Longing Curtain

Episode 30's

"We've painted taste even if it's all just a joke"

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I looked at the minimalist house. The light blue painted wall looks beautiful when viewed. The spacious yard that is overgrown with plants makes it cool when the eyes look. Following Hamzah's steps from behind towards the magnificent mansion.

"Assalamualaikum "

Walk slowly through the front door of Hamzah's house. The middle-aged woman and a small child sweetly sat on a luxurious sofa. I am still amazed by the contents of the house that so amaze the eyes. Classic ornaments have hung on the sides of the room and antiques have been neatly arranged on the front shelf of the television. I just stared in awe at the contents of this house, the first time I entered my best friend's house.

"Sweet sister!"

The voice of the call shifted my eyes. Immediately I crouched my body in alignment with her.

"Beautiful sister, Ara kangen" Ara immediately hugged me tightly.

"Sister also misses Ara "I return Ara's embrace occasionally pinching her cheeks fat.

"Sister hasn't exactly promised me to buy Ara ice cream, Ara's craving!" Ara released a hug folding her hands on her chest and pursed her lips.

"Yaudah later brother buyin ice cream, but Ara do not sulk again ya, promise." I raised my little finger while looking at him.

"Promise?"

"Huum"

Ara hugged me tightly again until it almost made me breathless. Like a brother who has been separated for a long time.

"This is who's your candidate, Zah?"

I turned to look at the middle-aged woman standing in front of me.

"Prospective what the hell ma "Hamzah grumbled. I got up from my seat and stood facing the woman.

"Zahra knows this is my mama "

I immediately grabbed her hand and kissed in reverence while smiling at her.

"Zahra aunty,"he said.

"You're not the one who came to the diner, are you?" I looked at every inch of his face like he was no stranger to it.

"Yes, aunt Desi right?" my many.

"Yes, God did not think we could meet ya "Aunty Desi hugged me tightly. "Here sit" he said. I just followed the instructions and laid myself down on the sofa.

"Thank you aunt," I said.

"How come you guys can see him?" Aunt Desi looked at me in turn.

"It just so happens that we have one college aunt instead of one class" I said.

"Hamzah was taught that diners do not want to even now meet Zahra. A mate may be yes "Aunty Desi is just a whimper.

"Sister Ara can be there not "I turned to look at Ara who came down from the sofa and pointed at me.

"Could be here "

I reached out my hand back to Ara's hand. Immediately I grabbed it and put it on my lap. She hugged me tightly every now and then I pinched her chubby cheeks.

"Sick sister tau "Ara releases the hug and advances the lips.

"Sorry brother yes, Abisnya Ara gemesin," I said.

Ara hugged me back, feeling comfortable when she was nearby. Regardless of the strange gaze of his mother Hamzah.

"Hamzah's dream ghost "

I looked up at Aunt Desi with a smile. Me meaning?

"What ghost is ma?" Hamzah just rolled a lazy eyeball.

"Liat Ara is already comfortable with Zahra, already officially deh "

I looked at him seriously, people have nothing what to do?

"People have nothing to do. What to do?" Hamzah.

"Is it made to have something to do with it?" Aunty Desi stared at Hamzah.

"We're just a aunt," I said.

"Once the same aunt also used to be the friend of Zahra "I just smile.

"You want to be aunt's ex?"

I just smiled at Aunt Desi's words. Smile in the sense of confusion is not asserting the words of aunt Desi.

"No, Zahra, a smile means to be willing. You're the one who is less sensitive, Zah "Aunty Desi looked at Hamzah.

"Less sensitive how the hell ma?"

"Lessensitized same situation rich papa"

"Well, how come papa?"

"Your nature is equally poor, selfish about feelings"

They just kept arguing, and I was just responding to Ara's babble. Every now and then he pinched my cheek hard making him grimace. I tickled that tiny body nonstop for daring to pinch my cheek.

"Sorry brother, Ara can't stand it" Ara waved a surrender sign but I continued my actions.

"Somehow you pinched my cheek" I said.

"Abisnya cheeks sister chewy kayak jelly. Want to eat cheek brother deh taste" Ara smiled giggling.

"If Ara eats sister's cheek, sister has no cheek again dong" said I.

"Let's be filled again"

"What cake?" my many.

"Pake balloon, huhah "

Ara was laughing even harder in my lap. The furious me continued to tickle his body incessantly. He had waved a sign of surrender, but I even more tickled him

It feels like the world belongs to both unceasingly me and Ara tickle each other. No matter aunt Desi and Hamzah who are still in place.

"Mama, could not brother Zahra so his brother Ara, brother Hamzah in a banishment ma," said Ara.

"Agree," aunt Desi replied.

