Fistfuls

Salma's anger

Yuni Mbak who used to wake up in a third of the night now actually woke up early. It turned out that time had not shown at two in the morning, he was looking for drinking water in the kitchen to refresh his throat. He frowned in astonishment when he heard a voice like the television was still on in the hours past midnight like this, not as usual. He rushed to the family room where the sound of the television was still on.

"Lhoh Mas Indra hasn't slept?" he asked when he found his employer's son sitting on the sofa with a blanket covering almost his entire body.

"Eh, yes Ma'am. Not able to sleep," replied Indra, he was surprised to see the housekeeper was also not asleep in the morning hours.

"You want something Mas? Let me make it," the thirty-year-old woman took the initiative to offer Indra any snacks or food, but Indra refused.

"No Ma'am thank you, Ma'am just sleeping," heard Indra Mbak Yuni's answer rushed to leave him to the room.

Inside the room it turns out Bik Astri also woke up, probably hearing when he woke up earlier.

"Where's Yun?" ask Bik Astri with a face that is still sleepy.

"That, just now there was a flame of tivi, it turned out that Mas Indra had not slept," hearing Yuni's reply, Bik Astri immediately opened his eyes wide, he got up from his seat. While Yuni was astonished to see Bik Astri's unusual attitude.

"Den Indra must be sick again Yun, a habit from a small if sick must stay up late. I want to make her ginger anget, if given medicine not necessarily she wants," Bik Astri seemed to understand with the astonished eyes of Yuni. Of course Bik Astri understands very well what Indra is like, because this one art has long worked in the house, even when he was young.

Yuni nodded, she just found out about this. Because while working in this house, just this time Indra was sick. Yes maybe because the young man used to live with his Oma and Opa in the capital.

"In Den drink, let's get ange. Or do you want to take medicine too?" Bik Astri put down a tray containing a large glass of ginger drink that was still puffing smoke.

"Eh, Bibik is still dying. I've taken the medicine Bik, thank you for the drink I'll drink later" Bik Astri smiled and said goodbye.

In the morning two people who had just descended the stairs were surprised to see Indra sleeping on the sofa of the family room, especially the Papi who immediately approached his son, was shocked, touching the adult son. Though he felt only yesterday this child entered kindergarten and always wanted to go with him, but now he has grown into a man. And this habit turned out to be still the same as when he was a child.

"Indra, get up, sleep moves to the room." Papi shook Indra's body slowly, but the young man immediately opened his eyes.

"But, yes Pi I went to the room first." He got up not forgetting to pull the blanket that had warmed him since last night.

"Indra why Pi?" ask Mama.

Papi also told his first son's habits to the wife. And Mama also said, maybe the habit is difficult to be eliminated even to grow up.

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Plaques

The sound of palms coming into contact with facial skin echoed in a room belonging to a young man who had just come out of the bathroom. Even he had not worn the clothes properly, but the slap had already landed smoothly on his cheek.

"I'm disappointed in you brother! What does all this mean? Say Bang? Don't you choose that woman more than my own best friend? How long you Bang?" the voice was shrill in his ears, but not the slightest bit he could reply or answer those high-pitched questions.

Yes, they are both Salman and his sister Salma. The girl only finds out that the brother has ended his relationship with the Gita. He accidentally saw a velvet box containing their engagement ring on the desk of the brother. Out of curiosity he also saw the contents, how shocked when he saw the ring, he memorized it because he participated in the selection of the ring.

Salman chose to wear his clothes first, not caring about the dark eyes of his sister. The same eye color as the Papa, his guts will shrink when the gaze is obtained from the Papa. But it was different if Salma was staring at him.

"We agreed to put an end to all this" the first remark that came from his lips.

Salman fell silent, indeed none of this was an agreement at all, but it seemed that Gita could read what she was going to do, until she handed back the ring.

"Did you forget you still have a sister? Try Brother Shadowin, if it happens to me? What would you do? Will you let that man live quietly? Or will beat him to helplessness?" Salma turned towards the brother who remained unmoved.

"Don't you talk like that?" that's all Salman can say, because he won't be able to see his sister suffer or cry for love. But he hurt another girl because of his love. What irony, right?

"But I wonder why Brother's face has no injuries, when I know Gita is loved by many people, and there is no way that person would let Brother just survive, unless there is interference from my best friend," Salma was also sick to imagine how the Gita is today, it is appropriate that the sahabtnya could not be contacted since three days ago. But why didn't his brother tell me a single bit.

"Why did you waste a girl as good as Gita? For the woman who hurt you once. Are you sure he won't hurt you again?" Salma looked at Salman full of frustration, wanting to throw a punch at that sinless face again.

"I'm sure Papa and Mama will be more wrathful to see Brother's behavior!" Salma could not bear to be in his brother's room, he could not imagine his sahabt as bad as it is today.

"Kok crying, why baby?" Salma was surprised to see the mother who had just come from the stairs.

A few days ago both parents visited the place where Mama's brother was doing the celebration, and only today can go home. But he didn't expect that this early they would be home.

Salma hugged the Mama, her hands became more and more in the arms of her beloved woman.

"Why baby? You fought with Dawn?" Salma certainly shook her head, she rarely fought with her lover to the point of crying like this.

"Then?" ask Mama curious.

"Abang," she said.

"Why is your brother? You guys quarreling?" salma shook her head again.

"Gita Ma's heart, in the heart to break the engagement was only for the sake of the woman who had hurt him," though Salma did not know what kind of persisi happened, he said, but he could guess if his brother did prefer that woman over Gita.

Mama Hana was surprised to hear the words of her daughter, she rushed to her son's room in after Salma and also the Papa who had just arrived on the second floor.

Salman did not get a blow from the Gita family, but he got several slaps in the face from the Papa. Even Mama who never touched it violently also sent the same blow, making her only able to resign because she had predicted this would happen.

"You are an adult! Should make Papa proud with Mama, not even make you ashamed!" hardik the Mama who had passed was upset because her son had only been silent since.

"Already Ma, let's go. Let him choose his own path. Mama doesn't have to be angry anymore, her blood will go up and Papa won't want it to happen." Papa grabs the wife's shoulder bringing out her beloved woman from Salman's room.

"Papa will file your move from the hospital," the last remark before the three of them came out of the young man's room.

Salman did not expect that the Papa would be that long, even though he was comfortable in the hospital owned by his family, but what can be done if you have to move from there due to actions that embarrass the family.

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