Dandelions

34. Undifferentiated

The night is getting late. Hali drives his bike up to 60km/h. Not too fast, but fast enough to deliver it to a house that is 11 km from the campus.

Along the way he passed in silence. His body was tired, and so was his mind. Almost all day he could not focus on his activities, even though he had a lot to do. In his mind continued to repeat the incident this morning when Ken cursed Typhoon.

Many times he tried to divert the mind, but what appeared was precisely guilt. For the umpteenth time he breathed a heavy sigh. It seems he was too hard on Ken. Well, anyway he's still wrong. It is only fitting that Ken is confused about the change in his attitude to Typhoon that is not given any explanation.

As Khai said, he shouldn't have sided with one of his younger siblings. As the eldest brother, he should be able to share his affection for his two younger siblings.

"Well, it looks like I should apologize to him, and explain." Mumbled.

Hali frowned in astonishment when he saw the main hall light still burning brightly. He looked at his watch that pointed at 22:15, and there was no visible activity in the room, usually past 9 the lights were out.

As his feet stepped further inside, he was shocked to see someone sitting curled up on one side of the room, in front of his youngest sister's room. Ruby's iris sharpened her eyes, and only then did she realize that the figure was a hurricane that could somehow fall asleep there complete with a white uniform of ashes.

Slowly he shook his shoulders, "Taufan, hey, wake up.. What are you doing here?"

The lips that often spread laughter were complaining small. His head was raised, displaying blue eyes that looked sleepy. "That? Is Hali home?"

"Why sleep here?"

Hali began to feel worried, the cold he felt as their skin touched. He was afraid if the Typhoon was sick from sleeping on the floor and exposed to cold air considering that the young man could get sick and could drop at any time.

"Sick, he fainted at school. I'm worried about her. I brought him some medicine but he won't open the door." Speak Typhoon with a hoarse-sounding voice.

"Ken fainted? How come?" Hali's surprised. Of course he was surprised, his youngest brother had never fainted before.

Typhoon shook his head, he himself did not know how to start. All he knew was that Ken was already in the Uks with a state of unconsciousness.

"Yes, now go up there, change clothes keep sleeping." Hali.

"But.. Ken how..?" Just now Typhoon opened his mouth, about to throw a rejection. But it was cut by her brother.

"Udah, you just take a break. Let me take care of it. Ken still can't accept you, I'm afraid he's hating you even more and doing nothing. Okay?"

Typhoon bowed, he could not forget the words that Ken made to him. Spicy words that intentionally make his heart grimace to hold the pain.

On one hand, he felt sorry to see Hali who had to take care of everything by himself. Support his life and his brother. On the sturdy shoulder, I don't know how heavy the burden he carried alone without anything that can be used as a handle.

"Have you taken your own medicine?"

Typhoon nodded slowly. Hali's gentle tone warmed her heart. She knew how exhausting her sister's life was. All of that emanated markedly from the tired look he had hidden behind that thin smile.

At the same time his chest felt tight, delivering a sting that made his gaze foggy. Hali was startled as his body was pushed away by the Typhoon who suddenly hugged him tightly.

"Why? What's up?" Hali's confused.

"I'm sorry, and thank you for being my sister." Typhoon said.

A smile was engraved on the face of the brother. He only rubbed the head of Typhoon before he again told Typhoon to go to sleep immediately.

Typhoon chuckled, he himself did not know why he behaved like that. He was just so happy to be back close to his brother and how lucky he was to have someone as reliable as Hali.

He went straight to the stairs after giving plastic containing drugs that Yasha had given earlier. Not a few seconds he disappeared at the intersection of the 2nd floor, Typhoon again appeared on the stairs.

"Oh brother, forgetfulness. Good night." He said with a big smile.

Hali chuckled, "Night." Now he was left and stillness in the late night. He saw the brown door. Doubt comes back to the heart when guilt begins to return. He was silent for a long time, arguing with the ego in his mind before he finally stepped in.

