Aisha World

The Restoring Brother

Zaenal was silent but in his heart, he felt furious with his sister.

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The next day, Aisyah woke up from her sleep and immediately headed for the bathroom to clean herself up. And now Aisyah has a neat appearance.

Aisyah stepped her foot out, she was about to go to work. But in front of the house, Asiyah did not see her bicycle.

"Lho, where's my bike? How come there's no?" abugn.

Aisha went inside, to Zaenal's room. He saw the door open a little. Aisha opened it. How surprised he was, because the room was empty.

'Where's brother, huh? He doesn't exist either. Hem ... He must have gone on my bike. Already know the bike for work, even used. Salah himself, have a motorcycle for sale, the money does not know what to do, 'inner.

Then Asiyah went into her mother's room. He saw his mother lying down while contemplating. Aisyah approached. "Mom, did you see Brother?"

"Mom doesn't know, son, but last night your sister seemed to be out, and I didn't know where she was" Ms Sri said.

"Yes, Mom." Aisyah walked out, she deliberately did not tell her mother about the bicycle, because she was worried that her mother would be shocked.

Finally Aisyah walked up to the highway. "Duh, how about, where the canteen is far away again. Riding the bus does not hunt, surely the bus is long coming," he lamented.

"Oject, Ma'am."

Moments later, a motorbike stopped near Aisyah.

"No, Mas," Aisyah said as she shook her head.

Then the taxi driver left.

"Ojek must be expensive, buses also do not pass by," murmured Aisyah lirih as she continued walking.

An hour later, Aisyah arrived at the cafeteria where she was scavenging for fortune. He felt his legs hurt from walking far enough.

"Oh, shah, are you here when the clock just came? The break hour is over, I am overwhelmed to serve the children who are on the buy. How can you be late?" the canteen owner.

"Sorry, ma'am, my bike is broken," Aisyah lied.

"Didn't you check last night?" ask the canteen owner.

"I think the bike can be used as usual" said Aisyah.

"Yes, you clean this dirty table, I go home first. And please, from tomorrow come on time. This will still have a second break, so you can take care of it," said the mother of the canteen owner in a flat tone.

"Well, ma'am," said Aisyah, feeling bad.

The mother of the canteen owner passed, and Aisyah immediately did as she was told.

'This is all because of Big Brother, ' Inner Aisyah felt annoyed.

In the afternoon, Aisyah came home on foot. Arriving home, he saw Zaenal sitting watching television.

"Sister, where's my bike?" ask Aisyah.

"I've sold it" replied Zaenal calmly.

Aisyah. "Oh my goodness, Kak .. kok sold anyway, it's the only vehicle for work, Kak. What did you sell for?"

"Yes for fun, besides you never love me money," said Zaenal with a gaze fixed on the television.

"Don't like to lose something, sister, I work to make money to eat together, to meet daily needs. Because my salary is only a little, it is divided sufficiently. Brother should be concerned, dong." Aisha was getting upset.

"Ah, so noisy. It's diem, don't talk too much!" zaenal.

"If so, why? Already diem, you don't have to interfere in my business!" hardik Zaenal's.

With gontai, Aisyah walked into the room. She was still made to be surprised by Aisyah's open wardrobe. Aisha checked the closet. He frowned, seeing his clothes fall apart.

'Oh my God, who ruffled my closet?' his inner.

Aisyah rearranged her clothes. And he just realized, if the rest of the money he had was gone, along with the cigarettes he kept.

Aisyah came back to Zaenal, "Sister, Brother has sold my bike, still not satisfied? My money in the closet is still my brother take it. That's a big brother."

"I told you, come on, you're so noisy, don't you?" furious Zaenal.

"From tomorrow, there's no food, because I don't have any money. If Brother laper, find his own food," ketus Aisyah then passed from before Zaenal.

"Huft, really bring me, budeg kupingku," grumbled Zaenal Iirih.

While in the next room, Bu Sri who listened to the debate of her two children, could only resign. He was very concerned about Aisha. But the middle-aged woman, was unable to do anything with her weak body condition.

And in the room, Aisyah cried sobbing. He did not think about his brother.

"Accoland ...."

Sound from the front of the house. Aisyah immediately rubbed her face and walked forward, to open the door.

"Waalaikum salam" said Aisyah.

A man of Zaenal's age stood before Aisyah. He was Ayesha's neighbor and Zaenal's friend. "Where's zae, Shah?" tanyakanya.

"Eh, Mas Ali. What's up, Mas?" Aisyah.

"So, Zae just fought with my sister. And my sister got battered. Continuously, Zae also broke the glass of my house, whether intentional or not. So, I'm here to hold Zae accountable" Ali said.

'Oh my God, what are these trials?' inner Aisyah with a panicked look on her face.

"Oh if that's the case, let's go in first, Mas. I call my sister," said Aisyah as she stepped inside followed Ali tailing behind.

"Good, Shah." Ali also entered and sat on a wooden chair that was already fragile to age.

While Aisyah walked into the middle room, about to call out to Zaenal. But how surprised Aisha was, when she did not find Zaenal there.

'Where are you, huh? He was here, ' his mind was confused.

Then Aisyah walked to Zaenal's room, but her brother was not in his room.

Aisyah walked to her mother's room. "Mom, which brother, huh?"

"Mother doesn't know, Son," said Ms. Sri Lirih.

Aisyah instantly realized that her mother's netra was wet. The slender girl approached her mother, and sat on the lip of the bed.

"Mother crying?" aisyah asked looking closely at her mother.

"Son, I overheard you and Ali talking. I am saddened by your sister's behavior. But you can't do anything either, you're patient, son. Hopefully your sister will quickly realize," said Ms. Sri unconsciously joined sobbing.

Aisyah looked concernedly at her mother. "Mom, I don't think about anything, do I? I know about Brother Zae. He's like that, maybe because he had to."

'You are indeed a good and strong child, son, ' said Ms. Sri.

"Yes, Mom, I'm ahead first, it's not nice to wait for Mas Ali," said Aisyah answered with a nod of the head of Bu Sri.

Aisha also met Ali. He sat next to Ali. "Sorry, Mas, Brother Zae isn't around, maybe he's out. Tell you what my brother has to do, I'll tell you."