A Match For Brother

Silu Story

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Arya opened her eyes slowly as her sense of smell caught the tempting aroma of coffee. He blinked to draw his consciousness from dreamland.

A cup of coffee and a plate of bread were presented on the table, and Vania sat on the edge of the sofa she was sleeping on, looking at her with smiling lips.

"From that it was difficult to build, but the turn in the coffee bring should not I call also wake up myself?" vania.

Arya got up while resting her messy hair.

"What time is this?"

"Udah afternoon bang. All day sleeping like a fainting man? I woke up with a hard time asking for forgiveness." The girl saw the wall clock, the time was 4 p.m.

"No one called?" Arya glanced at her cell phone that she had placed on the table.

"From yesterday I was not horrified, I went back and forth here ngeck brother."

"Hm ...

"Wash your face first, or take a shower as well. But no change of clothes for my brother."

Arya glanced at him at a glance, and she immediately did what Vania said.

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"Will I eat?" Vania received a small towel that the man was wearing to dry his face.

"Later." Arya returned to the sofa, then sipped her coffee.

"Today's the rame shop?" then ask, taking an outgoing look.

"Lumayan, there was a group of gymnastic mothers eating here. To the full."

"Masa? you didn't hear?"

"Whoa, I told you his sleeping brother was like a fainted man. I went back and forth to check, didn't I?" Vania laughs.

"Hmm .. yes."

"Every night, huh?"

"That's how, .. Mr. Harlan's state of concern."

Then Arya's phone rang loudly, a familiar contact was seen calling.

"Yes?" the man replied.

"...

"Well I'll be there soon."

"...

"Yes, fine." Then the phone is closed.

"Who?" Vania asked.

"The driver is Mr. Harlan."

"What's wrong?"

"Sir Harlan is conscious, and he wants to see his brother."

"You what?"

"Don't know." the man sipped his coffee to the point of running out, then bit off the piece of toast that had been waiting for him ever since.

"Any go?" his pardon to Vania.

"I want to come."

"No, you're just here." Arya shakes.

"Really?"

"Rame shop, baby if in stay." he grabbed his jacket, then put it on.

"But I want to ...

"Go away." Arya grabbed the girl's waist, then bowed her face, and then grabbed her lips for her kiss and grabbed her for a while.

"Ng ...

But Arya stopped after she realized her behavior.

"Remember the deliverance." the man chuckled, then again kissed Vania's sweet lips before she let go.

"So, let go but reworked?" the girl muttered, while Arya chuckled.

"Go ya?" again, he broke the top of Vania's head, then came out while the girl was still trying to reach her consciousness.

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The man arrived at the hospital within minutes, and headed straight for the treatment room as informed by Harlan's driver. Arya went straight in as soon as she found that VVIP room.

Harlan was lying weakly in the ward of care, with a drip and oxygen helping her. Also the King who had been there since morning, looked at Arya with a look of dislike, and a middle-aged man of his age who worked as his personal driver.

The man walked in and faced Harlan.

"Mr is better?" he greeted.

"Okay Arya, thank you."

"Thank God, .. I hope you get well soon" he said later.

"Seriously, you want to talk now?" The king interrupted, he wanted to finish it right now. The king was unable to be patient anymore.

"Sit Arya, ..." Harlan said, and Arya said. He sat down on the chair that was beside the middle-aged man.

"I ... can no longer keep this, Arya." Harlan with a soft and stern voice. "This burden is really heavy, and I'm not strong anymore" he continued.

Arya held her breath, she understood the direction this weakly lying man spoke.

"Take care of your words" Arya looked up at the King.

The young man hissed slightly and clucked in annoyance.

"That's right, .. if you don't want to talk. I'm leaving, but Papa is conscious too? why am I here." he got up.

"Sit the King, Papa wants to talk." - Pinta Harlan.

"What else anyway? from the muter-muter. I'm tired of it." King says.

"Sit down, and listen to Papa speak." Harlan raised her voice.

Then she turned to look at Arya, her gaze was sad, and she looked so tormented.

"Sir?" Arya stared back at him, but she shook her head, gesturing to him so he wouldn't speak.