The room was dark, her hands were touching the wall looking for the switch button. He found his youngest brother curled up on the bed while hugging something. A frame containing a photo of their family deep in his memory, the photo had been taken for a long time.

He sat on the side of the bed, looking at the sister's face with a difficult view to interpret. Traces of tears were still on her paled skin.

That night Ken fell asleep with a fine frown on his forehead. His breath was not normal. The cold sweat had made his hair go limp.

The heat penetrates into the pores when their skin comes into contact. Hali let out a sigh, he took out a small towel which he soaked in a basin filled with warm water. Squeeze it out a bit then put it on Ken's forehead. He also tidied up the position of the blanket to cover his sister's body.

A warm object that touched his skin woke Ken up. His golden eyes moved in search of someone who gave that warmth.

"Sir Hali?" Lirih. His gaze was still blurred, he tried to get up even though his head felt heavy.

Hali was surprised when a small complaint escaped from those pale lips, "Hmm, I woke you up huh?"

Ken blinked a few times. His gaze was still blurred, he tried to get up even though his head felt heavy.

"Sir Hali just got home?" He asked who managed to sit down with the help of his brother.

Hali did not immediately answer, he actually pulled a chair from the study table and sat there.

"You sick why didn't you call me? If you know you're sick, I'll be home early."

Ken did not say, he just bowed to play the end of the blanket. In his heart he cursed anyone who dared to complain to his brother. Though he deliberately hid his condition because he did not want to make him anxious and add to the burden of his mind. Also another feeling that makes him uncomfortable near his eldest brother.

A pair of irises belonging to ruby Hali looked at him in the shade, "There is a sick Dizziness huh? Did you take medicine?"

Ken answered in just one head, though some of it was a lie. His lips were still tightly clenched unwilling to say. Let the silence of the night rule his room.

"It's like taking medicine first yeah, then you get some rest."

In silence Ken watched the movements of Hali who prepared medicine for him. Something in her body rumbled to see her brother's gentle treatment. A guilty feeling crawled through her heart, creating a tightness that made her chest ache.

"Sorry,"

That one hoarse-sounding word stopped Hali's activities. He pulled himself to look, without commenting. He was still waiting for the next word from dry lips.

The clear liquid that obscured the clear golden eyes was welling up in the eye fertilizers.

"I didn't mean to yell at Hali's sister." That silent look emanated from his livid eyes. "I'm just upset that I have to go to a table with 'that guy'."

His lips moved, telling of the old nostalgia that still lingered in his memory.

Six years have passed, but that feeling has never diminished. Ken still hates it. Every time you see it, the shadow of mom and dad is always present. And instantly everything disappeared, leaving only that person. A wound that will never heal.

Highlight the ruby bead that goes along to be sad. Thin fog approached the surface of the eyeball which usually stared sharply at it. He knew that the trembling shoulder was holding the fiery flame in his heart, he felt it too. That pain.

Ken who was so young had to be introduced to the pain that stuck too deep. Until during these 6 years he grew up without the love of parents who should be enjoyed by children his age. Long enough time to erase his conscience to the perpetrator he thought would take away his greatest happiness. Cultivating resentment to close old wounds that refuse to dry up.

"And when it came to knowing that Kak Hali could forgive her that easily, I was really upset. I don't even know what to behave like. I'm just... Hix.. I really.."

Melt of tears fell down his chubby cheeks. He bit his lower lip, his shoulders trembled tremendously withstanding the extremely stifling emotional turmoil.

Hali knew how difficult it was to express it. Even to speak a word is not able because it seems to forget how to breathe. Slowly he took the smaller body into his arms. Delivering calm and warmth to the fragile figure.

"Sttt, stop. Don't think too much. It's not all your fault, I'm sorry for yelling at you. I'm sorry I haven't been able to be a good brother to you." Hali said half a whisper.

it instantly destroyed his defense. His cry broke out, "Just take it out, there's no need to hold on." Whisper it again.

