MENTALLY

WELCOME HOME

Almira was glued to look at every inch of the house building that had been abandoned for several months. Nothing much changed, it was still quiet. During the trip, he did not talk much with Radit. The long journey let the sister concentrate on driving safety, anyways worry about arguing as well. Now, Almira doesn't have the courage to go in. The shadow he was depressed in the room passed in succession, until his knees could not hold his body. He even closed his eyes, remembering how to control the emotions he got when he was treated with doctor Ibram. Breathe in, throw out slowly, and make sure everything will be fine.

"Let's go in, Ma'am. This house is still the same as before," Radit's voice intonation is softer and sounds sincere to ask Almira to come home. "Fearful?"

Almira turned to her sister and soon nodded as well, Radit smiled understandably. The young man immediately clasped the brother's hand, giving the power that the older brother must be able to erase the bad memories in this house. "We're the Mama's family, always protecting Mama. Bury away the bitter memories of three months ago!" radit's advice is so mature in favor of Almira stabilizing emotions.

Slowly, the steps of the brothers went to the main door. Almira's grasp tightened, and it felt cold. Several times it was heard that the girl was breathing heavily. Dadabya rumbled because anxiety came in many years. As soon as the door was opened, Almira took off Radit's grasp and spontaneously hid behind his sister's back.

"No one, Ma'am!" radit exclaimed instantly pulling Almira's hand to remain standing beside him.

"Lo's a great kid, Ma'am. Remove all your anxiety," said Radit a little firmly. Do not let his coercive actions result in mental deterioration of the brother again. Runyam later.

"Mama's not living here anymore" Radit ends up being honest with their current family circumstances. It is evident Almira's hand grip is very tight in Radit's jacket loosened. "He's out of this house."

Almira fell silent. Digesting the sentence that just came from the lips of the sister. "He gave up because of the chaos in this household because of mama's ambitious attitude."

Almira's tears trickled down, anxiety turned to guilt. Her mother came out of the house also due to her selfishness that never healed. "Click, I beg that we as children should be able to work together to improve the state of this family."

"Sir Allllllll!" bima shouted from the second floor, the teenager was excited to see his brother had arrived home. He didn't think Radit could bring their brother home. A miracle to celebrate. "I'm so happy Madam Al is home, kangeeeen!" Bima hugged her sister tightly. What a heart-wrenching sight. Three children who will grow up, strengthen each other when family conditions are on the edge of the horn.

Radit with all his might to hold the cry, the corner of his eye already holds water, if blinking once will slide. He must be strong, take on the role of the first boy, the protector of his older sister and his younger brother, although himself fragile, it is not yet time to dwell on such problems.

"Mbak Al need not be afraid, here live the three of us. Mom and Dad have their own lives. We are free, but still be good children anyway," Bima said by pulling Almira's hand to go up to her room. Almira's heart was a little relieved, because from the recognition of Bima and Radit, mama and papa were not at home.

"The three of us are funny, Ma'am, a lot of money but do not have a whole family," said Bima with his own voice.

"Papa and mama said they want to break first to be a couple, they are selfish. No heart, no heart, never mind the feelings of the three of us."

Almira added to the shock of hearing the final decision from his father and mother, it never occurred to them that they gave up too. "But don't worry, we're brothers, we can't imitate our parents' selfishness. The three of us gathered together, will prove to mom and dad that we can also foster the love of our fellow families, but if the money problem is not pa-pa yes we still ask them!"

Almira smiled slightly, then grabbed onto her sister's shoulders and raised her head straight towards her room, putting away the fear, her hands pushed gently into her private room, "Yes we can, yes we can, you can love each other even though mom and dad don't care anymore. Go out, Ma'am!"

"Always!" replied Bima steady.