
"please! Didn't you say you were told to prostrate you'd do it?"
"Don't delay, Brother!"
Shafa blocked the distance between the two by stretching out both hands. There was clearly despair on his face.
'Don't make me go this wrong, brother! Don't you understand my situation a little. This heart is so weak when you're angry.'
'How much you worry about him, Syafa. You've forgotten my character all along.'
Inner Fahri.
"If you still have doubts about what you say, then go. I'm not going to let go of Syafa." ketus Fahri while getting up from his seat.
"No! I beg. Bless us." Dunka was right in front of Fahri. Both hands clenched at his chest. Fahri kept his distance. He took two steps back so that Dunka's hand wouldn't touch his body.
"Fahri, I really mean it. I love Syafa very much."
"You think I'm not?"
'Why do you look so at me, brother! There are things I cannot say. The best path is the blessing of our relationship.'
"I know, Fahri. You gave all your love to Syafa, protecting him with all your body and soul. But, Fahri. You won't be able to love her like a lover. That part is not your domain."
"You taught me?" Unknowingly Fahri's hand clenched. He punched Dunka in the face until he fell backwards.
"Kakaaakkkk." shouted Syafa immediately blocking Fahri who again wanted to attack Dunka Dada Fahri up and down with a sharp eye like a lion was about to pounce on the prey.
'Don't make me helpless like this, brother.'
Because of Syafa's face, Fahri stopped the action. He realized that Dunka's words had a point. But even so, his heart still hurt. The words of Dunka seemed to scorn himself who had lost in terms of having Syafa. Fahri breathed out repeatedly.
"Just do what you want to do, Fahri. None of that will stop me from making your sister my queen. My resolve is round. L loved her. I'll fight him to the very end of blood."
'Kayak want war only.' Inner Syafa. Amused by Dunka's style of language. But her heart is now blossoming. A man loves her so deeply that he can do anything for her.
Fahri is still tight-lipped. He didn't respond to Dunka's words. Instead choose to step away.
"Sister!" please Syafa while squatting parallel to Dunka. If so, what can I do? Fahri closed his eyes, enduring the turbulent roar of heart.
"All right, bring your parents to this house tomorrow." After saying that, Fahri immediately went inside the house.
'Why is something missing. My sister has blessed this relationship. But why am I so hesitant?'inner Syafa.
'He's my brother and forever will be. But why is this feeling so painful?' inner Fahri.
Fahri peeked through the window of his room. Two people were cheering. The gazes of the two radiated the light of love for each other. Fahri crumpled dimly without being able to do anything. While the door of the room that has a little gap there is an old body figure.
An old figure who knows everything but is unable to say anything. He who understands every desire of his children, but is unable to give it. He could only pray for happiness to be with his two children.
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"Dunka's words are true, Ri. A sister can give all the love she has for her sister. But for one love between the opposite sex, only someone else can give it. One love that can make one forget another thousand loves." Bejo said as he rubbed the grilled corn he had just picked up from the burning.
"Family love will always be there even though the soul and body are no longer together. A love that makes a person grow up and achieve goals. Love is the basis for finding another love." Bejo smiled to himself.
Two corns he put on the skin of corn. One he handed to Fahri "Here, eat!" Fahri accepted it lazily. I took the corn without taste.
"You're like a heartbroken man" said Bejo as he blew a cornflake and bit him. Fahri breathed a heavy breath. It was as if there was a large rock pressing down.
All of that can not be separated from Bejo's observation. Fahri impressed like a person who does not have passion.
"I think Dunka has harbored feelings for your sister for a long time.
Fahri turned a glance at Bejo who returned busy flipping corn on the fireplace. It was so fast that Bejo preyed on his corn.
"I remember you used to skip school just because you wanted to."
Bejo brought up the mischief of Fahri who often skipped school and joined Bejo in driving a pick-up car. Raising vegetables to raise money to buy Syafa a teddy bear.
"You've always made your sister your world."
'It's not just my world. He's also half my life Fahri replied in his heart. The gaze of his eyes was far away at the flickering lights of the village adorning the pitch of the night.
"I should, now you're happy too. He has found a good companion. After that you can think of your own world and also live happily. Marriage is beautiful, Bro." Bejo nudged his friend's shoulder. Fahri only chuckled a little then replied.
"If it's beautiful, why do you complain about your wife so much?" Fahri.
"Wife, not marriage." Bejo laughed. "Otherwise marry. You'll get hooked if you feel it." Bejo laughs softly. Fahri who refused to chimed just silently while eating corn in his hand.
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One afternoon
Dunka had brought both parents and several relatives to worship Syafa and hold the engagement. The arrangement of the event is made as simple as possible so that the intended results immediately achieve success. Both families are so enthusiastic about welcoming the union of two people who are being struck by romance.
A good date has also been discussed. Waiting while preparing everything.
Some of the immediate families are still helping settle in after the event is over. Mother also looks young again, regardless of fatigue for the sake of the continuity of the event to run perfectly.
While smiling, Syafa met his older brother who was now sitting alone on the terrace.
"Thank you, brother?" syafa said immediately tangled in the arms of Fahri.
"You're getting married soon, still like a child," Fahri said, without wanting to break away from Syafa. Even he was enjoying this moment, putting his head on Syafa's head.
"I will always be like a child in Brother's eyes." without feeling Syafa's eyes water. "Sister has done a lot for me. And until now, Syafa has not been able to repay Brother's kindness even once."
'Why the more I come here, the more empty I feel.' Syafa hugged Fahri's body tightly. Without feeling her tears.
'And Brother is not...! Nah! This can't happen.'
"Sister!"
"Hmmm"
"Seek me something, I'll try to give it to you." Syafa made a distance to be able to look at Fahri's face. "Sister crying?" lirih Syafa while wiping the tears that almost dripped on Fahri's eye patch.
"No!" Elak Fahri, even though his eyeballs are red. He immediately dodged out of the reach of Syafa's hand. "You're the one crying." Ejek Fahri's.
"Why should you lie? If Brother is honest, Syafa will be more pleased," entertain Syafa who guesses if his brother must be thinking about their separation later.
"Did Brother think of the desire of Brother Dunka who wants to take me away after marriage?" cycar Syafa has no power to suppress curiosity. I hope that the accusation is the truth.
'Say yes, brother!'
'One of them, Shafa. But there are more brothers regretting it again. Something that might destroy our relationship if it's revealed.'
"No!"
"Then, what makes you sad?"
"Your lies."
Duarrr
to be continued