
My name is Indira Putri. It seems like I am the second child of my mother and father, because I only have one brother who is more suitable to be called the arch-enemy named Andira Putra, and maybe I'm the youngest child too because I don't have a sister.
Know dong yah, if the youngest child must be famous for its potent nature, but I reject that assumption. If asked the reason, yes... only because do not want me anyway, anyway yes... indeed spoiled the same parents themselves? that's not a crime, is it? unless spoiled ama you.. hee. hee(his mother).
All my family has always been protective of me, because I was considered the most worrying, the most careless and the most dependent child. For those who read it sounds excessive, right?
Coming from a super rich family, has a luxurious house and many villas and a series of sophisticated cars latest output neatly parked in the garage. Wealth that will not run out is used by seven derivatives, has a household assistant that does not count and can almost do anything just by snapping a finger.
Eitsss wait a minute....
It's all just in the stories in the bestselling novels I've read. In fact, my family is just an ordinary family with ordinary facilities as well. My dad did work in an office but not as a boss, and my mom was a regular housewife who was busy with our little shop in front of the house every day.
Let alone the car in the garage, the garage does not have. We only have two motorcycles (the bike is fruit?) what my father used to work and the other one my brother used to go to college was still nyicil.
Does that sound pathetic? Answer NO!! Wh why? Because my family feels perfect to me
If anyone says our family is poor, I don't think so. Is not happiness can not be judged only from the material, right? For our daily needs are nothing short of, my brother's school fees and tuition fees can all be met.
Papa's income is not excessive but enough for our family.
"Be a grateful human being**" that's the advice you used to mention.
" Come on up! "
" No second chance, brother? "
" There's nothing! "
" .......... "
" You want to kayak yesterday again, huh? Huh! Have you forgotten? "
" Sister.this time I can, may yes "
" Indian! want to ride alone or want to be folded and brother entered into the trunk? "
" lh! evil brother! "
" Bodo ama! Cepet ride! You wanna be late for school? "
Such was the attitude that my brother always showed, after I had previously made the whole family worried, because I sped stray when trying to go home from school by myself. With great difficulty I got permission from my mom and dad, of course with the usual whining I do when asking for something.
Intended to prove independence by trying to go and go home to school alone that I had never done before.
But reality is much harder than I thought. I was in a place that felt very foreign (yes its name is also stray), only able to stay by the side of the road.
If at that time I did not realize that I was in a public place, I would have cried as hard as it was (cheng).You know no? What's on my mind right now? (yes obviously not, emang I mbah shaman who can read people's minds) I was imagining Kak Andira (oh) why should Kak Andira? because he is the only one who will be completely devoured because of my stupidity this time.(shukurin)
Even I forgot that right now I'm carrying something that could be a savior, a communication device that people usually call a mobile phone(hp) until it sounds and resuscitates my brain from daydreams(luck but not lowbat, kayak commonly disinetron that). Brother Andira is at the end of the phone line, this time not with anger but with worry
" where? "
" Share location "
" Yes "
Waiting for lunch at someone's house
Brums...
Kak Andira's motorbike voice that I know very well makes me very happy, happier than the news of the school being closed or sent home sooner. The prestige? forget it once for a while, now it is better to be quiet without much drama and get home safely.
Earlier...
It turns out that Brother Andira has gone home from college and is waiting at home, although mom and dad have given permission but not with Brother Andira. Mama began to panic when she realized that it was late afternoon, but I had not missed the face of the big lady in our house that was not so big. Without having to be given any more orders by my mother, Kak Andira immediately called and picked me home.
Failing is the intention to be proud of mama and papa, if their beautiful child can be independent (again). Self-sufficient? even just go home from school alone can not (kasian).
Actually, the attitude of Brother Andira that always makes my friends envious, because they want to feel have a brother who is very considerate (make me may not?). Yes really... Brother Andira is very attentive, even pake (may I kidnap dong yah).
ngarep bgt has a sister like gini
Brother Andira tries to always pick me up and deliver me to school in addition to the busy college that is almost finished. If anyone does not know me, then that person will immediately think that Brother Andira is my girlfriend. Only a friend close to me would know Kak Andira, because Kak Andira besides having good looking he is also good at getting along.
Liying ding he.
Brother Andira felt he had to know all my friends because he did not want his sister to be wrong in getting along.
Mama and papa did leave the responsibility to Brother Andira to ensure security and also my association, as if I were a daughter. That is the reason that my brother always used to rule me and also can always make me obey all his wishes.
Fraternal relations are always enlivened by quarrels, and Brother Andira who always starts almost all debates with his ignorant attitude. Actually I can see that Brother Andira loves me as much as I love him maybe even more, just the way that sometimes passes.
Brother Andira will stand at the very front to protect me and be ready whenever I need. The man I love the most after Papa.
Before there is someone who will grab the attention of Brother Andira someday, then now I will enjoy my company with brother Andira and of course mom and dad.
"An extraordinary person is simple in his words, but great in his actions"
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Hi**... Salken yes
This is my first piece of writing, and is open to his criticism and suggestions
thank you
Happy reading
Si_Ro