Ken's breathing was choked, a soft voice drowned his face in the shoulder of the older brother. Put all his burdens in sedu. His fingers tightly gripped his brother's shirt. Delivering the pain that had long strangled him.

"I hate that guy so much. I hate everything, even fate. I. hiks.. I miss my mom and dad. I just want to go back to how I used to be. Huhuhuhoo..."

Hali nodded in understanding, "Me too."

Something in his heart throbbed in pain seeing Ken absorbent this. Not only Typhoon, Ken also harbored pain that he had never known. During this time he was busy with his lectures and work because he was the only backbone of the family, without understanding his sister's feelings.

Hali just fell silent, letting Ken spill all the tightness that had been lodged in his heart.

Slowly the grip weakens, as the sobs subside. The smell of mint from her brother's body was able to give her calmness. He pulled his body from the older brother's arms, wiping away his tears.

"It's quiet?"

Ken nodded briefly. Relief quickly crept into his heart, filling the space that was originally filled with uncertainty.

Hali smiled thinly, stroking Ken's limp hair. "Sister, can I ask you something?" In a soft voice Ken reopened the conversation.

Hali frowned, "Hm? What's?"

"Why did Hali suddenly accept that person?" The question was raised despite doubts. He who at first did not care about any reason Hali received the Hurricane, ended up with curiosity as if toying with him.

"The fire is not an event that can be forgotten. There must be another reason for the decision? Hali's brother pity that guy?" Ken continued quickly, painstakingly gulping. As much as possible he resisted the rumbling vibrations in his chest cavity.

Hali's breath choked. Not a word came out of those tightly closed lips, he just stared at Ken in silence. Not because of anger, but because of anxiety. Is this the time for him to tell the state of the Typhoon? Why is the time coming so fast?

If he were to tell the true events that were able to turn his originally hardened heart into this, would it be called a feeling of kasian or pity?

But really, the current Hali does not hate Typhoon at all. The feeling that has been fostered for 6 years was evaporated just like that when you saw the condition of the Hurricane that night.

"Sister?"

Ken's voice resuscitated him. His eyes closed for a moment, inhaling as much oxygen as possible to relieve his beak that seemed to be squeezed.

"Ken, I wanted you to hear my story until it's over. After that, I leave all the decisions to you. I won't force you to accept it, even if I expect it. So it all started that night.."

Hali began to tell everything, pain, suffering and disease that lodged in the body of the Hurricane that he had recently known. How fragile Typhoon was that night, a cry that showed how sick he was. How every night Typhoon sleeps in the shadow of the past. Choking on the real guilt is not her fault at all.

He no longer wanted to incise a wound on a small heart that might have been full of stitches and fillings. Although from the outside he looks very cheerful, but behind the mask it holds a thousand wounds.

Ken listened without commenting. His eyes were only focused on a single point in the sky of the room sky, until a silent greeting, no one voiced an item for a second. Until Ken's hoarse voice becomes the only lonely breaker. "How can Mr Hali confidently say that the accident was not his fault?"

Hali smiled, "Because it was an accident. Without blaming others, if God wants it, anything can happen.

"If that's why Hali's sister accepted it, I can't argue. But I also can't accept it for such a reason."

Hali nodded slightly, understanding Ken's intentions. "I understand. But I want you to know one thing, I love you both more than anything. You are the treasure that my father and mother left me, and I will take care of you as much as I can. So don't feel like I'm a favorit, okay?"

His fingers stroked Ken's black mane gently. A thin smile is reflected on the face that is usually minimal expression.

Ken's stunned. He did not respond or respond. He was still in the same position, with his eyes looking straight. Her brother's words made her heart a little relieved, warming her feelings that all day was mired in inner turmoil.

Hali who felt he would not get any answers then grabbed the medicine and a glass of water available on the nightstand.

"Now take your medicine and rest, it's night. I'll wait for you until you sleep."

After taking the medicine, Ken lay behind a thick blanket, warming his slightly shivering body. He no longer spoke, letting his brother back caress the tip of his head. Provides comfort that leads itself to dreamland.

TB