But not Me

Jakarta is coming

"sorry big brother for never being honest" his voice behind this little thing

"no problem brother maybe this is a way of life for each of us I'm happy because my sister found a life partner even though it's not me" replied the girl who was still holding back tears

" you must be sure that you will meet a man who truly loves you who loves you, your age is still young brother is not worthy of you"

"not an inappropriate brother but me who was not aware of myself expecting gold from the sky" now the clear details managed to come out

" he listen to your beautiful sister you're good you deserve more than you believe you'll be happy but not with your sister"

"sister I want to learn, I hang up the phone first" I could no longer hear his old voice I didn't hear and when I heard him back, he even more hurt

I turned off the phone unilaterally without saying any more greetings

I ran back home to the seven chasms I used to go with my friend, I wanted to cry roaring to pour out all my heart, when someone asked me why, sometimes a person who is heartbroken does not need a word why they just need a hug and a backrest,

I sit down and start crying sick true2 sick people who have made your day colorful are now even making your day gray, now the sky seems to cry with me tears and rain water is now no longer distinguishable they fall on my face 2, until someone comes hugging me from behind

" you're crazy, how about being sick, heartbroken can be***** don't" he's a boy I consider my own brother

" you go home, why don't you tell me" I said slightly rubbing my face

I was invited to a little cottage he had once made for me

" i want to give you a surprise but I'm even surprised, why don't you tell me, even kept alone like this, I've told you that there is apa2 said me" he took off his jacket and covered me,

he just kept quiet and didn't answer me again, nor did we meet again for as long

the rain began to subside we went home from there we just kept silent a thousand words, until it arrived in front of my house he said back home

"ci I'm saying go home first"

" you don't want to go in first, your clothes are all wet because2 me, let me make tea"

" don't let me change at home"

" hmmm" I replied briefly

he walked home with a look I couldn't guess

then I'm "thank you, if there wasn't you I might have fainted"

" together, you calm your mind first I will go to your house again" he replied with a smile engraved on his cheek

he's my little friend now he's in the capital and rarely comes home, we're 2 years different but because we're used to being together then I'm not used to calling him brother, he's my mama's friend's son, I've been kept in his house a lot when my parents were busy working,

my parents are busy working their way home in the morning, I've been used to my own home since I was in high school, in the past dr. SD to Junior High I was often entrusted in many places tp because I was big I no longer want to be entrusted and so I was alone in this big enough house