Brother-in-law Looked at my Aurat

Still at Zian's House

Shortly after, Grandma called me to her room. Asking me to take off my clothes for oil. I obey. Change to wear the back of the rag that Grandma lent.

Without disgust, Grandma rubbed the oil in the bottle there were roots. Grandma rubs flat on parts of my body. I don't know what the roots of the plant are. When I asked Grandma, she didn't know either.

If Grandma knew what the root of the plant is, delicious could be an herbal recommendation for hives.

It felt itchy in my body feels warm after being smeared with oil by Grandma. Miraculously, the gatal is slowly diminishing.

I thank you for your kind and loving treatment of Grandma.

I put my clothes back on. Time seems to run fast, it feels still at home here, unfortunately I have to go home before afternoon.

The sunny weather quickly turns cloudy, then drizzles and heavy rain. Grandma said, it rains every day.

Adam and I delayed going home because it was raining so hard. Choosing to sit on the terrace, I saw a guava tree whose fruit began to be large, papaya trees also look reddened, star fruit fruit is good because it is covered with plastic, papaya tree is also seen, also mango arum sweet fruit is large, swaying in the wind and rain.

"Would you like to eat some fruit, Fai?" ask Brother Zian. He came out, probably just saw me staring at the fruits in his yard.

"Emm, want Brother. But it's raining again."

"Eating heavy rain is best if you eat sweet rujak. Wait a minute, I'll take the fruit. Let Grandma make the spices." Brother Zian came in to tell Grandma. Then come out again already wearing a coat.

He broke through the rain, took some fruit. I was shocked when there was thunder, seeing Kak Zian near the mango tree and took the fruit using a pole.

"Well, Mas Zian was reckless for Ma'am Faiza ...." Mr. Adam came out, saw my brother-in-law picking up a mango in the rain. "The sign of a man who is willing to sacrifice and take responsibility."

The words of Mr. Adam made my admiration for Brother Zian rise many times. Especially after picking up the fruits, Brother Zian took off his coat. Continue to wash and peel the fruits. To slice it and put it on the container put it in front of me.

I drooled to see a variety of fruit that was ready to be enjoyed, Grandma also came, put brown sugar chili, chili and beans in a large cobek.

I offered Mr. Adam, he refused because his teeth were not strong enough to eat acid. Adam came in and sat in the living room. Grandma also did not eat rujak, he said he was boiling cassava so go back to the kitchen immediately.

It's me and Zian on the porch. The wind was strong enough to make me cold.

"Eat inside only, Fai," advised Kak Zian.

"I'm here, brother. Looking at the rain." I took a mango chop, chocolated it to the chili and ate it. Steady feel.

Brother Zian smiled. "I'll get you a jacket first."

I have not had time to refuse, Brother Zian has entered and came with a levis jacket. Give it to me, and sit back on the couch.

When I put on the jacket, someone came from the house next door carrying an umbrella, carrying something.

After getting close to the terrace, it was clear that this came a woman. He put his umbrella on the cement porch. Climbing onto the terrace, his smile spread towards Kak Zian.

Women who look younger than me wear beige toads and blouse tops. Her face was pure white even without make up, her lips were also naturally red. His long, black hair was left unraveled. On her left cheek was a dimple as she smiled.

It's pretty!

"Train, what's that rain?" asked Zian to say hello to a woman named Ratih.

"I just made a green bean compote, Bang. It's two packs for Bang Zian and Grandma." Ratih is still looking intensely at Brother Zian. Then hand over the compote.

"You've been bothered, there happened to be a guest, so this compote is for Faizara and Mr. Adam." Brother Zian pointed at me.

Ratih, who from earlier focused on Brother Zian, looked at my face that had itching on the cheeks with a look. He shrugged his two shoulders. Like disagreeing that brother was given to me.

"Who is he, Bang?" ask Ratih.

"I'm Faizara, Raka's wife." I'm the one who answered. Introducing yourself.

"Yes, she's the wife of my late sister." Brother Zian added.

