Colorless Aurora

just exchange it

I never really thought and asked why I could now feel a life, what I meant by that life was a feeling of desire, of dreams, of passion, of fear, of happiness, of love, pain, hate and suffering.

Saying what I was like in the past, I could not understand what a sincere smile was like, what it was sold in stores or maybe it could be bought online. Yes, I can't see myself smiling or enjoying happiness, as I feel right now.

Looking at the silent sister looking at the two of us from behind the door as she opened it, perhaps the question she was about to ask me was..

“Who is the girl, where is the sister kidnapping her, what is it because of disrespect that sister did this inhuman act and also what is this brother human?.” This is what I was thinking.

And maybe that row of questions that Nagisa will ask me, either maybe just a guess and do not know what it will be like.

"Since when did you become a criminal like this ." Nagisa said with her face looking disgusted.

I'm a little happy my guess was on target, it's just that my sister's misunderstanding was so outrageous.

"No, no, brother can't possibly do that kind of thing ."I deny his words.

Nagisa looked at the woman holding my left hand, standing facing without greeting, yes Nagisa might be surprised by her attitude, but that was because she did not know.

"So who is he sister ." Nagisa asked who still sees me like that.

"Ac, ..."

Before I even introduced who this beautiful girl holding my hand was, she had already introduced herself by facing the wrong direction.

"Include, ..," said the lady who looked to the left.

"To the right ten degrees miss ." Said I was giving directions to the lady.

Still in introducing himself, directly confirming the directional position of his gaze.

"Ah, you're the sister of her well ." The lady said with a smile.

"She ..?, why did you call my sister with her ."Nagisa asked which was still the answer.

The lady smiled with that pretty face and said..."Since he didn't want to introduce his name, "It's obvious the answer.

Nagisa looked strangely at me, indeed a behavior that was hard to understand, let it be. But it's still a little strange if my sister thinks that her brother is a freak who invites a foreign woman into the house without knowing who he is.

"Sir, don't trust a man like my sister " said Nagisa in a slight whisper.

I thought he was going to say something strange, but it was true.

"My sister, don't say that your sister is a bastard, "Shout I'm warding off Nagisa's words.

"In fact, " answered Nagisa without looking at me.

"I apologize to all the good people in the world ." I said a little glumly.

"Yes, yeah, yeah ."

"So why did you bring this mother home ?." Nagisa said with her face scary.

"How is it?," I thought of finding an excuse.

I tried to explain to the minimum, so that there would be no misunderstanding when my little sister heard me carefully.

"Hurry up, don't think too much ." The more frightening he was with a threatening look.

"Ah, then, since she's alone at home, I brought her here ." That's what I said.

"Oh, not a kidnapper turned out to be, but now you're a stalker well brother ."

It really pierces my sister's words

He really is very alone.

The lady brought my ear to her lips, and whispered...."It's funny your sister ."

"You think so, how about you exchange it for a pair of your sandals ." I whispered into the ear of this lady.

Seeing him laugh when he heard my words and felt an irritated aura from Nagisa who apparently heard a soft voice from my lips.

"Ah, If so, ..mbak you can bring my brother just provide the cage and grass for sure he will grow big ." Nagisa's tone was angry.

"You are indeed ...." Said I was a little upset.

"Hmmmph ." Nagisa pouting.

Seeing her like that I couldn't do anything just that Rea seemed to enjoy every word she heard, surely it was a means to hurt my heart.

"Well, how long are you gonna laugh, lady, let's go in ." I said by pulling his hand.

"I'm sorry, "

A smile that she definitely never let out while in that desolate mansion, I felt a sense of the laughter she longed for, even as she entered the house she said...."Well, warm, it smells like a photo, "

Miss with a smile enjoyed it, Yes indeed close to the entrance is the gallery room of my mother, the smell of wooden frames and old photos. It must have felt, but the warmth he said was something he never felt in his home. Maybe like the cold of the AC or even a super large refrigerator makes the warm atmosphere disappear, hoping the cool is free when there is nothing else to feel the coolness together.

"Do you know, if I could trade every thing I have for just this kind of warmth I would ." Said the lady with her face so sad.

Why would he want something like this, I can't tell him, it's a warmth I got a few weeks ago. As for the three years that I went through, sleeping on the floor covered in all the photos. About the story of the mother who warmed the cold floor where I slept to hear all the stories, through the frame and photos.

"Never see an outcome without knowing what the process is like miss ." I said a little sad.

"Yes, I know, you've lived a hard life." he replied as if he understood what I've lived all this life.

I smiled, a little happy to know that there was someone else who could understand the loneliness in my heart.