My Brother's Friend

Prologues

My name is Aulia Permata, I am still in High School class 2nd semester. The people around me say that I am beautiful and diligent, but in reality I am ordinary.

Maybe I am beautiful because I am a woman. And if it is said to be diligent maybe it is not true, because until now I still continue to rely on my Brother to do everything, including waking me up and also making food for me every day.

My sister is Reza Anugrah, a man who became a brother and concurrently as a parent. Because ever since my parents died 5 years ago, he never took his eyes off me. He loves me so much, everything I say he will fulfill at all costs.

The tall, white-eyed man became my pillar of support as I began to feel restlessness and gloom.

To him I am not only a sister or a family, I am the most precious treasure for him and because of that Bang Reza, (usually I call him that) is very possessive of me.

We lived alone in a small old blue house with a small flower garden in front of the house. This house is a relic from the late parents and at the same time became the only treasure we have today.

Bang Reza now works part-time at a restaurant, he does it all because he wants to meet all my needs as well as his own. He used to go to work after returning from the campus where he studied.

Actually I feel sorry for Bang Reza, I also want to help her and do not want to continue to depend on her. But, because unfortunately for me more than his own affection, he never once allowed me to go to work part-time like what he did.

He said that I just have to study and learn so that later I can make him proud and not have to think about working. I'm a little upset actually, I also want to enjoy High School like my other friends.

They can go outside, work part-time, spend weekends together and much more. But me, I just sat sweetly at home, staring at the computer screen and constantly struggling with letters and numbers.

"Good morning, Bang" I pulled up the dining room chair and immediately sat down in front of the fried rice that was already available on the table. I who was preparing to go to school, put on my uniform and straightened my short hair, immediately devoured it with a slightly fast rhythm.

The dining room that is directly connected to the kitchen looks very outdated because the wall paint has not been replaced for the last 5 years. Chairs and tables made of carved teak wood still look sturdy despite its age is older than Bang Reza.

All the kitchen utensils, which also looked old and dull, became a silent witness to how happy my family was, before fate said something else and left us alone.

"Slow down, choking later" Bang Reza, who this morning was wearing a red checkered shirt and dressed in a pair of clothes, approached me with a glass of water and placed it next to my plate, and Bang Reza sat down sana.

I didn't answer, I still enjoyed a simple breakfast that was getting more delicious. Fried rice with a ceplok egg on it, can always block my stomach that is always hungry do not know at that time.

"Bang Reza doesn't eat?" ask after you finish eating and drinking.

"Had eaten already" he answered lethargic, his face looked so tired and also a little thin, unlike when Father and Mother were still around. I greeted him for a moment and then rubbed his face

"I'm sorry, Bang. I've been weighing on you all this time" My eyes have been red and hot. Bang Reza then clasped my hand tightly and exhaled his coarse breath.

"Aulia, now you are the responsibility of Brother. Brother never felt burdened or anything like that, Brother loves you and will keep trying to realize all your dreams!" obviously then

"Don't talk like that, Brother doesn't like it" he then stood up and avoided my eyes, I knew he was actually no longer able to hold back his tears, but because he is a man, try to be strong and not cry.

"Come, you'll be late" Bang Reza's voice surprised me who was still at war with the past that now dominated my heart and mind. Then I woke up and walked over to Bang Reza.

After locking the door, I then put it in my bag, this I often do because Bang Reza and I both have one key. That's all we did because when Bang Reza came home from work he didn't have to wake me up who might have fallen asleep.

I then received the helmet that had been given by Bang Reza, I paired it and immediately climbed on the motorcycle of the late Father. Motorcycle who became a loyal friend when Dad went to work.

I held on tightly to Bang Reza's stomach and then Bang Reza immediately took the bike to the place where I went to school before she finally left campus and came back to pick me up when I came home.

"Later don't wander around, wait for Brother to come and don't go home with just anyone" he said uninterruptedly as I opened the helmet that protected my head. I've been very familiar with his words, every morning he always said. But I understand, that's all he did because he loved me so much.

"Yes, dear Brother Reza Anugrah. Your beautiful little sister is going to do it all" she just smiled and I then kissed the back of her hand. He then turned the motor he was riding and immediately drove to campus.

I then walked into the classroom at the very end. I was still silent while continuing to walk down the road to the left right had many students who sat while chatting with other friends.

Some of them greeted me and I returned their greetings. I myself until now do not have close friends like others. It was all because Bang Reza never allowed me to be friends with anyone.

Yes, even though sometimes I was still stubborn and trying to make friends with someone, in the end Bang Reza himself would intervene and meet anyone who was friends with me and ask him to stay away from me.

It sucks no, but gradually I get used to it and can handle everything myself.

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