I Choose You!
#125 Third Bird
For a long time, I didn't see anymore. For a long time, I forgot what I had seen.
That was a long time ago. If I'm not mistaken, I'm only five years old. Naturally I can forget where Riza went. Eat, sleep, play, everything's fine. Like nothing happened at all.
But mother....
“Honey,” mom close to me, “What's the first, baby?”
“It's okay.”
I just shut up. Fold the paper. Mom didn't say anything either. He just looks scared.
I can't remember how long it took. It feels like a long time. Everyone can't be happy. Mom is always sad, dad is always angry.
Uncle and aunt never came here again. They want to move far away. Far away, the longer it is not visible.
I forgot, but my mother looked scared.
I don't understand, don't see anything going on. All of a sudden, I was taken to the hospital. Everyone is not happy.
She said Aunt Nisa's gone...
Uncle screamed when he hurt a lot. They say uncle same aunt accident. And then, they said, Aunt Nisa's got...
Everything confused me.
People don't know why they're so happy all of a sudden. They are still happy even though Aunt Nisa is also not there.
Mother was always sad at first, but she was always happy with the baby.
I get why.
Because of that brother's sister Riza's sister.
“Funny right?”
“Iya...”.
Don't know. What makes you happy to see?
Oh.
“Bu, his sister wake up!”
He's like a caterpillar. Mother said the baby was usually crying. But he's not crying either. His eyes are like Riza's.
Well-favoured.
“Smart son,” mommy love him bottle milk.
He, sister Riza. His sister Riza.
That's why I have to follow Riza's promise, right? Rasyi is also my sister. Then I must take care of Rasyi.
I think I'm the same as Riza. I play, shower, eat together. He wakes up and I play. If he sleeps, I take care of him. Rasyi should be pleased.
His sister Riza, also my sister.
“Rasyi!”
He must be happy with my marakas, right?
“Aa da eunda! Ta tattata emdata, taa!”
“What?” I don't get it.
Her head was so tight, “Tta ta ta tta!!”
“Do not fight~” mom always laughs.
“Rasyi first!”
“Your chest!!”
She doesn't like it?
“Ndamm! Ndattaa!!!”
Rasyi. I tried to be Riza's sister. I've been hard here all the time. Make happy Rasyi. Same thing for Rasyi. Kayak brother Riza.
Try calling again, “Rasyi! Look!”
This one he must like. Brother Riza once taught me to do this. When I give you a look, Riza's sister likes it too.
Aaa!
“Do not!”
My toy was eaten by Rasyi!
“Don't swallow ya~” mommy love handkerchief to mouth Rasyi, “Kak Fares make again is okay right?”
Though I tried.
Rasyi must not like me, because I am not his true brother. He's just Riza's sister. Not my sister.
I call again, “Rasyi don't love me huh?”
He saw me.
“The evil Rasyi continues with me.”
Mother even laughs, “Not so, dear~ Indeed it seems Rasyi does not like, but actually biting something is indeed the way baby sister says she likes.”
My hair is ruffled again with my mother.
But Rasyi kept quiet. If it were true, Rasyi would laugh. Or smile.
“Nda!” Rasyi smile!
Rasyi loves me! Rasyi loves me! I'm his brother! Aye! I'm brother!
It's not a big thing, but I can remember it clearly. My sister who hasn't been this year. He seems to agree that I am his brother. How boyish. I feel ashamed that I remember it again.
“Rasyi~”
“Aa Ayyeeis!”
I'm Rasyi's brother. So if I sit down, he's gotta walk up to me. Then he must have hugged me. Everyone laughed.
When I look at his face, he'll see me like he likes me. Loves his own brother.
“Achi time aa o~”
What did he say? Oho! “Rasyi kangen sister huh?”
“Ya!”
I miss his sister too.
“Fares~”
THE CZECH!
Just like the one in the photo taken by Aunt Ira. We're sister's sister.
“Rasyi~” I love her basket, “This gift for Rasyi~”
Mom also likes, “This bunny~”
“Rasyi scared ya?” auntie's just jealous!
Rasyi, really scared? He should like whatever I love.
Rasyi's hands can hug the rabbit. I just took one. Give him a hug.
“The details don't bite. Rasyi would have liked.”
Sister Riza has told me to make an appointment to take care of her sister. Tell me that Rasyi is my brother too. So I have to make him happy. I have to take care of Rasyi.
Like those three birds.
I'm her brother.
I'm Rasyi's brother.
Rasyi is my sister.
If Rasyi doesn't like it, I⏤
Rasyi kiss my forehead!!
“Achi vinegar!”
Rasyi my sister so I can smile.
Bizarrely. That time felt different. But I still have to be a good brother, right?
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“Haaa!” Rasyi was crying so hard.
“Sorry, Rizki. I can't ban it,” mom so panic.
Uncle Rizki sat down, “He is stubborn indeed.”
Fortunately, the garden chair was empty. So uncle could have rasyi's arm. Today the amusement park is full. Can be pushed every time the road.
But more importantly, Rasyi is still afraid of the new rides. Stories about spiders. Rasyi is afraid of spiders. If only I had blocked it harder. Wanna how? I can't say no to Rasyi.
My fault too. Next time I have to distinguish which one is good for Rasyi which one is not. He doesn't understand anything. She's still six years old.
Have to apologize first, keep asking.
Oh yea.
“Sorry Rasyi,” I'm close to his face, “Soak buy crepe deh. Want no?”
Crying done, “Brown?”
“Rasyi's teeth are still sick, what good”? “Where if mixed with fruit?”
“Bisang?”
Very amusing. Can't help but laugh, “Bby~”
Aa. She wants to be carried?
After I give her a hand, she must have asked me directly. Not for long, he will be angry again.
Uncle Rizki agrees to accompany. Lots of people, so it has to be guarded. I could have been alone. Just across, it's easy to get there.
What matters is that we are. I have the message that Rasyi wants. Mom's dad also said two more messages. Oh yeah, drinks too. Uncle Rizki can buy it there.
One crepe is done. Rasyi seems to like. No papa if he holds it himself.
“Slow down, still hot,” I'll give you first.
His hands are so small. Such a big crepe should be taken a little. He knows how to blow before he eats. Now it's no papa.
Oh, two other crepe. Big one. My hands are full. I can take it slowly to mom's dad.
“Rasyi can walk alone right?” I can have Rasyi come with me behind me, “Don't be far from big brother huh?”
“Iya~” smart sister.
The road is so noisy. Many people. But I walked slowly. Rasyi could have followed me from behind⏤
Rasy? Where is rasyi?
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^^^Biar knows. Actually I made this part using Rasyi's POV. If you want to read (happy really~) can go directly to Putri Sang Duda chapter #1, #5, #9, and #20 ~~^^^
