Dandelions

71. The house!

"Don't forget the medicine is routinely taken. Don't be soy, take plenty of rest. In two weeks, I'll see you for a control check-up, okay?" doctor Tadashi's message deliberately helped deliver the return of his favorite patients.

"Duh, doctor! I want to go home is also still a diomelin," grumbled Typhoon, tired of the sentence almost every day he heard.

At least he hopes he doesn't get a scolding when he gets home.

The middle-aged man chuckled, "It's not ngomelin, but give advice. So do not be stubborn," he said while rubbing the head of an anxious Typhoon.

The son of his late best friend, how could he now grow this big? It almost matches its height. It felt like just yesterday, he was clutching the hyperactive boy's hand, holding him like a child himself.

Time has already passed. He himself is not always present to see how they grow and become rigid. After the death of his parents, seeing his sons grow up to be tough men, he was sure that in the future everything would improve.

"Thank you, doc, have a fuss and patiently take care of my sister's random behavior." Hali who just finished moving the goods to the trunk, joined to greet and thank him for his services. During Typhoon treatment, young people who play a big role in every treatment and medical steps to be taken.

"Yes. Take good care of your sister. Don't stress him out. Ingetin continues to be diligent to take the drug, if necessary supervised. He likes a lot of reasons when told to take medicine," Tadashi said with an enthusiastic nod.

"Yes, doc. Relax, definitely not going to forget."

Maybe only the feeling of the Hurricane, but at a glance he caught a faint grin on the look on the face of the brother. He did not want to guess what Hali would do if he was found to be absent from the drug, which is certainly not a good thing. Bad feeling about this.

It is better to follow this time.

From a distance, Ethan, who had just returned after finishing payment, came in a little hasty. "Everything's now in, Hal?" ask without taking his eyes off his phone.

"Udah om, just leave. Ken's waiting in the car, too."

"If so, doctor!" ethan screeched as he got Tadashi there, shaking his hand.

"Thank you for all your help."

"No need, this is my job. They are like my son after all. By the way from yesterday we have not had time to say hello because my schedule is crowded. But I'm glad to see you again after so long, even if only for a little while. Unfortunately we can not talk casually while making coffee," said Tadashi parse a light laugh.

They used to know each other, being senior-junior in High School. Especially with the status of his late brother's best friend, it is not difficult to be close.

"If there's another chance, we can meet again. Then we say doc, fear of getting stuck if bad luck." said Ethan followed by the two teenagers next to him.

"Be careful on the road."

The sun was creeping slowly and scorching as the black car they were driving entered the courtyard of the ravael residence. "Yeah! The house!" Believe me, there are no words that can describe how missed

Typhoon on a semi-modern style building with orange paint lining its outer walls. That place will always be his home.

His place to return, no matter how far he went, because there was a family who always waited for him to come home. Although now no longer complete without the presence of the mother's father, but there are still brothers and sisters who will wait for him.

"Turfan, don't run!" hali exclaimed as soon as he saw his first sister jump down from the car and immediately ran towards the terrace.

His attention that did not focus on the footing made him almost fall to the floor if Hali did not immediately jump the thin body.

"Ck, said do not run away still a wayward." Ketus Hali's. However, Hali could not get angry at the man who had a smile as warm as the sun.

"Hehe, thank you." said Taufan who could only show off his silly laughter. He didn't care what his sister said. Trapped for so long in the hospital made her miss the atmosphere of her current home. His special room and his favorite guitar.

The boy returned to his cheerful personality and acted as he pleased. The boy even shouted in excitement. Reminds Hali if Typhoon is just an ordinary child like most teenagers with all their messiness.

The figure you previously saw, when he fought desperately to protect a meaningful existence for him, is also nothing more than a high school boy who still wants to enjoy youth with his friends.

But the universe is sometimes so cruel as to put him on the heavy role of shrouded nestapa. Every time he tasted a speck of happiness, he would be drawn back into the vortex of life, scraping a new incision on a wound that had not yet healed. Again and again.

Perhaps the universe really wants to teach him to be tough, but it just makes him fall. Until one time, when he was already fragile and wanted to give up, they began to put their hearts. Maybe he was the one who had to fight for that happiness.

"Well, there's no better place than home." A long sigh flew out just after Typhoon leaned his back on the sofa. His blue bead looked straight at the white ceiling in the living room, then closed. It's not that tired, it's just that this is all too beautiful to be said to be real.

A lot of things have happened. Someone, anyone, please tell me this isn't a dream. The brother who had been indifferent to him turned around as he was.

All this time he could only imagine what it was like to go back in the days before the accident took everything away. He thought, even until death picks him up, he would not get that attention again.

But it turns out there is a special moment for the fresh wind to blow on him. "Rest in the room there."

The hurricane opened its eyes, finding the elder brother sitting next to him while turning on the television.

Right, this isn't his delusion. All of this is really real.

"In the hospital his work also sleeps mute, cook at home still told to rest. Capek kak rebahan mulu," said Taufan. He then straightened his back, stretched his muscles that are rarely invited to move and enjoy the tv show.

"Well, does Typhoon want juice? Yesterday I had the opportunity to buy mango juice as well as fruit sweets. Brother wants?" tawar Ken's.

"May deh." said Typhoon without hesitation. As if there had never been a barrier between them, Ken never hesitated to greet him and start a conversation first. The awkwardness that Typhoon was worried about was evident only in his mind alone.

It turned out that his sister was indeed a warm and friendly person as people say.

If until someone like Ken could have such great hatred, there must be a strong reason behind such a clear change in his attitude.

If he thought that the cause of the hatred was him, he could not imagine how much pain Ken would have remembered the terrible event every time he met him.

Time is supposed to be a cure for memory, but because of him, time actually transformed into a grieving grievance.

If Ken has accepted it now, does that mean that his presence is no longer a problem?

"Why until home even so most daydreaming anyway? Inget said the doctor earlier, do not most thoughts, let alone stress. If there is a thought, the same story. Not in the pendem yourself." The voice resuscitated Typhoon, attracting the young man's attention to look at Hali who turned out to be watching him. Then a little shake.

"No, just a thought, no one is left behind in the hospital, right?"

For a moment Hali returned the gaze, before turning her focus back to the television screen and changing chanel. "You don't need to feel foreign in your own home anymore. You can share anything with me or Ken. Don't be reluctant or afraid. We are family."

Hearing those words thrown from Hali's mouth, his heart was relieved. The warm feeling crept up, pulling the tip of his lips to carve a smile there. The fact that he had an overflow of affection for his two brothers broke all the worries that had been settled.

"Yes." Yeah."

Before long, Ken appears carrying a tray filled with juice and some snack jars. His arrival is almost the same as Ethan who had permission to receive a call.

"It just so happens that you guys get together, there's something Om wants to talk about." From the tone of his voice like an important thing, inviting a question in the minds of the Lavael brothers.