"Oh." The coach answered short. He glanced cynically at Kak Zian's jacket which I finished installing.

"Here join me, sit down." Brother Zian said kindly to Ratih.

"No, Bang. I'm tired of running still, Bang Zian who every day take the fruit." I don't know what purpose Ratih said that.

He then bailed. From his look, it seems like he doesn't like me.

"Beautiful?" I said while looking at Ratih who was almost at his house.

"Yes, pretty." Brother Zian's reply made me subconsciously widen my eyes towards him.

Brother Zian laughed. "All women are beautiful, Fai. Time is handsome? That's what I mean."

Aih, Brother Zian makes me feel trapped with my own questions. He answered silly but it made sense.

"Please eat Bang Zian's collars, like the Ratih make kolak is special for Brother." I imitated Ratih's call to Brother Zian while sneering.

Brother Zian scratched his wet hair. "Don't tell me you're jealous of Ratih, Fai. That I can't sleep, no." Brother Zian is joking at me.

"But!"

I pretended to bully, thinking, am I jealous of Ratih? Brother Zian and I have nothing to do, you know! I warned myself.

Brother Zian stopped his laughter. "Training is common, every day he delivers the food he makes for me and Grandma."

"He's a cooking pinter?" my many. So curious about Ratih. I think he and Brother Zian are so close.

"Yes pinter cook him."

Tuh, right? Brother Zian started to praise him.

"Udah beautiful, pinter cook again. Suitable as a wife, huh!" I sneered. Inwardly began to envy Ratih.

"Bangeeet, fit and appropriate to be a wife."

Brother Zian's words made me turn to him, I swear to make a move Kak Zian said that to me. It was my mood that started to admire him. It seems like Brother Zian deliberately said that sentence, maybe he wants to know my reaction.

"Why don't you just marry her?!" Bye, so stick me. My voice that from earlier was soft, now turned high.

"Well, didn't you say that Ratih deserves to be a wife, Fai?" Brother Zian asked casually while smiling anyway.

Out of annoyance, I took a piece of mango, chocolated with a lot of sambal and put carelessly into the mouth and chewed quickly.

Crews!

"www!" I was gaping, my lower lip bitten and it hurt so much. I was bleeding so hard I bit.

"Bite it, Fai?" Brother Zian took a tissue, "here I help."

Brother Zian stood beside me, helping to wipe the blood on the lips. "Be careful when you eat. It's not good to eat in a hurry."

"Yes, I know!" Out again my sniffling voice.

When Brother Zian helped wipe my lips, I happened to face Ratih's house. From the glass window, I could see that there was Ratih's face there, looking over here. That means, he's either kepo or maybe Ratih is jealous because Brother Zian is so considerate of me.

Finished helping to wipe the blood on my lips, I asked Brother Zian, without further ado.

"Why is my sister paying attention to me? Even though in the past, I didn't like Big Brother, it's still that Big Brother is being nice."

Brother Zian is back on the couch. "Raka's last message kept ringing in the ears, she wanted me to take care of you, I wanted to fulfill Raka's last request ...."

Brother Zian's face turned sad. Looking towards the rain falling down on his yard.

Just because running Mas Raka's last message, Brother Zian is paying attention to me. Not for any other reason. Not because he likes me. So, I need to know myself.

"Consideration Brother Zian, makes a beautiful woman in the house next door jealous. Train's looking at us from his bedroom window, huh."

Brother Zian immediately turned to Ratih's house.

"Nothing, no." Brother Zian imitated my accent.

When I looked at the window of Ratih's house. He's already covered it with curtains.

"There has to be, really. Hence, you do not need to pay too much attention to me. Train's getting jealous, right?"

Brother Zian smiled. "Ratih's family is like a brother to me and Grandma. We're as familiar as brothers, Fai."

"Yes. That's why he's jealous, brother. Well, I'm going in." I stood up, took a plate of fruit containers and torn. Get him in the kitchen.

Ratih is jealous of me, or am I jealous of Ratih?

My heart is not okay.

Seriate.