MENTALLY

HOT BREAKFAST

A 17-year-old man came down the stairs, approaching his parents who were ready to eat. Radit, Almira's sister, the face of his pillow is still visible, but that makes his parents increasingly look at his son still using a thin t-shirt and shorts even though the clock has shown at 6 more, "Not school?" ask Mr. Muhtar to glance at a glance and then focus back on the report in his email.

"Small, Pa!" radit answered briefly as if giving a lure of response to both parents. During this time he was not too restrained, unlike the brother who was required to be the best, but did not necessarily make Radit negligent about his duties as well as school children. He included diligent students, was rarely late and weekly reports from his homeroom class were also good. But this morning, what's wrong with her?

"You sick?" asked the mother while offering a cup of coffee to Mr. Muhtar.

"No, I'm just tired!" the answer is maybe, he even scoops fried rice, taking nuggets without caring about the curious look of the mother.

"I'm not going in either, Ma. I'm tired of school too!" sahut Bima, the younger brother who sat in the 8th grade and was ready to go to school.

"You don't have to follow Radit's brother, not good. School is for your future to be bright" advised the gentle mother.

"Lied times, Bim. The proof is Mbak Al entered a mental hospital," said Radit while chewing his fried rice. Sontak the papa put the cup a bit rough. His eyes looked at Radit sharply, not liking the words of the son. Moreover, it was still early in the morning, the spirit mood had just awakened.

"So, watch your talk!" mr. Muhtar's edict restrained his emotions, even his arm had been held mama hinted not to be extended.

"Radit is right, right? Mbak Almira so less student what try. From the small rank 1, the various fields race is also always the champion, enter medicine again but otw crazy." Cerocos youth who are still duduK in the final class of High School is without burden.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Muhtar directly slapped Radit, even the fried rice chew in his mouth just came out. Whatever Almira's condition is like that no one should call it crazy.

"Father!" my mother shouted with her husband's hand.

"So your words are Radit, as a brother you should not talk like that!" joked Mr. Muhtar is still emotional.

Radit only smiled cynically, while holding the tip of his lips that felt pain, "If mama curbs Mbak Al, if papa curbs me. Want two papa kids to go crazy."

"You," Mr. Muhtar's emotions are rising. His eyes glared at his son. Bima trembled and immediately evacuated mom to Pak Wiryo, the family driver to drive her to school. The situation full of anger is not good to see Bima.

"Papa, already, Pa. You Radit if you don't want to go to school, you don't have to talk weird."

"Radit speaks facts, Ma. Mama and Papa are too afraid to talk about the condition of Mbak Al. When Mbak Al was sick, did mom and dad ever wait for him all day?"

Both parents were silent, one mistake both revealed by his own son. Want to avoid the excuse of free work.

"Pa...Ma, doctor Ibram repeatedly explained that Mbak Al therapy will be successful if there is cooperation from all parties. It's your mom and dad's attention that she needs so much, you realize?"

Radit's breath was hunting restrained, this opportunity he was looking for. He should have been involved in the recovery of his brother.

"Mama and Papa listen to Radit. Please sit down, it's time for papa and mama to know the true state of Mbak Al."

"Mbak Al's been sick since High School, Ma!"

Sontak netra mama and papa widened, do not believe the reality this morning. "Radit did not understand at that time, because he considered Mbak Al was a lot of tasks. He often daydreamed and cried, Radit often caught him but every time Radit asked him he said no pa-pa, just no longer able to do the task alone. One suspicion in Radit's head. Although Radit is younger but Radit's sensitivity is high compared to papa's mama pekanya!"

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"Mama..," Radit focused on his mother, and he looked back at his son. "Be aware that Mbak Almira is sick because of my mother's selfishness."

"You don't worry!" netra mama suddenly dimmed, glanced at the husband and then hit Radit's arm, did not accept being accused like that.

"Continue!" tell the father who has been listening since. He wanted to know what his family had been like. What a smile and happiness their children just a temporary mask.

"Mama is selfish, mama always doctrines Mbak Al to be the best. Since childhood only Mbak Al enrolled tutoring, good lessons, swimming, piano as well, but Radit did not. Mama always let Radit play the ball as Radit likes until before Maghrib. When he was a child, Radit envious distinguished like that, but over time Radit was grateful Radit's life was free not supported like Mbak Al."

"Where is rich mama' that!" elak he, because according to mama Anggraini, he treated his three children with the same care pattern. Indeed, he is more relaxed in terms of playing for his two sons, but about the third lesson lessons can also, although not as much as Almira.

For example, Almira tutored all subjects, but Radit was only a few subjects that were considered difficult. Almira was printed as an all-rounder female to add value to her pluses, swimming and piano were studied as well. But Radit he was allowed to play ball with his peers.

"But that's the truth, right?" Radit made it clear without being evicted.

"Yes you and Almira are different, male and female. You are the second child while Almira is the first child, in terms of responsibility alone is different. The first child was created as the most powerful child, because it would be made a guinea pig by his parents."

Tega, a word that was thrown in Radit's heart at the attitude of the mother who considered Almira as a guinea pig. This is doctor's mother, right? how can the mind of a mother as well as a doctor as low as that, guinea pigs. Crazy, yes if his upbringing succeeds and his son becomes a great person otherwise, mental illness certainly, evidence approaching the real Almira himself.

"Crazy mom!" sahut Pak Muhtar while shaking his head, he also did not accept Almira said to be a guinea pig. "This mama is a doctor, who's got that niggling thought with your own biological child, your flesh and blood, Ma. If you forget Almira is your son."

"Pa...Dit, you don't know what my mom's attitude towards Almira is." Still don't want to

blamed, an Anggraini will not be defeated by anyone, what he wants must be in accordance with his wishes.

"What?" tanya Radit and papa bebaregan.

"Priyayi girl!"

"I want to make Almira a girl of men" said Mama with a smile full of intent.