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The streets of the city were quite crowded that afternoon, and a car carrying a man was traveling at high speed. He's headed for the tollgate to Jakarta.

His phone rang loudly, and he received a call in driving. The voice of his son shouted from across the street, sounding so excited to know the father will be coming home to him soon after weeks.

"Papa sneak! I'm going to go swimming!" the prince shouted from across the street.

"Patience boy! it's fast too."

"Later, if you get to the hotel, I'm going to go swimming!"

"okay."

"I see, the bridge is high!" the boy spoke again.

"really?"

"I want to be an architect, I want to build a big building that rich." he spoke again.

"May son, but close the phone first, Papa is driving, danger." said Harlan.

"No way, you will forget again" said the son cheerfully.

"King, don't do it. It's dangerous!" his wife was screaming.

But the boy did not hear, he continued his chatter.

"King!" Harlan called, and he glanced at the rearview mirror to make sure the road was safe. "Close first, son?"

The boy still did not listen.

"King!" the phone fell down, and his attention was distracted. Harlan attempts to retrieve it, but in the front direction a taxi stops to drop off passengers.

Harlan was surprised, he did not anticipate it, making him unable to control the speed of his car, and in the next second the collision was inevitable.

The car he was riding hit the taxi along with the driver, pushed for several meters and stopped after hitting a road guardrail.

Harlan gasped, but his mind was spinning. He tried to start his car engine which slowly lit up.

He stared at the taxi unmoving in the slightest, but his attention was distracted as some people started to approach with a look of anger.

Harlan's panicking.

He immediately gasped in a state of fear and was overcome by a great panic.

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For years he dodged and hid, removing traces and evidence to make himself feel calmer. But in fact, the guilt continues to haunt. He never forgets the sound of a collision, and the screams of pain emanating from inside the taxi, which haunt and disturb his sleep every night.

So, one day after some time, and he had prepared himself, Harlan tried to venture back to that place, where he left the taxi he had hit by accident.

The man sought information about the accident a few years ago on every taxi driver he met, hoping to get a bright spot on the driver who may have suffered misdeeds.

In the end, an address letter took him to a tiny house where four orphans lived, who lived in captivity after the death of their mother who went to face God almost three years after the death of the father due to a hit-and-run event. The culprit is himself.

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The man was crying.

"Year Papa dodged and ran away from responsibility. Hiding yourself from what happened. Ignoring empathy for fear at the sight of angry people."

The king recalled when he was a child, when the father arrived from somewhere in a mess and panic. He took her and the mother went away for weeks.

"Papa could not forget it, even after many years of safe living and avoiding the entanglement of the law. Our lives remain prosperous and happy, but papa is haunted by guilt."

"The guilt can't be lost from memory, every time Papa looks at Arya, and remembers her younger siblings. Whose life was taken when papa became a coward who ran away after making their father die. And things got worse when their mother also died afterwards. Make them fight alone for years."

"Papa is just atoning for that guilt, King. The one you hope will be lost if you do a lot for them. Papa wants to live a quiet life, no longer want to be haunted by guilt and deep regret for having made a family lose their protector."

"But .. papa forgot, if you have a family to pay attention to, not just about abundant material. I think it is enough just to meet all your needs, give everything you want, and obey all your wishes. But papa was wrong. And papa's sorry about that. Papa makes things even more complicated, especially for you."

"Sorry King, sorry. Papa apologized." Harlan's body trembled, and cries broke out from his mouth again.

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"I, .. have never felt anger or resentment. Everything was written by God long before we were in the world. And I accepted it sincerely. It's been that way, and I've never regretted anything. So you don't have to do anything else. We've been fine until now." Arya opened her voice after they were silent for quite a while.

"Me and my sisters have come this far, and we are grateful to be able to get through those difficult times together. Because there's nothing more important than a family that can support and encourage each other."

"Thank you, you helped us. I am grateful that you remember our situation. Everything is enough Sir. No need to feel guilty anymore. You have done what needs to be done, and we accept everything with sincerity." Arya approaching.

"Meeting and working with my dad is one of the best things I have experienced. Thanks."

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