." The girl snatched the car keys from Arya's hand. Who then took the four-wheeled vehicle away from there.

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