"How is this? Later if the brother is thrown away can be a true story dong ' A child is thrown away because his sister asked for a new brother' is not funny "Hamzah pinched lips, so suddenly I laughed at his expression.

"Let's bad brother! Ara people want to meet beautiful sister really, never followed "Ara sing her lips.

"That's right now big brother "Hamzah looks at Ara annoyed.

"Oh, so that's what you mean beautiful sister, Ra. Pantesan every day just tell me about the beautiful sister, kirain who" Aunt Desi looked at me.

"And you're here, what do you want?"

"Ice cream"

"Yaudah we bought ice cream but the permission used to be the same mama "Ara bagkit from my lap and headed towards her mother.

"Mama, Ara's gonna buy ice cream?"

"Yes dear" Aunt Desi rubbed her long hair.

"Well, too, Hamzah?"

"Why bring a brother?" Hamzah frowned.

"Later if there is anything, brother Hamzah can protect"

Finally Hamzah can only surrender to obey the will of his only brother. The three of us said goodbye to Aunt Desi and walked away from home.

The car left the yard of the house splitting the road into the garden that Ara wanted. Since then Ara has continued to chatter a lot about her brother's habits. I listened carefully to Hamzah who denied his sister's words.

"May not if brother Zahra I call mom and brother Hamzah I call papa "I'm a little surprised at Ara's request.

"Don't be weird Ara is at home already have a mother with papa "Hamzah chimed in.

"But Ara wants to have two mama and two papa sisters" whined Ara.

"Can't!" Sergeh Hamzah fast.

"Bad brother! Helga ... Ara sebel same sister!"

Ara's cry tightened inviting strange gazes from the passing driver. I rubbed his back to code Hamzah to say ucapa Ara.

"Oke-okay can be "

"Yey! Thank you mama Zahra" Ara hugged me tightly.

"Papa not in the sage "Hamzah began to glare mischievously calling himself papa.

"Thank you papa "Ara hugs from the side.

Along the way Ara continued to cheer cheer can call me by the name of mama and vice versa. I just smiled knotingly looking at Ara who was very active, though sometimes a prank.

"We have to pretend to be both parents Ara deh" whispered Hamzah.

Suddenly I pinched his arm hard making him grimace. I laughed off seeing Hamzah's expression after I pinched.

"Cie .. Papa and mama pinches, Ara also wants "

Immediately Ara also pinched Hamzah's arm no less loudly following what I just did.

"Ara, how naughty is that?!" Hamzah.

"Well, can't Ara time?"

"Ara don't be naughty later papa kiss loh "Hamzah put one eyebrow to look at Ara.

"Ara doesn't want to, papa kiss me mama "

Instantly I turned my head inexhaustibly with the thought of this little boy in my lap. Hamzah looked at me while shaking his head as well as me.

"Come on papa kiss mama "

Ara continued to whine Hamzah only focused on the road without listening to his sister's speech.

"Don't you know how to kiss? Yaudah Ara practicein ya, papa see "

Ara immediately brought her face closer to me kissing a glimpse of my right cheek.

"That's it. Now it's papa's turn, come on papa "

Ara tugging at Hamzah's shirt. Hamzah shook his head as if I didn't want to do what Ara told me to.

"We have until "Hamzah pulled the car over, fortunately not told that.

I held Ara from my lap and opened the car door as well as Hamzah. Walk hand in hand along the trail. Ara held my hand very tightly and then grabbed Hamzah's left hand. The three of us are like a happy family.

A smile could not be released Ara turned to look at me and looked at Hamzah. But Ara suddenly let go of the handle and stepped forward.

"Now papa's left hand is curled around mom's waist and papa's right hand holds me" deh "

I just stared at each other with Hamzah. Not doing what Ara asked.

"Ara knows where it's coming from" I said.

"From mom's with dad at home"

Gini is the result of making out in front of children.

"Come lakanin papa "Ara whining.

Hamzah immediately held Ara and ran towards the park bench. He also twisted the body simultaneously with Ara. I who saw the affection of the two of them was just amazed and immediately caught up with the two of them.

"Papa Ara dizzy, kasian mama tuh in living alone," said Ara.

"No papa kok Ara," I said half-nonsense.

Now I sit next to Ara in the middle and I am on the left side. Enjoy the beautiful fountain that continues to flow in front of the pool. Do not forget to keep smiling so that it shows a row of milk teeth. His behavior was strange as if it had been designed in such a way. I'm just shuddering how it'll be if it's really done. It is not yet legal to hold hands.

"Now mommy is the same papa hugging Ara "

I looked at Hamzah at a glance he nodded his head. Immediately I approached and hugged her tightly, but it felt like Ara had disappeared from our midst.

