Dandelions

51. Misses

The moon has descended from his throne, changed with the sun that began to appear displaying its rays that illuminate the earth. The gloomy atmosphere that initially colored every corner of the house slowly dissipated with the sight of the two brothers eating breakfast together in the dining room.

Previously, Hali was amazed to find Ken who was cooking in the kitchen, complete with his school uniform wrapped in apron. He hummed a little while his hands shrewdly put the seasoning into the cooking. It is like a professional chef.

"Would you like to go to school?" Ask that second too.

Ken was shocked when he realized the existence of Hali who had been standing behind him since when, "Kak Hali!? Jesus, early in the morning it's been made up. Yeah, it's been a long time since I've been in, so I've missed a lot of lessons too."

"Is he healthy?"

"Udah, the doctor said he also only had to rest 3 days right."

As if waking up as a different person. That morning Ken seemed more alive with the warmth that radiated from his fresh face. His skin was no longer as pale as the days when he shut himself up.

Hali just nodded his head nod, "OK, but I'm anther." After making sure Ken's body temperature is no longer high.

"Will not! Hali hasn't had a bath." Reject Ken firmly.

Reflexively Hali raised one hand and kissed his own armpits, "It still smells good."

"Ih, slovenly brother Hali! Shower there! The face is still a pillow. Don't-don't wash your face, brush your teeth, too?"

"Have a son! Yes already! Don't you see that cute face? But take a shower."

"That's dirty. Don't want to, mending to go alone."

"Why? Afraid that many people will react with me?" Sahut Hali with all his confidence.

Ken turned his face away, "Kak Hali abis the fall of durian ferret king huh? how did you get rid of narcissistic gini?"

"You're jealous say boss." Goda Hali ate the nuggets she stole from her sister's plate.

"Ih, Brother Hali! That's the last one!"

Hali laughed, while Ken pouted, unwillingly the nuggets he deliberately left for cover were stolen by the brother just like that.

Ken just clucked, taking the last mouthful of his fried rice quickly while silently cursing his brother's behavior inwardly.

He was surprised, the nature of his brother was whose descendants anyway?

It's been a long time since they've been like this. As if nostalgic in the past where the joy can still always be felt. Small plays interspersed with laughter used to often color this table. Usually, Typhoon who became the culprit, judging everyone with his unexpected behavior. Then Hali will scold him, even throw his tablespoon because of his anger about his messiness.

If you look at the past, I think because now all that is left is the two of them. There is no more laughter that always fills this room with its babble.

In the end their smiles faded again. There's never a word okay. They only pretend to be strong on the basis of not wanting to add to each other's wounds or burdens. Regardless of how many tears Ken spills each time he wants to be lulled in a dark sea of dreams, or Hali who spends more time in his daydream with a mind that either wanders where.

Everything is stressful, frustrating, but not showing it. For now, covering it up would be better. Ken had promised himself not to be sad anymore and chose to keep it. The same thing Hali did. There is no point in being too sad, at least they will not add burden and pain to each other.

"Udah ah, Ken wants to go first." Still with a sulking tone, he said goodbye while carrying his dirty dishes towards the sink. As if noticing the slowly changing atmosphere becoming mellow, he immediately ended his breakfast. Don't want to drag on with his misfortune.

"Well, suck! If you don't want to be escorted, I'll call Arga to be picked up."

"Ngga. I can go alone." Ken ketus.

"Relatedly? Ntar kidnapped again."

Hearing her brother's words immediately made Ken who was in the doorway turn his head, "Kak Hali how is his prayer?" Ask her in a annoyed tone. Honestly, if he could he did not want to recall the incident. Events where regrets and pain will continue to come. He did not want to remember the moment when his brother almost died for saving his life.

"She had sworn her own sister kidnapped again ngeselin tau." Ken Gerrutu.

Hali tried to hold back so that his laughter did not break due to his sister's silly expression.

"Nehukahin! Yes, sorry. I pull my talk. Be careful on the road, my sweetest sister, this cute and kawaii!"

Hearing the sweet words of his brother who was notoriously cold and indifferent made him suddenly shudder creeps, "Kak Hali mending nyari girlfriend who can be dear there. I'm horrified to hear it."

"Don't love your own sister?" chirps Hali gomasy.

"Yes that too. Over time, singles are not good. Or are the girls afraid of Deketin kak Hali because of the rich machete of lions? Ah ah, I'm leaving."

Hearing the sister's words, an imaginary crossroad appeared in her head. "Did you say huh? Who do you call a lion-rich machete?"

Ken scratched the back of his head that wasn't itchy. "Ahaha kak kanda. I'll go first!"

"It's nothing straight on the phone."

Hali chuckled softly, as Ken replied with an indistinct mutter, before his figure disappeared behind the door with the door being closed rather loudly.

******

After spending days shutting himself up in his room, he finally breathed free air. He can stretch his muscles by going back to school. Looking for a new atmosphere and slightly divert his mind from his dark memories and all his regrets.

Initially..

In fact, his feet did not reach the school gate. He instead took his steps on the wet ground at the cemetery, where his parents were buried.

The clump that was deliberately planted made the place look quite beautiful. Plus some trees and some flowers. Although there is still a special mystical impression once entering the place.

"Hello mother, father. Sorry Ken rarely nengokin y'all." The golden iris's gaze was fixated on the two gravestones before him.

"Today Ken skipped school. Just today, not another promise tomorrow. Uh, but from yesterday I didn't go in anyway because I was sick..."

he then squatted, plucking the weeds that grew around, while chattering to treat longing. Many stories that he wants to shed while releasing a deep longing.

"Father same mother would have known yesterday's incident? Sis Taufan sleep so long, cook already 3 days not wake-up. If you meet, just a jidatnya, has made Kak Hali worried. Ken too. Or just let the jewer wake up not sleep rich bear hibernation." Ken made his smile wail. Then sighed, airing tightness in the chest.

"Dad, mom.. Ken ngaku wrong already hate kak Taufan. Dah indifferent to not know if the brother of Taufan mengdam sick all this time. Sorry Ken can not take care of Mr. Taufan, has made Mr. Taufan sick."

The sky was so clear that morning, the wind was blowing as cool as it was. The dew on the grass shoots begins to evaporate as the sun rises. There were no clouds hanging over him, but the cloudiness in the two eyeballs made his cheeks wet.

"Ken kangen." His fingers wiped the tears that soaked his cheeks. Little squeaks began to sound amidst the rustling of the leaves.

Had his parents not left so soon, it would have never been this painful.

Only in that place can Ken vanish all the complaints stored in him. Between the two gravestones that buried the man he loved dearly. Tells the days he has gone through even though he never got an answer.

This alone has made him calm, so often he forgets the time if he is busy chatting.

"Ken want to look at Mr. Typhoon first yes, tomorrow Ken here again."

He was dying when the sun started to sting the skin. Leaving behind a bunch of white Chrysanthemum flowers, letting the fragrance spread carried her longing message.