Aara is Not Lara
Call Me Mas!
"Devga.." Clenching his teeth as tightly as possible, the look of his eyes sharpened and the jaw hardened, the growling of Ara's voice sounded very frightening.
"Divta Mahendra." Ara's words continued as the footsteps of the name's owner called Ara approached her.
"Polite. Call me Mas!! I'm older." The order of a figure named Devga or who used to call Ara Mas Ega.
"Older because I was born first." A look of disdain for Ara pierced Ega's chest.
"You changed Deck?" Staring at the guts, Ara highlighted the figure 25 cm higher than him. The trivial look of Ara's eyes was gone replaced by the look of eyes full of anger, wounds, sadness and disappointment.
'Daddy?' Ara miris said in the heart.
When the first call 'deck' became the thing that Ara wanted to hear the most. Different at this time who is really fed up with Ara with the call when spoken by mas Ega.
"What right do you dare call me 'deck'?" Sinking away Ara's lazy face lingered with Ega.
"You're my sister, obviously I have the right to call that."
"You're just my mom's little sister's son. I am more entitled to be called mbak here, because I am the son of your mother's sister. Son of your own TAN-TE." Ara accidentally pressed the word ’tante' to vent his regret. It was not that Ara was unharmed as she said that sentence. His sharp words also inflicted wounds on his heart.
The deg!
This time Ega's heart feels like it's on a prick and in crumbs. Ara did not care or rather Ara did not know if her light chirps were able to hurt the person she loved so much until now.
"Somehow the deck you're angry at is mas??" Ega's voice tone weakened. Staring at Ara softly, Ega tried to grab Ara's hand.
"DON'T YOU EVER TOUCH ME!! GO!! GO!!!" Holding his hands shaking clenched in front of Ara's chest shouted hysterically. The fear of touch comes back to haunt Ara's mind.
"ARA!!!" It was not Ega's voice that snapped, but the voice behind the back that Ara believed belonged to Papa Yudith.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU LIKE SO MUCH!??" Papa Yudith was full of emotion. Ara's attitude clearly seemed disrespectful towards Ega who was considered the firstborn.
"I'm sorry about that, Ra. Come on!! Not polite as he just met again kok snapped not kangen-kenan that.." Mama Lauritz's soft words were full of orders to Ara.
Ignoring Mama Lauritz's orders, Ara looked at her Papa's face fixed, "Papa has already 2 times snapped sister. Remind the first Pa when? For the sake of HIM now Papa snapped Ara again??" Staring at Papa Yudith, Ara's index finger pointed right at Ega's face.
Surprise is clearly shown on Papa Yudith's face remembering what Ara meant. Guilt immediately enveloped the recesses of Papa Yudith's heart over the events of 5 years ago.
"Honey, that's not what Papa meant. Papa just doesn't want you to raise your own voice. Not polite, son." Papa Yudith.
Passing away from Papa Yudith, Mama Lauritz and Ega without saying anything more Ara ran towards her room. The purse is an ethnic sling bag from tree bark that already contains a cell phone, Identity card and several pieces of money for public transportation. Ara did not want to ride her motorcycle because her movements would be easily known from the reports of Papa Yudith's friends who were everywhere. It is easy to know the existence of Ara using the connection of members of the motor society Papa Yudith.
"ARA!??" The high call of Papa Yudith and Mama Lauritz echoed simultaneously, but Ara again ignored. Ara had run away from her house while looking for the existence of angkot, ojek and even taxi.
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This is where Ara is currently, the park on the banks of a large river under the glittering colorful lights that were highlighted from above the Ara bridge fell silent. The thin gray plain cloth material suit that Ara wore, the face of the pillow effect just woke up this afternoon and cried adding to the beauty of the condition of Ara.
