Our Uniforms are the Same

Arga protest

The arrival of Arumi and Ms. Isma was welcomed with great enthusiasm. About the purpose of Ms. Isma was conveyed and was happy to accept Miss Rossa.

Compared to the upside of Miss Rossa, Arumi herself is less happy. A few more days are coming, which means the separation will continue. The house that Arumi lived in was actually sold, this was known when the mother told her with Miss Rossa. Clearly Arumi was shocked, something that had never been imagined before.

"You will definitely take good care of Arumi, Isma." Mr. Brian tried to calm down Ms. Isma who became his schoolmate first. "We will take good care of Arumi. I hope you can get through all this."

Ms. Isma was silent. Looking straight ahead. Destiny does not choose who to win and who to lose. Therefore, we just have to be kind to God.

Miss Rossa, who was sitting to the right of Ms. Isma, grabbed her friend's right hand and said, "Isma, I was really surprised when you said you sold your house. If the buyer wants to return it, we want to buy it. But you said they didn't want to. Sorry."

Bu Isma's breathing was heavy. His destiny is less fortunate than he and Rossa used to be pretty much the same. I come from a less able family. But that's how destiny goes, there's nothing we can guess. "I'm so glad you're accepting Arumi."

Arumi silent. Arga occasionally glanced at the sweet woman, then quietly listened. Even though he looks arrogant, but the man can be quiet if asked by his mother.

"When are you leaving?" ask Miss Rossa to Miss Isma.

"This week, Ros." From the tone of his speech, Ms. Isma already seemed forced. I have to leave my only child. "Arumi will probably move before I leave."

Arumi looked down, there were no words to say. It is more difficult to open your mouth. In the end, the separation will happen.

Arga was silent, a little less agree. Even though he has a share in this house is still his parents, but he feels a little disturbed by the presence of Arumi. Moreover, the woman looks annoying with a chatty mouth.

Arga was obviously flinched. Increasingly disapproving, the man stood up and said, "Why doesn't he live in the downstairs room? It's empty there, too, Ma?" This is a form of Arga protest against the decision of both parents.

Arumi finally raised her head up, staring at the clingy Arga. Apparently his existence here is less welcomed by young men who will even later become friends at home.

Miss Rossa gently grabbed Arga's right hand, taking her son back to his seat. "Darling, Arumi is a girl. Let's just say he's your brother, you were born in the same year. But, it's different months. You're five months older than him."

Arumi just found out.

"You should be happy, son. You won't be lonely here if you work with Papa." Mr. Brian took over at the talks.

Arumi looked up at Arga. From the view of the man's body language, he can conclude that Arga does not like other members in this house other than the core members only.

"I'd rather be alone, Pah." Arga quickly stood up. This refusal finally the boy let out. "She's a chatty girl, I'd go crazy if she was here!"

Arumi did not accept. With the courage he possessed finally stood up as well, facing off against Arga. "Have a son!" That girl doesn't like to be said. "If not forced, I don't want a house with you either. Every day my eyes are stained."

Miss Rossa, Mr. Brian and Ms. Siti throw one another a glance. I don't know what to do to unite the two teenagers who are looking for this identity.