HALF-WING

Homehouse. A home?

After Hana returned from the Hospital, Mr. Surya immediately parked his old car, and immediately continued his work that had been delayed. While Hana went straight to her room to get some rest.

Hana lay down her body in her beloved bed, with her back, she enjoyed the pain that controlled Hana's left hand, as much as she could bear the pain even though she really wanted to scream.

Hana fell asleep with tears drying at her temple.

At 11:00 Hana woke up from sleep, sweeping a glance around her not-so-broad room. It contained only the bed he was sitting on, his grandfather's old cupboard, and a small table used to store Hana's small belongings. Nothing special.

The atmosphere at home was very quiet, there was only him at that time, his father and mother went to work, while Hana's younger brother named Indra was in school. Indra is Hana's only sister who is currently sitting in the second grade Junior High School, only two years adrift with Hana.

Hana got out of her bed, walking towards the window of her room facing towards the side of the house. He did not know what to do, for a long time he daydreamed while looking outwards.

"Han, how come you're home again?"

Indra's voice from across the door resuscitated Hana from her daydream. Indra asked that because only five days ago Hana came home on vacation.

Hana turned, "look at my hand."

"Why your hand? Time-struck?"

"About!"

"It hurts?"

"It hurts, it." Hana cried, "take dong, Ndra. I'm really laper."

"Take it yourself. Got legs, right? I'm busy, I'm gonna pull it out." Indra ran towards her room which was right next to Hana's room.

"Well, second-rate Junior High is busy trying to do something?" Hana was upset, then walked alone towards the dining table.

Arriving at the dinner table, Hana opens the saji hood and finds the chicken claw soup in a large bowl. He smiled, apparently Bu Tiwi never forgot his favorite food even though he very rarely cooked chicken claw soup.

Hana prepared her food, and began to feed it to her mouth until she finished a full plate.

***

That night Hana, Indra, and Bu Tiwi were engrossed in watching television, they took over the remote to change the show they wanted to watch in turn, when the commercial passed by, they took over, Hana and Indra are racing to replace the channel with their respective favorite events.

"This time it's my turn!" Hana changed her channel with the teen series that was booming at the time. But unfortunately when Hana replaced it, he always got an ad, so inevitably Hana had to give up several times.

"Look, the ads! I watched the anime the most." Indra snatched the remote from Hana's hand.

"Not fair! There are no ads!"

On the other hand, Mr. Surya who just returned from work usually immediately cleaned himself, continued to eat dinner and relax enjoying his cigarettes, then joined in the television room when he wanted to.

There is no agenda for dinner together in the Hana family, except at certain times only, or if they really took the time.

"Mom, Mommy!" Call Mr. Surya to Ms. Tiwi, Ms. Hana.

Hana's mother moved from her seat to the dining table where Hana's father called.

"Why the hell, Dad, have to scream? Shame on the neighbor!"

"How screaming? Just a regular dad, I'm the one who likes to overdo it! Besides who would bother to interfere in people's kitchen affairs?"

"Excess what? You can call me soft voice, no need to be loud, I'm not deaf!"

"Who said deaf mother is that? None! Some people just come home from work tired, instead of being treated, even making a fuss. Are you ashamed of your children?"

Hana's mother fell silent.

"You don't want to layanin Daddy is also okay, say it, Daddy can be alone if it's just a matter of eating. The important thing is to understand the situation if someone is tired of coming home from work, can it not?" Continue Hana's father with a higher tone.

"The rich thing is magnified! Everyone is tired too!"

Brakk!

Hana's father stomped a large bowl of vegetable soup on the table that only left the sauce and a few pieces of carrots. Looks like the cause of Hana's father being offended started from that.

Hearing her parents' quarrel, Indra turned from the television room to her room with a listless face without a word. As if he had gotten used to it.

But unlike Hana, he felt very foreign to this situation, he was afraid, confused, and anxious to mix into one. Slowly he followed where his brother was going.

Long Hana stood with her hands still attached to the doorknob.

'but Indra doesn't have a story companion.' The thought suddenly rippled in Hana's mind.

Well, Hana didn't want to let her sister feel alone. Hana's hand automatically opened the door, apparently unlocked.

Indra was sitting on the edge of the bed with her body bent and let her tears fall without a fight.

Hana closed the door as slow as possible so as not to disturb Indra. Step by step approached Indra, then sat right beside Indra. With hesitation, Hana rubbed Indra's back.

Hana felt very awkward, she never acted this warmly on Indra, because since childhood almost every time they spent fighting, plus Hana was not good at showing her feelings.

They had been in that situation for a long time without a word.

After her crying subsided, Indra raised her face, rubbing her wet cheeks. Trying to forget the things that made him sad.

Hana rubbed the remaining tears on Indra's cheek. A second later Indra turned towards Hana with her lips trembling again. The soul of the little boy in Indra suddenly appeared, hugged Hana tightly and cried out.

Hana who felt used as the pedestal of her sister tried her hardest to toughen up, even though the clear lips from her eyes also dripped.

"It's okay, Ndra. You're not alone, there's still me."

"Every day they do, Han. I can't stand it."

"Don't hate them huh, Ndra. Maybe they don't want that either."

"Gue is confused, Han. I'm afraid, I'm hurt, I want to be angry, but I don't know who to be angry with."

"It's okay. It's okay." The sentence Hana said repeatedly until it sounded like a tranquilizing spell for Indra.

Tiredlessly Hana continued to rub Indra's back, calming her down in a hug. It turns out that Indra is still very crybaby, just like Indra before entering Junior High School.

Indra took off her embrace on Hana, no more tears lodged in Indra's eyes. He looked at Hana's hand wrapped in bandages and carried using an arm sling with full appreciation.

Hana realized this, somewhat removed Hana's left hand from Indra's view.

"Don't be a pity, I'm okay."

"Gue just dodged." Indra denies.

Indra who was tired of her crying immediately went up to the bed, and hid behind the warm blanket.

Hana was relieved, her burden was like a reduced one. Now he has to face his own emotions that he has been quieting since. Feeling Indra no longer need it, Hana went from Indra's room to her own room.

Hana cried with a stifled voice leaving a trace of irregular breathing. He didn't know what to do, he never imagined something like this would happen to him.

For a long time Hana cried until she was tired and fell asleep by herself.

***

The next morning, Saturday. Only Hana is off from her work. Mom and Indra went to school, while Dad had left early in the morning to catch up on the deposit.

"Han, I'm leaving first." From outside the door, Indra said goodbye to Hana who was still asleep, which previously Indra had never done.

"Where's brother? Let's go make breakfast, he has to take medicine too, right?" Bu Tiwi's voice followed Indra in her room.

"Don't Mom, pity her hand still hurts. Indra also brought breakfast. Let's wake up by myself. Let's go, afraid it'll be late."

Bu Tiwi agreed to her son's request, it's not wrong if Indra said he was afraid of being late, because time did show that they had to hurry away.

Bu Tiwi took the time to enter Hana's room just to check on Hana, then kissed her sleeping daughter's head, before finally Bu Tiwi and indra left.

Hana heard the conversation earlier, but she pretended to be asleep after hearing Indra's words. He did not expect if secretly his sister was very attentive to him.

At first he was worried if he had to go out to meet people with very swollen eyes, Hana did not know what to reason, he just did not want to make the atmosphere become more awkward.

After the house was empty, Hana woke up.

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