Ara's heart was still troubled thinking about Ega. It's not that Ega doesn't want to have and acknowledge a sister like Ara. Ega himself aloud cut off the relationship of the sisters, then by not knowing the shame still asked if Ara was angry. Obviously not only anger, but also disappointment and heavy sadness Ara felt.
Ara still kept silent daydreaming, she also did not want to go home if she had to meet with Ega. Can Ara make sure that tonight the man must stay, Mama Lauritz and Papa Yudith could not allow Ega to go.
“Huh!!” Pointing her head towards the bridge, Ara's gaze narrowed. Not because of the lights that adorn the bridge, but 2 different human figures that are very familiar and hateful Ara still exchanged laughter together.
“Could not. It can't be them.” Murmured Ara softly while biting her left thumb nail. Biting the fingernails is one of the bad habits of Ara that has been 4 years ago Ara natural when fear and worry hit simultaneously. Although it has been a year since the intensity has decreased due to the help of therapy by Doctor Dion.
Move from his seat with his legs starting to weaken. His knees felt weak and trembling, pain and pain came to attack the bones of Ara's feet and wrists. Ara's cheeks were hot, aches and pains like they had been slapped. The memories of the past reappear calling to suffocate his breathing. The feeling of a slap on his cheek in the past was also again felt clear.
Ara's quick and heavy steps gradually slowed down, her head was pulsing again, her eyes were already foggy. Breath hunting stinged, Ara still forced to breathe all the oxygen in the open space but felt narrow.
Every pair of eyes that looked at Ara were confused and wondering at that chaotic-looking Ara figure. But it was different for Ara who saw the gaze of the eyes like a dagger that drew close to her chest cavity.
“AAARRGGGHHH!!!!” In one breath Ara let out a hysterical cry of despair.
Byurr..!!
The Flashback
“Eugh.” Grazing slowly Ara's eyes began to adjust her vision. His neck and shoulders hurt like they had been hit by a hard object. Not even Ara was completely awakened, she was startled by the sound of 3 male figures nearby.
“Sweet sister is awake?” Say one of the men with a puffed up body.
“Come play with brothers here dear.” Another voice emerged from the sweet black figure to the left of Ara.
“Hahaha.. Look at his face pale. Pity Bro if long, brush aja.” This time the men are cute-faced with dimples, but Ara can see that they are much more mature than Ara.
“Such power to say pity. Say it!” Tapping men puffed up.
“Ka-you who??” Ara's vibrating voice let out while fully conscious. The danger radar has also been installed, but he must be careful. Luckily only the nape and shoulders were painful, there were no other signs of violence let alone the ikat-binding condition as in the kidnapping scene in the movie that Ara had ever watched.
“Duh deck so sweet you anyway, where plain again.”
“This is the Dinda who is the same sirik ni kayak gini.”
“Kayak did not memorize Dinda aja, hypocritical singleness. It also feels good for us.”
“Big son Bro.. Got money, can clear plain ones too. Hahaha.”
Ara was still trying to digest the direction of the three foreign men's conversation until a touch on the thigh made her aware. Ara's eyes were rounded when her school uniform skirt was revealed by the hand of a sweet black figure that casually touched her innocent thigh.
Brute away the man's hand, “Don't be insolent ya!!” The rising sound of Ara filled the entire abandoned room.
Only then did Ara realize that she was in an old and unkempt building. Ara was in a room without doors, broken window glass, do not forget the chipped wall paint that may have been yellow at first, but the floor where Ara was sitting was quite clean.
“Galak also gang ni boy. Hahaha. so it gets more exciting.”.
“Udah brush only directly.”
“What the fuck are you guys?? GO!! DON'T BE CLOSE!!” Inching backwards Ara brushed off the hand of the bulging man holding her wrist. His brain had already completely digested the situation that was happening, he would definitely be harassed.
Srett.
Sreekks.
Bugh!!!
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Will there be a fierce fight?🤔
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All that will happen is the imagination of abal-abal Hana, please be understood if it is still less tense 🤭
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