Anya's World (Widow? It's Okay)
Salto of Anya World: Arum and Arun
The living Arum said it was perfect. Beautiful, smart, from a rich family, his parents love him and all the other frills that seem to make him like a disney princess in the real world. But no one knows if the perfect life they see is not the real thing.
Clever? thas right.
Beauitiful? thas right.
Rich? thas right.
Parents love him? that is not entirely true, because sometimes Arum felt that his existence was not considered there when he was gathered with a large family from his father's side.
Arum felt alone in the crowd of many people, with a body that could not move at will because his hands were tightly grasped by his mother in order not to go anywhere.
He only feels alive if at school or at home his mother or mother. Therefore, Arum intends to become one of the members of the osis so that the time at school is much more. As is now possible, after the end of the school-hosted festival to commemorate the 23rd anniversary of the school, Arum was still at school when all his classmates who were at the same level came home, Arum joins 11th grade sister to clear the field again. Whatever Arum's gonna do as long as he doesn't come home before sundown. At least to reduce the time to meet Arun—this sister of his.
But fate does not separate them outside school hours, from far away Arum can see Arun running from the school fence to the middle of the field where he is. His shout calling Cici attracted everyone's attention. How to laugh, hair pinched in two and sway in rhythm with his zig-zag run makes anyone feel anxious to see it, he said, except for Arum who is now glaring towards Arsya who is walking behind Arun with a smile without guilt.
“Cic—”
Dubrak.
Arum sighed as Arun hit the neatly arranged plastic chair. Although Arun's body is small like a 4th grade SD child in general, but the boy's power is strong enough to be able to drop 3 stacks of plastic chairs. Instead of crying, Arun even kissed the chair while apologizing before finally running back towards Cici.
“If I had rich sister Arun, I think I would be at home”
Arum glanced coldly at Beta who had just spoken. Getting a cold glance from her underclassmen, Betka prefers to back off rather than back up talking. Although sometimes friendly, Arum is famous for its coldness if something that most women hate to tease him. Indiscriminate between the seniors there are classmates, the view as cold as the north pole will still be thrown to his opponent.
Brakkk's.
The sound of falling objects makes Arum turn back towards his sister. This time the sack containing a used bottle that was hit by Arun until the contents scattered, the little boy again ran towards Arum letting Arsya and Aaras who tidied back due to his actions.
Feeling no need to see what things Arun will do again to make the field fall apart. Arum without turning his head in the direction of Arun who was still running towards him, immediately turned his body and walked in the opposite direction, no matter at all with the voice of Arun who kept calling him.
This is not the first time Arun came to school, it has been counted the third time Arun came to make all members of OSIS until his classmates knew who the figure of Arun. And it really made Arum feel uncomfortable.
“Cici I bought a white mouse at sek—”
Dubrak.
“Cici, bleed. Huaaa” cried Arun while holding onto his bleeding knee.
I want Arum to scream now. The place that makes him feel alive is just school, and now he has to go back because of Arun's presence here.
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“Cici”
“What?” Arum who finally chose to stay in the UKS until his parents came to choose to sit on the bench facing the bangkar Arun. In addition to the knee and the palm that bleed, Arun's legs also sprained to make them even end up silent in the uks.
“Arun haus”
Although while babbling, Arum still woke up from his sitting position then opened a bottle of water and gave it to Arun complete with straws inside.
Arun smiled widely, became sick with a position without mamih or papih, making them much closer. At least Arun knew if this Cicinya did not completely hate him.
“Cici”
Arum who already intends to sit back, turned to Arun “What else?”
“Hungry arun, baker”
Just patience. Arum came back to the table and took the bread and gave it to Arun. But instead of being taken, Arun instead looked at Cicinya with a hopeful gaze that made Arum's forehead wrinkled not like “What else? don't tell me you asked to be bribed. Don't be weird!!” answer Arum ketus.
Although already scared first because it got a dislike look complete with cold tone. Arun still launched his plan timidly “Suapin. Arun's hand was scuffed by Ci. Perih”
There was a sigh of annoyance Arum who sounded when he saw the two small hands that were shown towards him by the owner. “Manja so hell!” Arum sat down in front of Arun and began to feed his sister bread.
On the other hand, Arsya who has been in front of the UKS room smiling to see the interaction of the two. As he had expected, although Arum's face looked cold, at least he still had the warmth of being an older brother.
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This is Arum and Arun. The cold is rich in the north pole. Arun slengean and doyan nabrakin stuff.
