Emotion Taster

Arc 4 New Stage: Chapter 19 - Treasure Day

The existence of one's clothes inside one room was actually quite foreign, at least to my knowledge. If I look, I've only ever seen it in a movie that has adult elements in it. The most common example is when from one pair of lovers, the woman leaves her used clothes in the room after a date night.

Sister Dina looked at her shirt dress, in the hand she held quite tightly and lifted parallel to the chest to examine further.

“Ivan, this is my shirt you wear?” askaku Kak Dina who is still focused on these clothes.

“Why not reverse, there is about a reason I make wear that shirt now?” my timpalku used the same pattern that Dina's sister used on me before.

“Yes, sister don't know. Maybe you want to wear my shirt to smell it, warm rasain body sister, continue while shadow again hugged sister.”

“Huh?” my response was in a condescending tone without direction and neutral. “Which person has that mind?”

That's what I said, but it actually came out of reflex. In one context, I actually understand that the body aroma has each of them that can be interesting. Even so, it will not happen to me for sister Dina.

“If so, the warm feeling on my shirt now is just a feeling? It's like an old man who just put on my shirt.”

Waw.

I don't know if this is a woman's instinct, a factor that only I've ignored, or a sense of discernment that only my sister has. Whatever it was, I was pretty impressed that she could guess right by the outfit.

“Maybe it's hot etrica. The shirt just got bird dung and I washed it and straight iron,”, I said back evasive.

“Hmn ... iron, yes? Ironing kok still messy?” tanyanya muttered while paying attention to each curve of the shirt.

“I only partially iron, in the wet part only.”

“Hmn ..?”

“...”

Of course, this makes Dina suspicious. The fact that the clothes were clothes taken directly from the clothesline and used by Peter some time did not change. What I said was not strong enough, but simultaneously Sister Dina could not accuse me without clear evidence.

“Huft .. hah .. whatever, Brother,” I said complaining that is actually half of acting. “Important big sister has seen my room, ‘kan? If there is nothing, mending brother out.”

“...”

Brother Dina did not reply, he instead quietly lowered his head and did not look at my face anymore when the sentence was thrown. There, I asked myself, is it possible that I said too much to him?

More so then ....

*Whoush ....

“...”

The emotional waves of Dina's sister melted. He was overcome with guilt and fear. Unlike the previous moment that was in one level of anger, he was more like being in a position of being threatened by conditions.

Slowly he put the shirt back on the bed, he whose slow motion kept me from communicating again. The motion of his broken hand while filled with a doubt enveloped his mind. I didn't understand and just looked at the woman without asking. Shut up and see brother Dina shopping eyes looking around as if looking for something in the middle of his physical pressure.

“What's the search boy?” ask that woman.

Kak Dina looked under the mattress, opened the sheets, turned the pillows, shifted the chair, opened the drawers, and even pulled the books off my study desk shelf.

The woman was still ignoring me, and I still silenced her, stood in front of my door and kept watching the strange little gesture. After all, sooner or later he will tell or show me the item he is looking for in my room right now.

*open

“Hh!?”

Until then he surprised me a little. Just when she opened my closet.

Not because of the essence of Dina's actions, not because of privacy concerns, not because I understood what she was looking for. However, I was surprised because in the closet that was opened there was Amalia who was hiding.

My own closet was quite large, having a height and width of over two meters. Although the volume of space inside was not spacious, but it was still enough to make a standard-bodied girl to enter. The usual place for hangers tends to be empty and gives a lot of space, hiding behind clothes hanging, Amalia sits hugging elbows there.

*Whoush ....

“Gkh!?”

Emotional waves this time coming from Amalia, she who felt tense facing Dina's sister began to spur her adrenaline. The mixed and jumped feeling of nervousness, fear, and shame suddenly gave me another shock sensation.

Even so ....

“Huft .. hah .. no, yes,” said Brother Dina who looked into the checking cabinet.

Brother Dina seems unaware of Amalia's whereabouts. The girl is already in a position where she uses magic to make her existence unconscious.

“...!”

Even so, I could see the girl's expression clearly. His stern gaze was in a threatened state, his stiff face, and his disordered breathing. He still feels the pressure of the condition even though he is in a safe position.

“From yesterday sister find what it is?” ask me to divert Dina. Looking at the condition, Amalia's emotional wave will be more severe if it continues to be left.

“...”

“...”

But, back sister Dina did not answer. She froze again with her hands holding the two doors of my wardrobe. However, it was only for a moment, because after a few seconds he faced me and released the grip on his hand.

Dugm!

“...!?”

Ah ....

Accidentally off the closet door, Amalia received a closet door lacing. I who can still see the whereabouts of the girl also became sick to myself because I heard the sound of duk fighting between the elbow and the wood.

*Breath, breath, breath ....

Amalia did not scream, she simply breathed out loudly repeated while enduring her pain.

I too, saw that I could not help him. He was still under the influence of a power where Brother Dina was unable to realize his existence. So, I refocused on the woman.

Here sister Dina put a serious atmosphere, felt from the kind of expression and taste on my tongue right now. The waves of emotions swirled, going up and down like waves that carried me like I was on a small raft. This feeling is quite disturbing, but seeing Dina's sister in this condition makes me think that my condition is not the toughest.

“Ivan, you ... you have money?” asked Brother Dina slightly softly holding his tone to low.

“The choice between having and not having, of course I have,” answered me back with a little twist want to put the conversation on the conditions we usually make.

“Which I asked was different again. The number is big, kayak three times the price of our TV.”

“...”

Three times?

The television in my house is already at the stage of LED with a wide size and able to use 4K resolution. If it says the price, I don't know for sure because it wasn't me who bought it outright. But, if estimated, of course the million number has broken through two digits. Then, now sister Dina asks for the number multiplied by three.

