Aisha World

Debate with Brother

"What, Brother? Sis fired? How can you, anyway?" ask Aisyah to her older brother, who doesn't usually come home from work early.

"It's all because of you!" ketus Zaenal, who was Aisha's older brother.

Aisyah frowned. "Lho, why did Brother turn me on?"

"You're selfish, waking up and going to work alone, never waking me up. I was always late for work, and now I'm fired. You have a sister, but you want to be yourself" said Zaenal, looking away as if he was reluctant to look at his sister.

"Astaghfirullah, Brother, I always wake up Brother many times, but Brother is hard to build. I have to work too, brother. So yes because Brother did not wake up, yes I have just stayed," said Aisyah while looking at her brother.

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Aisyah is a beautiful and beautiful young girl, she is only twenty-one years old, she wants to go to college. But due to limited costs, Aisyah eventually had to give up her college, and work as a school canteen guard in Cambodian Elementary School. Aisyah's work was fairly relaxed, because Twelve o'clock in the afternoon had gone home.

Aisyah lives with her sister, Zaenal and her mother, Sri. Zaenal worked in a cigarette factory, but because he often arrived late, he was considered not consequent in work, eventually Zaenal was removed from his job. Aisyah's father, who worked as a courier, died a year ago in an accident while she was on her way to deliver goods.

While Ms. Sri, is now sickly because her health is deteriorating. For this reason, he only works at home.

Since the departure of her father, Aisyah's life was difficult, to eat everyday, Aisyah had to work to earn money.

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Zaenal paid no heed to Asiyah's last words, he just walked towards the kitchen.

Brakkk ....!

Suddenly a voice sounded like a table being kicked.

"Dad! What were you doing from earlier? Why is there no food, I'm laper, you know!" zaenal from the kitchen.

Aisyah also walked to the kitchen. He saw Zaenal standing around with his waist.

"Oh my goodness, brother, this is the month of fasting, and it's only half an hour now. Is Brother not fasting? Fasting is mandatory, brother. I just got home from work. And because I fast, so I cook it at three, ", Aisyah said while fixing the veil she was wearing.

"But mother doesn't fast, I see her every day eating the same drink." Zaenal.

"Sister, she's sick again, and she has to take medicine. Brother don't do it, dong," said Aisyah.

"Ah, kinky you, already there buy me food, at this hour must have been selling takjil in the streets," ketus Zaenal.

"Obviously there is no, sister, it will be four o'clock new at the sale, this is still noon" said Aisyah.

"It doesn't have to be dirty either, does it. Buy meatballs or instant noodles there. The shop must be open" forced Zaenal.

"Sister, mending Brother fast, I'm ashamed if this hour to the stall. Surely they think that I am not fasting," said Aisyah.

"Here, don't worry about people talking. I'm not sahur, how can I fast." Zaenal kept telling his sister to buy him food.

"Sister, fasting is not valid no problem, which is important intention. Do you know, since the first fasting, and it has been three days, I fasted inauthentic. Because there is no food" said Aisyah.

"You're a pinter huh, lecture. Oh yes you usually come home from work with food, now you don't get it," Zaenal hoped.

"Nothing, Brother. It was also snacks in the best-selling canteen, many buy double-doubles are the same for opening he said," the pretext of Aisyah.

And today, Asiyah also got a variety of bread. And Aisha had intended that the bread be opened. He deliberately hid the bread on the plate rack, and it was covered in a bushel, so Zaenal could not see it. That's what Aisyah did, because every time she came home from work in the afternoon, Zaenal must have seen snacks on the table. And he always spent, so that Aisyah and her mother did not get a part.

"Yes already go to the shop, buy instant noodles," said Zaenal

"Sister, brother, I don't want to. If it wasn't fasting month, I would. If I obey Brother's orders, it's the same as me sinning, and my satisfaction is void" Aisha refused.

Infuriated, Zaenal immediately pulled Aisyah's hair hidden inside the veil, making Aisyah grimace. "Hey, you're brave now, yeah. Hurry to the stall and buy noodles, or I'll burn all your veils" Zaenal threatened.

"Nhuk ...."

In between the debate between the brothers, there was a coughing sound from the direction of Mother Sri's room.

Aisyah immediately let go by force, Zaenal's hand gripping her veil. Then Aisyah ran into the mother's room.

"Mom, is mom okay?" anxious Aisyah.

"Mom's okay, son. Why are you guys fighting?" said Ms. Sri.

"It's okay, ma'am, just a little misunderstanding." Aisyah.

The girl deliberately did not tell in detail about her debate with Zaenal, fearing that her mother's illness was getting worse.

"Yes, I thought you were fighting" said Mother Sri.

"Oh yeah, do you want a drink? Hold on, I'll get you." Aisyah tried to divert her conversation. He walked out of the room, and took a glass and filled it with water. Aisha no longer saw Zaenal in the kitchen. I don't know where he is.

Then Aisha took a pack of bread which she had hidden, and rushed into her mother's room.

"Mom, it's drunk first, and then there's bread. Eaten ya." Aisha deliberately spoke in a whisper, worried that Zaenal would hear her, because Aisha thought that Zaenal had entered the room. Though Zaenal secretly went out of the house somewhere.

Thank you, Son." Mother Sri immediately sipped water and ate the bread slowly.

"Son, I'm sorry" said Ms. Sri.

Aisyah frowned, hearing her mother's apology. "I'm sorry? What's it for, Mom?"

"Yes, because mom is sick, you're hard, you have to work. Though I know that you want to study at the college of your dreams. Since my father died ...."

"Ssthtt ...." Aisha interrupted her mother's words.

"Already, ma'am, don't take it anymore. Dad's been quiet there, sorry if we're still talking about him. I have to be sincere, yes," said Aisyah sage.

Without realizing it, Mother Sri's eyes glazed over. He was completely moved by his daughter's maturity.

"Yes already, Mom is now resting, yes. Don't move much, it'll get worse." Aisyah also laid her mother in her slum. A mattress that has been used for years.

After that, Aisyah went inside her room. He looked at the portrait of his late father. Unwittingly clear feathers dripped on Aisyah's cheeks.

'Dad, why are you leaving so soon? Leaving us all.'