"Cie .. mama equal papa hug"

I immediately opened my eyes in shock as I had already hugged Hamzah. Spontaneously I immediately let go of the embrace and sat down as before, even though in my heart it felt embarrassed.

Ara stood in front while smiling mischievously. While I was just staring at the confused Hamzah, ashamed of the incident that just happened.

"I'm sorry, Ra. It didn't intentionally hurt you"

Hamzah's tone was somewhat weakened as he was probably nervous about the incident just now.

"I-iya" I said nervously. Ara was laughing.

"Bad nakal ya you"

Hamzah immediately grabbed Ara and tickled her body. The two of them laughed and tickled each other. I just smiled at the closeness of the two of them. When can I be like this?

I brushed off that thought, just graduated not yet the time to think of marriage?

"Well, it's young but it's a family"

The mothers in the garden just smiled at their affection. And I'm just nervous.

"Not buk, this is my sister" Hamzah spoke up.

"Ow kirain his son mas sama mbak" The mother of one child smiled.

"Not buk" I'm talking too.

"I'm aunty's son"

Suddenly Ara said such a word suddenly made the mother laugh. This particular experiment.

"His sister just said that he's your son, you guys didn't admit it?"

"Not the book, he's just kidding"

I just smiled awkwardly at the mothers who thought we were a family. But he is still young.

Ara approached me after being satisfied to play with Hamzah.

"Mama Ara wants ice cream" She tugged at my hand.

"Jude, let's go find it"

Ara immediately pulled my hand towards the ice cream maker who was in front of the garden. Enthusiastically he ran a little towards the iceman.

"Uncle buy ice cream three "

"Wait for the deck"

The ice creamer immediately gave the ice cream after Ara's request. Hamzah who was in the back came straight to us. Ara turned to look at Hamzah who was bored. "Which one do you want?" Ara looked at Hmzah.

"Just like Ara" Hamzah's breathing was slightly decapitated after Ara.

"Well, young already have children yes" I round my eyes, why the hell today all think we have a family?

"No sir, this is my brother. Our people are still students"

"Kirain is married" the iceman nodded slowly.

"Not yet sir. Why do we think we're married?"

"Color seems to be very harmonious, like it's been berlurga aja"

Hamzah nodded in understanding. After choosing ice cream and paying for it we sit back on the park bench. I just stared to the left while eating ice cream, as well as Hamzah who was staring to the right. It felt awkward to remember the scene of the hug earlier.

"Mama papa look here"

Hearing Ara's words without hesitation I turned as well as Hamzah. But there is a cold stick on the cheek immediately I touch it turns Ara ice cream that sticks to my cheek. A moment to look at Hamzah who also experienced the same thing, laughing loudly at his troubled face.

"Ara is naughty" yeah"

Hamzah again tickled Ara while I just rubbed the cheek affected by the ice cream.

"Udah pa, Ara tired let's go home"

We left the park and headed home. In my lap Ara remained silent without chattering like that. I caught a glimpse of him, lucky to sleep if he didn't tell me what else this is.

I looked ahead as well as Hamzah who was focused on driving. There was no talk at all there was only a blanketing silence.

"I'm sorry about the hug, I didn't mean it"

"Father, Ara is still a child"

"And about pretending to be his second parent Ara don't be taken to know for yourself Ara how" Hamzah looked at me

"Well, it's not papa, it's natural"

"But if it really isn't papa really"

I pinched Hamzah's arm making him grimace. Though my heart would jump to hear Hamzah's words.

Car pulled over in the yard. I immediately carried Ara out of the car following Hamzah from behind.

"You guys are home?"

"yes aunt, I think Ara's soy sauce"

I handed Ara over to her mother.

But not a second Ara woke up and even smiled at me. So he pretended to be asleep?

"Well, is she awake?"

"Ara is not sleeping ma"

"Then Ara lied to you, sister?"

Ara nodded slowly. I breathed a rough breath means he heard the conversation?

"So Ara, what's wrong?"

"So Ara played with her second mother. Continue to be mommy same papa hugs loh ma"

"Ara called my mommy's sister?" Aunt desi looked at me.

"Yes ma. Good idea Ara" Ara smiled faintly to her mother.

"Mama's son's daughter"

Aunt Desi rubbed her son's head the same. Lah instead of getting scolded even in saying pinter, how the hell?

"Judah if that's how big brother came home first Ara"

"Don't go home first brother, here's aja play with Ara"

Ara pulled out her mainstay style of puple eyes as well as the hands cupped to the chest.

"Yes, Ra. It's still daytime" I cradled aunty Desi's speech.

For the sake of obeying this one little boy I finally have to stay here longer. Ara invited me to play her doll in the room. Meningalkan mama and Hzah who are in the living room. Actually annoyed anyway asked to hug, kiss anything, fortunately still small if I have not abisin.