JIGSAWS

90 CHAPTERS

Lya knows that his sister is very smart, especially so far Dirga often borrow Lya's books. Whether it was a storybook or a general knowledge book, Dirga often overslept with books nearby. I think Dirga is very similar to Bima, they are both smart and like to read. Unlike Lya, he was very lazy to read thankfully Lya had a smart brain and it was very helpful.

Not long after, Lya's car had stopped in Karta's yard. Lya got out and helped Dirga open the car door.

"Let's go in!" Take the Card to Lya and Dirga. They walked to the door and entered.

"Assynnya!"

"Vaalaikumsalam. It's coming, let's go in" said mama Alira approaching Lya and Dirga. "Who is this?" Asked Mama Alira to look at Dirga.

"This is Dirga aunt, Lya's sister. Dirga salim used to be with Aunt Alira," replied Lya. Dirga immediately shook Alira's mother's hand.

Mama Alira looks confused but still smiles to welcome Dirga. "That's pretty good!" Praise mama Alira.

Dirga smilingly got compliments for her. Mama Alira invites them to sit in the living room, while she goes to the kitchen to prepare a drink.

"Dirga is a orphanage that we often visit mah, Lya the same parents decided to adopt Dirga," explained Karta following her mother's steps.

Mama Alira just nodded in understanding. "Mama was a little confused earlier, but they were really nice. Where Dirga is handsome, mama so want to have a handsome child so," replied mama Alira.

"Karta was handsome, the most handsome in school. My mom has a card!" Cut Karta looked at Alira's mother annoyed.

Mama Alira laughed. "Yes yes, if so take a glass there."

Karta nodded. She helps Mama Alira bring drinking water for both her guests.

"Duh paket bothered everything, it's going to be delicious" Lya said to Karta. The man who was putting a tray on the table also rotated his eyes lazy.

Mama Alira joined in. "Tante asked Karta to pick you up here because she wanted to invite Lya to make a cake."

Lya cengo's. A cake? Cook the water, let alone make a cake. Lya only chuckled small but her eyes looked at Karta, the man she stared at also smirked in satisfaction. Of course Lya felt annoyed, Karta should have said first if she had brought him here to make a cake. I'm sure he'll be embarrassed by now.

Because Lya was just silent without answering the words of Alira's mother, Dirga who knew why was speaking. "Sister Lya can't cook aunty" said Dirga.

Mama Alira chuckles. "It's okay. That's why we learn now so that Lya knows and gets used to it," replied Mama Alira making Lya more depressed. "Yuk to the kitchen" Alira asked Lya.

Lya just smiled awkwardly, she stood up from her seat. Staring at Karta sharply indicates that she is hostile to the man. Instead of being afraid, Karta laughed mockingly. The irritated Lya immediately left the living room and followed Mama Alira into the kitchen.

Mama Alira has prepared various ingredients to make cakes. Lya just silently stared at Alira's busy mama herself.

"Because I love brownies, we're now making brownies. How's it?" Ask mama Alira.

Lya nodded in agreement. "Just follow me aunty." His voice sounded desperate.

Mama Alira laughed and shook her head. "You weren't told to go to war, just make a cake. How come lemes is that? The spirit of dong," said mama Alira.

"If told to choose ten thugs or told to make a cake. Lya will choose mukulin many thugs aunty, Lya had a bad experience in the kitchen. Lya had almost burned the kitchen of Mother Intan, if Lya to repeat here how?" Obviously it's frustrating.

Mama Alira smiled at Lya. I admit that Alira's mother is very beautiful, Alira's smile feels soothing. "Learning darling. You can't always count on someone else, especially if you're a girl. It is mandatory for you to understand the various affairs in the kitchen," explained mama Alira gently.

A heavy sigh escaped from Lya's mouth. "If Lya is wrong do not omelin ya tente," said Lya finally.

Mama Alira chuckled then shook her head quickly. Karta who heard Lya and Mama Alira's conversation laughed. Totally not out of thought with her friend's sister, Lya's appearance is not tomboyish like most girls with other male personalities. Lya is quite good in terms of make up and clothing, it's just that the girl is too comfortable with simple clothes and colors that are not bright.

"It's sweet sugar, I asked Lya to enter the flour" said Mama Alira.

Lya surprised. "What time?" He poked the white thing and licked it. "Eh yes sugar turns out," said Lya when feeling sweet on her tongue.

Mama Alira shook her head in wonder. Although both white but the texture of the two objects is very different. She was completely blind to the kitchen.

"Look at that young lady, very primitive!" Dirga's chirps looked at Lya flatly.

Karta desperately held back her laughter. If Lya heard Dirga's words, she had made sure that Lya would shout out in protest and babble Dirga.

He was busy with his work again. It was frustrating because he didn't know anything. Mama Alira is quite helpful, but still confusing for Lya.

After taking a lot of time, Lya finally finished helping Mama Alira. He cleaned up all the used equipment he was wearing and immediately joined Karta and Dirga.

Seeing Lya who was leaning her head on the back of the sofa with sweat flooding her forehead made Karta laugh again. "Why lo?" Ask Karta.

"War's over!" Lya answered closing her eyes.

Dirga who was busy with lego toys belonging to Karta turned towards Lya. He got up from his seat and took out a piece of tissue and wiped off Lya's sweat. Karta watched Dirga's movements in silence.

"His hand hurts?" Ask Dirga.

Lya shook her head with her eyes still closed, Dirga's small hand moved massaging Lya's arm. "If anyone says that, Dirga doesn't want to kayak sister last night again," said Dirga made Lya open her eyes.

"It doesn't hurt" Lya replied. "Silver tired, dizzy too. You know it's the first time you've cooked, your brother's smart brain is craving."

"Every night?" Beo Karta's. "Why all night?" Ask Karta.

"Why not," replied Lya.

Dirga looked towards Karta. "If night Lya's sister likes pain. Especially if his hands are out of work."

Karta fell silent, she thought Lya was fine. "Often?" Ask Karta.

Lya shook. "No bang! Sometimes aja. It's a regular, symptom of my illness."

"Surely because you fought last night. This is what I'm afraid of if you fight again" said Karta.

"Gue really is okay. While taking medication and checking with the doctor, I will be fine. Don't exaggerate!"

Karta grunts. "Not overdone, I'm worried. You're not a stranger to me. Yeah, you're my brother. Don't make me fail a second time." Answer Karta inhabits Lya.

"Don't get angry, Dirga doesn't like Lya's sister getting scolded."

Neither Lya nor Karta spoke anymore, they were silent with their own thoughts. Lya knew that Karta would be more protective of him after she knew that he was his sister Bima, especially because of his illness. Lya understood and felt happy to pay attention to Karta, let alone Dirga who really understand Lya. Almost every night Lya complained of pain but only Dirga accompanied her. Lya did not want her mommy and her papi to know to make Lya desperately persuade Dirga not to open the voice.

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