I Choose You!
#124 Brother and Sister
(BYUR!!)
(“There are falling!”)
(“Sink someone sinks, please!!”)
(“Fares!”)
(“Return first.”)
(“Fares, pa, Fares!!”)
(“Your father check first. Come here.”)
(“Fares!”)
(“Fares wake up!”)
(“FARES!”)
What the hell's going on?
(“Hei Fares~”)
Wh who?
(“Iya. Fares smart!”)
(“Sister for help to Fares. Can ya?”)
Who's clapping my head?
(“Fares here deh.”)
Yeah, I'm going there.
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.
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“Kakak, wait!”
Runs. This brother can be chased in a moment.
“Fares here deh.”
He gave her his hand. Up ahead, he could hold his hand.
“See no?”
The tree is so tall. But it can still be seen the nest of the bird. There are big ones, and three small ones. They sing so happy.
“That's his son?”
She smiles, “Iya. Kayak Fares with mom.”
“But Fares is only one.”
“Iya yes.”
Then why are we here? Riza is sad?
Oh I know what to say, “But but. Sister Riza could be the number two bird!”
His eyes are looking this way. And smile, “Iya yes. Means sister could be her brother Fares?” he patted my head.
“Kak Riza is indeed my sister!”
He laughed, “Iya. Sister Riza Fares.”
The sore is getting colder. I want to go home and have some hot tea. Definitely delicious. Riza would love it too.
“Means one more stay huh?” still see birds in trees?
But I'm going home.
“Kak Riza, let's go home!”
He smiles again, “Fares. Dehrended. Brother wants to tell Fares.”
“What story?”
“But promise first, don't tell anyone huh?”
Little finger. Oho! Riza's sister taught this before. This should be the answer, right?
Brother Riza's knee fell to the ground, “Kak pingin got sister.”
Aa?! “Small sister?!”
“Iya.”
“Tante same uncle have bought?!”
Brother Riza laughed, “Not yet.”
“Yah...”.
Standing again. Now my hand is taken off. His hands were like they were taking the sky. Looks happy.
“Everything we have to save, a lot of money so we can have a sister!”
Aye! “Come napung!”
She laughs. His hand is back in my hand. Brother Riza take me on a walk. I don't know where to go. Just follow.
“Fares want brother or sister?”
Huuu.. if women, later can not shower together. Father said, if you grow up later, you can not help bathing because of the mother.
“Male!” i'm yelling.
“If sister, want sister.”
“Why?”
“Hmm.. because said brother friend, sister can be invited to wear strange clothes. Don't understand anyway.”
So why? That's not fun at all.
“But if said big brother... big brother already has a younger brother~” he rubs my head, “Then it should have a younger sister dong~!”
Oho! Aye! “Iya!”
He, sitting in front of me again, “Sister asked Fares for help. Can ya?”
Sister Riza has never asked for help before!
“Iya! Can!”
“Later, if you already have a sister, Fares must take care of it too? Kayak sister Fares herself~”
I'm going to have a sister?!
“Iya! Hahaha!”
He laughed too.
We road. The wind is cold. It looks like it's gonna rain soon. The house is ahead.
She smiled as she brought tea on the kettle, “Iya for a moment. Sit down first?”
I so sit on the dining table chair, “Sama bread yes, ma'am!”
“Iya, darling.”
I already gave you a glass. The jar of biscuits has also been opened. Ye!
“Riza also want?”
“Mau dong,” kak Riza comes sitting on the side.
“I also want~”
Aunt Nisa disturb, “Tante can't!”
“Iiih~ Don't be dong~” aunt Nisa pinch really sick!
“Sick! There you go!”
“Fares,” mom even love aunty tea too? “Fares can't do that? If Fares has more, it should be split as well.”
“But I don't like aunt Nisa!”
He pinched my cheek again! “Tante why the hell until Fares doesn't like~?”
“Sick!”
Hit can't, yell can't. What does this aunt want? I could have finished my cheek if it was taken!
“Measuring him don't disturb constantly,” Oh. Uncle Rizki!
“Uncle! Teach more origami dong!”
“Honey, eat first it,” mom wipe my lips.
“But, later uncle comes home!”
“Can tomorrow-tomorrow~” aunt Nisa!
“Aa!” my hair is ruffled by Uncle Rizki as well.
Uncle Rizki smiled, “Sorry, sometime, hmm?”
My uncle always said that. Not not not not continue, then go home first. I can't origami. I'm always after the bad guys.
It will not be again!
“No want! Anyway now!”
“Fares,” mom close to here.
“This,” uncle love book, “Fares can learn use this.”
I know this book! Uncle ever saw. In the library at uncle's house! The book is exactly the same!
“Wah! Who's got an uncle?!”
“It did have uncle Rizki loh~” aunt Nisa seriously?!
“Duh, Rizki,” mom does not like, “No need so too. We can buy it ourselves.”
“It originally had Riza. Not used anymore either.”
“Waaa! Mother mother! Let's put this on! Come!” I got off the chair.
Mom grabbed my hand, “Slow-slow, baby.”
I just pull mom over to the toy table.
“Aduh, Fares, darling.”
Oho! “Dad!” run me, “Come for origami!”
Look at my new book, dad!
“Don't now yes. Dad still much work,” dad so again, “Rizki, we need to talk.”
That ever happened?
Once before. Don't remember at all. It could be just a dream. It could also be a memory, but one that is not clear.
Oh, that's a memory, huh? If true, it must have been a long time ago.
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“Kak Riza don't move!!”
Brother Riza always claps my head, “Fares. Don't cry. I will not get a sister. Fares should be strong right?”
“But I'm Riza's sister. Don't move anywhere!! Waa!”
I really don't remember. There were a lot of boxes. The truck is full. He said Riza's sister was leaving. But I can't remember why.
“Uuu~”
Whoa! Aunt Nisa again! Always lift me up suddenly!
“Fares-ku the sweet~!” not removable! “Let aunty often to the house of Fares kok!”
“No want! Leasin!”
“Huu~ Fares is so evil same aunt~!”
“Hei Fares~”
I can finally get off, “Kak Riza~”
“Fares wants a sister, right? If so, you should be able to dong yourself. It can be, right?”
Yes anyway.., “Iya.”
Brother Riza clap my head again, “Iya. Smart fares!”
A tad. I remember just a little. Brother Riza, uncle and aunt. Just go away.
Not seen anymore. Months. Maybe I forgot that time because of the long time.
Mom and dad. Both are always noisy, don't know why. Once twice I could hear the names of Riza's sister, uncle and aunt.
By the time I remembered Riza again, I was already in front of the pile of earth.
People crying. Uncle Rizki too.
“Mother,” skirt mom I pull, “Kak Riza to where?”
Mom didn't say anything. Sitting beside me. Hugged. Crying like people.
That time, so remember. Much longer than this, there was once a crying crowd. Just like this. That's grandma's time next to my house, an accident. And said my mother, she went back to heaven.
“Kak Riza... go home?” I also cry, “Waaaa!!”
Crying too quickly. After that day, there was news, Aunt Nisa also left. And sister Riza's sister is in mom's hands.
