GIFALI AND MAURA

Maura Zivan

Tin.tin..

The sound of car horns sounds noisy in front of the house.

"SQUICK BOY!!" his sister's voice sounded from the steering door while continuing to honk.

"Wait--" Maura clucked, as she downed her milk. "Well, like Ammar should buy his own vehicle, not both of them are the same as me, just look impatient. It's early in the morning, why are you leaving!"

Mama Alika laughs. "Ammar isn't 17 yet baby, he doesn't have a SIM yet. Among the driver does not want, among Mama or Papa, also do not want-"

"...Ammar wants her to be like you, brother!" Maura turned her head, as her Papa voice reached the dining table.

"Why do you want bread or fried rice?"

"Fried rice, Mah---"

"But Pah, Mah. I'm a muter every day. I have to take Ammar to school, I have to pick him up again. I'm late for the store!" Decak is upset.

His name is Maura Zivanya Artanegara. He was the eldest son of the Bilmar Artanegara family. Because two months ago he had just a birthday, so the mother gave him a car for his personal interests.

Unlike other children, Maura chose to attend SMK Tourism majoring in gourmet. Since elementary school, he has followed in the footsteps of Mama who hoby cooking and making cakes. The Papa had rejected the wishes of the child, but because Maura insisted on his stance, eventually his parents just melt away.

The Mama's skills declined to him. Because they see the development of the child. His parents had made him a bakery and cake shop from Maura in first class at SMK.

Now the store has been running for almost 2.5 years by hiring 7 employees with a fairly high income.

At a young age, he has become a successful young entrepreneur.

"Yes son, later Mama will try to talk to Ammar again. Now go first there, take your sister today."

"...Papa will also talk to your sister, now take Ammar first."

"Well, Pah, Mah." He got up from the dinner table to say goodbye to Papa and Mama. "Oh yeah, what will Papa and Mama buy tonight?"

Maura's daily routine after returning home from school and the store is to bring her parents a snack.

"What's up to Brother-"

"Well, I'm off Mah, Pah!"

He also passed to his car.

"Down you, let Brother take it!" Maura told Ammar to quickly get off the steering wheel door. "Udah Brother, quickly go up. Let me take it!"

Ammar remained firm in his stance. "DOWN!!" Maura shouted a little.

"Hurry in, brother, it's too late!"

"But you can't take this car, you don't have a SIM. It's gonna be dangerous, Ammar!"

"Udah ah stayin--" Ammar turned the car keys, the sound of the roar of the engine was heard, Maura who was afraid of being left finally could only obey the will of the younger brother who still knew in the Junior High School.

On the way Maura continues to babble non-stop to the sister. And Ammar will only always tease him, as will his delinquency.

He remains a little brother who always tries to protect his brother. For him, Mama and Sis are two of the most beautiful women he loves most in this world, which he must protect his existence.

"Sister, don't be angry. You will get old quickly! Don't you want a girlfriend?"

Hearing that, he fell silent for a moment. He kept looking straight ahead of the road. Just leaning his head on the back of the chair. There is a sensitive thing that hit his heart when the word girlfriend is singunggun.

Then he remembered something, opened his bag and grabbed his favorite micky mouse wallet. He looked at the old photos there. A little picture of him with a boy who was his age.

"Where are you, Gifa? It's been 12 years, we still haven't met. Look even though it's so ugly, I still wear this bracelet!"

He lamented a bracelet he always wore in his hand. Sometimes the bracelet is already ugly it will continue to be repaired if broken or damaged. The bracelet is a relic of a little boy who is currently holding his picture.

Because the figure of the little boy was also what made Maura close herself from the man who wanted to ask her to be a lover.

How ironic...

And

Drggg.

"Oh God! Ammar, did you hit anyone??"

Ammar who was still shocked just glared silently silently staring ahead. Seen a young motorcycle was being crushed on the asphalt.

"That's right to see! So don't be a big boy!!" hardik Maura, then immediately he came down from the car door.

"Sorry, are you okay?" maura asked stammeredly, she started crouching to align her body with the young man who was hit.

"Can you bring a car? Junior High was told to bring a car!" The direction of Gifali's eyes continued to look at Ammar who was still glued to his wheel. This boy is not coming down yet, he is afraid.

Maura turned towards Ammar with a sharp delicacy. "DOWN!" Amar just shook his head and gave an apology from his hand.

"I'm sorry, my brother didn't mean it! Let me see which one hurts?"

In his reflex Maura held Gifali's calf which had a torn wound there. Suddenly this made Gifali stunned. Not because his calf was touched by the woman, but he gasped when he saw the bracelet that had been coiled in Maura's hand.

"This?" he boldly touched the bracelet. He also took off his fullface helmet to look at Maura's face more clearly.

Blass

Both their eyes were also touching each other. There was a fresh breeze blowing making their meeting cool. Perhaps a longing for the twelve years that both feel.

But unfortunately even though they still remember the name of the person who was missed. Gifali and Maura are unable to remember and recognize each other's faces.

Their meeting at the age of children was so short, all they had in their minds was the face of a child who was shadowed in memory.

Maura quickly pulled her hand away when Gifali wanted to touch the bracelet back.

"Don't fuck around!" jutting Maura doesn't like it. He also issued two red money to Gifali. "Take this, think of it as the cost of your wound treatment. Sorry, I can't take you to the hospital. Again sorry---"

Gifali was still daydreaming about the face of Maura, he was still silent and remembered what was with the bracelet. He suddenly forgot.

Then

Suddenly his eyes widened, his memory returned when Maura's car had gone and left him still on the asphalt.

He woke up from the daydream like there was an electric shock that immediately stung the contents of his brain, his two eyes long closed.

Then

Wide-open.

"Maura?" his sigh.

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