“You want to use what kind of money is that? Buy make-up for ten years?” ask me with a little more joke.

“...”

Dina's sister again showed a passive response. Today his emotions are completely unstable. In one of his silent positions, I could still feel a deep nervousness. The daydream was curious to me, until one moment I saw his finger lightly shudder nervous reflexes.

“Heh, heheheh ..” Dina's laughter weakly, her chuckles not giving off any pleasure, instead she is now filled with a negative aura of despair. “No, no, Ivan. You can forget the one you just said.”

“...”

“Lagian sister is also evil with you, it is not worth asking you like gini.”

Along with that sentence, the woman started walking out of my room. He stepped up to take the road at the side before finally heading towards the door behind my body.

*grip

“Woi, wait,” I said as I held Dina's brother's hand preventing her from leaving. “I have the money. But, can you tell me what to wear later?”

“Aha, sorry, Ivan. I will not make you, though. Mending the money you keep, brother will take care of this problem himself.”

But, Sister Dina refused, she who said that slowly eases my hand to release it immediately. The grip of the hand was touched by Brother Dina and caressed gently as if to loosen the energy in my hand. For some reason, my response at that time was also according to his gentle command. In the end my hand was also released.

“...”

“...”

Tch.

I clicked my tongue, stepped forward, and caught up with Dina's sister who wanted to stay away.

*grip

My hands there again clasped Dina's sister. With a new grip, I managed to stop the woman's steps again.

“Ivan, you should not pull your hands here, if I fall from the stairs how—“

“Kakak.”

I cut the sentence, coldly saying as if putting serious talk. In fact, before that I also brought him towards the joke. But this time I can't let it be.

“A-ah ..?” the response of Dina's sister who turned back turned towards me. “What else is it?”

“This, take my ATM,” I said while pointing my bank savings card.

“E-eh!?”

“Take it, last I checked the contents in about fifties. It does not help much, but you can take any amount, take all is also okay.”

My face was filled with seriousness, my gaze was sharp, and the tone of speech was also firm without a doubt. There I did not mess around, the ATM card I presented to him a little force attached to the area of his hand.

“Li-fifty!? Do you love that much money?”

“Before brother asked for three times the price of TV, this is still about half. Why be a big sister?”

“Yes, he means, this is your money, ‘kan? You tubes also have a purpose too, ‘kan? When you give it to brother?”

For a while Mr. Dina was instead logical, speaking a simplicity and a common sense of the value of money. Of course between the two of us is not enough for the sultan to be able to throw such a big money away. But, that was slightly opposite to his request just now.

“Huft .. hah ...,” my breaths put in a swing. “At first I wanted to use the money to get out of this house and spend it myself. But, if there's a problem, I'm okay to give this money to brother. From the beginning, this money should also have a sister.”

“Have a sister? It's clearly yours, ‘kan?”

“No, this money is savings from my monthly money. The monthly money comes from dad, mom. But I'm not their son. Their son is just Dina.”

“...”

Ukh .. it feels quite painful, even for me who actually tends not to care about my own emotions. In fact, the perpetrator of the sentence was me, but the wound also felt hollowed out my chest now.

Even so, what I said was not a lie, I still consider him entitled to the money I hold. From the beginning I was just a passenger, an extra family member. The time and attention that both parents sacrificed for the sake of work has made money. Of course the money is more entitled to be given to Brother Dina than me.

“Ivan, sorry brother.”

“Make what?”

“Only last afternoon, and about the problem I have burdened you now.”

“If I delay it all make it later, just take my money and finish the problem brother.”

“...”

This conversation felt heavy, the atmosphere I made felt to myself. Sis Dina is still a normal woman, she also has the dignity of being an older person. Asking for money or at least relying too much on me is a failure in a guiding dignity. He was in a position where his identity was threatened with being sacrificed, a self-esteem that was sold for the sake of a problem.

“This ... Can I really take it?” ask Dina who is still in doubt.

“Take it, do you still not understand that I am now serious?”

“...”

“...”

Slowly, Dina began to receive the bank savings card. He grasped it with both hands, held to his chest like an artifact-level precious item.

“Still, Ivan.”

*Step, step, step ....

Sister Dina over there started to turn around, she came down using the stairs and seemed to want to get out of the house again. It appears that he is still in a depressed position pursued by something.

“Wait, Brother. One more thing,” I said call him before he got out of my sight. “Soal pin his card was the date of birthku— Ah, not,” break me who shakes refused to continue. “Not a date of birth, it means the date you picked me up. The date you recorded on the birth certificate was.”

“...”

Brother Dina was silent to hear that, this time he froze without turning his head to me. But, it was only for a moment, because after that he replied, “Iya, I remember, Ivan.”

*sex

Quickly the sound of the door catching up, Brother Dina came out of the house leaving me.

“...”

Ah .. This feeling, the feeling of desolation when all left me. It's not that I regret this, it's just that I'm still not satisfied with the results that are happening now.

*Step, step ....

The sound of footsteps rang out, but this time it came from my room.

I didn't glance at it, letting the voice close in on itself as it already knew who the person behind it was. With the loss of sister Dina, of course the girl can move more freely.

The move was getting closer, the figure I could feel right beside me. But, talking about the air of existence, of course the most striking of Amalia is the wave of emotions. This time, my tongue was filled with a sweet sour taste of worry, a sweet sour taste of raw strawberries.

“Amalia, I know you want to say something. But, for now, I'm asking you to shut up and pretend you didn't hear what just happened.”

“...”

Amalia may still be a little confused, but she's not that stupid as to not understand what's going on. At least, the meaning of the sentence that led to me being an adopted child was understood by him. It's just that, the fact was only heard today, and it was even more awkward because the communication entered accidentally through the conversation of others.