Earth Love Qibla

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I just want to create great memories with you. Later when we remember him, there will only be a smile without regret. Even if it was just a smile in the morning.

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"Seeh why not be Mama Ayesha's son anyway?" The boy named Atar who was still wearing his elementary school uniform continued to follow the steps of his older sister who was cooking instant noodles while back and forth towards the refrigerator, then to the front of the stove, and then to the front, then to the dining table.

"Why ask me?" Ara, the poor girl who is now a teenager, asked. Growing up to be a beautiful girl who made anyone always fall for her, except Aro.

"Yes, I'd like to ask Mommy." Attar ran to meet his mother who was relaxing in the television room.

"Mother ... Bubun ... boob!" his screams while directly scattered to the lap of the Earth who was engrossed in watching news events.

"Whispering really, Dek," protested Aro, disturbed because he was concerned to play games on his cellphone.

"Yes, Dek. You are already big, not spoiled pantes continue to be the same Mother." Akhza who was reading his book also chimed in on Aro's protests.

"Why the hell, Dek?" Earth rubbed her youngest son's hair full of pity.

Atar corrected his sitting position by moving to the side of the Earth. With a smile he said, "first why should Mother who raised Ara Tea as a child? why not Mama Ayesha?"

"Because Mother loves the same Teteh, Adek dear is not the same Teteh?" Bund asked back with a probing look.

"It is precisely because I love Teteh, I want Teteh to be a child of Mama Ayesha aja," said Atar.

"What's the matter, Dek?" ask Akash who just joined. The father of 4 children had just finished helping Lina pack the catering.

"I think I'm in love with you, I want you to be my girlfriend."

The words of the 6th grade elementary school boy were certainly greeted by the laughter of his family members, including Aro who was usually reluctant to respond to things related to Ara. Atar clucked in annoyance, he was serious about his words. However, he felt ridiculed by his family.

"Ayaaah ?" yelled Ara from the kitchen. Trimmed the noise of laughter that filled the television room.

"Yes, yes, Dad's coming." Akash moved and approached the loud voice of Ara who called out to him.

"This, Dad. Bring it there, I can't take it." Ara pointed at the noodles that had just matured. Drawn in a large bowl, with a filling of vegetables meatballs and sausages.

"Why don't you just use the pancakes?" tanya Akash made Ara laugh.

"Later Mas Ar does not want to eat if you directly use the pot. I forgot who Dad's son is?" Ara Todong.

"He's an artist, I like to forget that I have an artist's son." Akash's whisper was rewarded with a ruckus by Ara.

Aro is a teenage artist full of charm. Mother had protested many times when her son decided to plunge into the world of entertainment. Starting from being a model of advertising a milk product heightening body at the age of 9 years. Aro got a lot of offers to play soap operas and movies.

"Hurry up, Dad! cold is not good." Ara precedes Akash's steps by carrying a few spoons in his hand.

Ara sat beside the Earth, facing directly in front of the square table. In front of him sat Aro who was still playing the game and Akhza who had just finished reading his notebook.

"Bun, where's Adek?" asked Ara when she did not see her sister.

"Remissed because it's meledekin, sulked deh now. Mostly to the cafe," said Bumi made Ara nod.

Ara handed out the spoon she was holding. And only Aro accepted it harshly. But, still returned a smile by Ara. Akhza was even envious, because only to Aro, Ara would smile as sweetly as that.

"Yetoo!" yelled Atar who came back again carrying a large roasted sausage complete with sauce and mayonnaise.

"You don't start eating noodles without me dong" Atar protested.

The boy immediately took a sitting position close to Ara. Smile as sweet as possible while raising his eyebrows.

"Make Ara Tea the most dear Atar," said Atar while giving grilled sausage which is indeed a favorite food of Ara.

"Thank You Atar, dear." Ara took the sausage with happy eyes.

"Teh Ara loves me?" ask Atar.

"Darling dong," Ara replied making Atar smile happily.

"Honey is also the same Mother, the same Father, the same Brother, the same Mas Ar," added Ara made a sweet smile on Atar's lips fade.

"This is actually eating noodles so no?" Aro began to get caught up with things that he thought were not important.

"So, bismilbornrahmanirrahim."

And it happened to fight each other meatballs, sausages and mutually elbow jerks when they want to bribe. Ara is usually the most agile. Although her body was the smallest, even compared to Atar, Ara was still losing big.

Simple activities that make the family always compact and harmonious. Although, Aro still can't be nice to Ara no matter what the exact cause. Ara didn't care. It keeps going sweet on Aro.

After finishing finishing the noodles, it was Akhza's turn to wash the bowl and spoon. Aro was busy with his game. Atar chose to come with his father and mother to deliver catering.

"She's still sitting here?" aro jolt when he saw Ara still sitting in his place.

"Conscious Mas Ar, when else see an artist this close," said Ara with a ignorant grin.

"Gue is not concerned with playing when you see an ugly girl," Aro ridiculed making Ara chuckle.

"Whispering the dodol, the sound of laughing makes my ears hurt!" aro threw Ara with an empty bottle of mineral water that he drank.

Ara quickly caught the bottle, she moved and approached Aro. Slightly bowed and whispered, "don't be angry, I like it more."

Ara then went to pretend not to hear Aro's teasing that led her to Upil. Aro from childhood has shown dislike towards his sister. Especially when he knew Ara was just an adopted child when they were 9 years old. At that time, the mother and father explained to them that Ara was not his biological child.

The arrival of Vanya who often brought gifts for Ara caused it. Also at the insistence of the extended family for Ara to know who she is. Mother with a heavy heart tells who Ara is.

Since then Aro has been getting rough with Ara. He called Ara upil. In accordance with Ara, small, dirty and not useful at all.

But another Ara, she always liked when Aro was angry with her. Ara thought maybe that was how Aro loved her. Another Aro another Akhza. Since childhood, Akhza has always loved his sister. Even when she finds out that Ara is not her younger sister, Akhza is more able to keep Ara feeling.

The mother asked Aro why she always disliked Ara? Aro just answered there is no reason that makes him have to like the child who has won the affection of his father and his mother.

She always protested why the girl who thought she was ugly should be her sister?