My soul mate Kades Young

Via ?

After hours, Tias was finally home alone. The guest just got home and all the chaos of the house forced him to work. This is how his fate, just recovered from illness. Uh, now instead have to clean the living room alone. Not that the guest guest who helped him clean up, it is true that the guest is rarely self-conscious.

Tias looked at the wall clock, seen clockwork showing five o'clock over forty-three minutes. Means it will be six o'clock in the afternoon and also before magrib. Tias took the plastic trash out of the house to collect it there before he set it on fire tomorrow morning.

When Tias finished breathing. " Thank God it's finally over, now maybe I take a shower first."

Tias went inside the house and closed the door because he was going to take a shower first. If it is not closed, he is afraid that there are idiots who enter because now Tias is alone in the house. Her grandmother is currently studying with other elderly people at the mosque and may stay there. Tias only found out about this a few days ago if every Friday night, the elderly in this village will stay and teach together until morning at the Mosque. Really, just hearing that Tias felt amazed by the elderly. They are old but can teach until the morning together, while he who is still young has never done it.

TOK ! TOK ! TOK !

Tias stopped his steps then turned to look at the door. His frown was puzzled at this moment because after the door was knocked he did not hear the greeting spoken at all from the person who knocked it. Or if you don't make a sound calling her or calling her grandmother.

TOK ! TOK ! TOK !

Well ! The door was knocked again from the outside but there was no human voice. Tias slowly walked over with her clasped hands holding back the tension at this moment. Honestly, he is actually not a brave person in mystical matters especially those related to horror. Plus now he is alone at home and even more scary later tonight is Friday night.

Tias peered out of the window and saw a girl wearing a white dress standing at the door. Then his gaze turned to the feet of the girl who was still treading on the floor. Only then did Tias sigh in relief with his eyes closed.

TOK ! TOK !

" A little while !" Tias switched to open the door. " Look for sia..."

Tias' eyes widened to see who the girl standing in front of him was right now. " Via ?"

Via smiled and waved his hand. " Hey."

Tias did not answer the greeting, he just silently looked at the figure of the girl who was his sister. Why is he here ?.

" Can I come in ?" ask Via.

Still not answering, Tias simply shifted his body to the side to give Via a way to get inside the house.

" Mr grandma's house is still good, right ? This is an old house." He looked around and sat on the sofa. Not forgetting the suitcase that Tias had just noticed.

Tias sat on the sofa opposite Via. He looked at a face similar to his mother's. Why didn't he get that face first, why did his sister get it ? his mind kept asking because of his sense of rhythm.

" What's the story, how's ?" since Tias had just been silent, Via decided to ask.

" Why did you come here ?" instead of answering Tia wrongly asked with a dislike face.

She smiled at the question. " Want to see grandma."

" That's why you shouldn't ask me again if I'm coming here brother." replied Tias.

Tias clenched his hand holding back furiously. " This is not papa's territory, and there is also no one who can defend you as well as your heart. So I hope you rethink if you just want to make trouble or cheap drama lo it."

Via was silent for a while before then laughing. His hands folded to the front of his chest and his body position turned into leaning. " Just as I thought, you're still naive. I guess after all these events you can change. It turns out the results are still the same."

" Lo mean ?!" Tias asked unhappily upon seeing her being laughed at by Via. What's so funny ? He is even talking seriously right now.

Via waved his hand. " Lupain only, free after all if I explain. Your naivety must be the dominant."

" I'm talking, seriously, Via." Because it's too furious, Tias presses every word. Even so, he still could not if he had to yell at the girl despite any anger he was.

Via looked at Tias with a mocking look. " Weak."

" Keep your words !" Tias involuntarily spoke in a high tone of voice. But then he closed his eyes restraining his emotions.

" Why ? Afraid of release ?" Via raised next to his eyebrows looked at Tias defiantly. " Or don't you dare because my face looks like my mom ?"

Tias did not reply with his gaze still sharpening holding back a growl. Via smiled slantedly at that, it was expected that Tias' weakness was his face.

Via clucked as he looked at Tias who was now in a simple appearance. " Sissy."

" Via."

" Even with a kayak face so you can still maintain the intonation of your voice. Why not just snatch me ? Or if you don't shout angry with me." said Via who really tested Tias' patience at this time.

Tias closed his eyes again and regulated his breathing so as not to let go. After that his eyes opened back with a twinkle that was already quite calm. " The room in this house is only two, on the left near the kitchen is my grandmother's room, and the right room near the middle room is my room. It's up to you to sleep where you sleep tonight because grandma's staying at the mosque."

After that Tias went to his room to clean up. Maybe at this time he will soak in cold water to relieve his emotions.

" Why ? Afraid of release ?"

" Or don't you dare because my face looks like my mom ?"

Tias clenched his hand remembering those two questions. Yes, why is he always weak every time dealing with Via who has a face like his maman ? Why does Tias still care all about his mom. Though the woman was never there for him, always ignored him, and never considered his existence. Can't he just throw all these feelings away and turn them into hate like he did for the old woman and Bram ?.

" I hate this feeling." he murmured.