
Truly a brash girl. Always piss off!
I nodded, stroking his head. At the same time, I saw my mother's face. Her eyes were glazed over, her lips bent. The wrinkle on his forehead, swooping to some degree. Apparently, he was still thinking about something.
"Dimas can't promise anything, but at least Dimas won't bother."
I looked around, trying to be a grown-up. Though I said nothing, I knew his way of thinking.
"You will be sorry!" he recalled, "if next year is still like this ..."
"Yes, Dimas knows," I broke up.
Mother stands. I thought I'd hear her voice. But it turns out he went straight away. I think he finally realized, there's no point in talking to a rock. His face looked very angry.
Moments later, I saw Roni reprimanding him. I'm actually quite worried. But I decided to let it go. If he intervenes too much, he will be even more worried. After all, a casual chat would make him forget a little.
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"Bang Dim, Lisa get my brother's room, okay?!" scold Lisa. But I'm still daydreaming, curious about their chat, “bang!" reprove again.
"Yes, yes, but let all your games stay there, yes!" my answer.
Lisa looked quite happy. Maybe this is the right time to give him a little space. From the beginning, he did not like his room close to the room of the fathers.
The problem had just been resolved, but another problem soon arose. Just smiling, Lisa suddenly looked down.
Really worrying. What, what's so good, sister? Recalcitrant, ngerepotin, even weird!
A little bit, I understood what the question meant. But it feels like my little heart still disagrees. If it were to suddenly disappear, I would definitely be even more sullen than this.
What are you talking about?
I nodded, scolding my own mind. I shouldn't have thought of that.
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If you notice, Lisa's face is actually sweet. His skin is also very clean. If it wasn't weird, I'm sure he's now a snatch. Unfortunately, he was too introverted. But maybe that's why he's so white.
Weirdo?
Yeah, just like me!
The fruit does not fall if it is still in the tree. Just like me, he's also an awkward kid. In fact, the problem I was feeling was probably nothing compared to what he was going through.
Seriously!
As a down-turn-ners, I'm still amateurs when compared to Lisa, who has barely been out of the room since SD.
When he was a kid, he was not very good. No matter how often you call a tutor, your academic grades never develop. To his horror, he barely even understood the multiplication table until grade 3, even though it had the DNA of a teacher.
That bad?
I can't believe it either, but mom really stopped calling the tutor. He also always shows a face like wanting to cry every time he sees Lisa. One thing I hold; pediatricians always say it clearly, “Lisa has absolutely no mental retardation.”
Then, why is he still an oon, but not an idiot?
Being too fixated on one thing makes us all make unforgivable mistakes. Once realized, it was too late.
After failing with a tutor, why not take him to a psychiatrist immediately? Why is no one conscious?
No, everyone must be aware. We are just afraid of giving neighbors new review topics. Once realized, everything was too complicated to be repaired again as before.
From the first happy, Lisa can suddenly turn depressed. Even if it is snagged, the girl can lock herself up for days.
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Since the beginning of entering SD, Lisa suffered bullying. I don't know what the real problem is, but all of a sudden he's always called an oon, and shunned. It resulted in a change that was significant enough to make him turn into an awkward child.
How not?
Already received unpleasant treatment in school, the lessons were interrupted. Still have to face the anger of parents because of the poor value of lessons, which he received. Fortunately, he was a strong boy.
Lisa doesn't like adults. He once walked into the yard of a neighbor's house without permission and was scolded frontally. To my mom and dad, he wasn't open enough. As a result, I take care of it more often. Especially since Lisa's tutor gave up.
Sometimes, I also try to make her study independently. Just like my family, I, too, don't want to hear someone call him stupid.
At first it was just a fad. But after doing a few study sessions, I realized; in fact he was quite quick to absorb the lesson. As long as he finds it fun.
With various ways so that the mood does not go down, I finally managed to outsmart the learning problem. Only, his focus would definitely instantly crumble. If you suddenly wake up in the middle of a lesson.
Look, who's stupid now? You or my sister?
I remember laughing every time I passed her class, after her academic grades improved. Unfortunately, some bad behavior also rubbed off on him.
Mager, pretend to be sick so that they are allowed not to go to school, play games. Even until his eyes are damaged, because of too much use of smartphones. Really, he's just an unusual little brother.
I mean, which girl memorized all the fatality moves, and dared to practice it in front of her own brother? The sacrifices I made were in vain. He's still a hassle. But I think that's what big brother is for.
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I looked again at her small, round face. Her hair is getting longer, but often complain about the hassle of taking care of it. His brown eyeballs are getting damaged, indicated by the distortions seen in his glasses lens. His skin is also getting pale. But I'm sure she'll be more charming.
His pointy left tooth looked even sweeter than the last I saw. Provided he wants to smile more often and change the frame of round glasses that he wears. That would be great.
“Hey, you've grown up, remember?" my reproach.
Lisa nodded, but I saw her eyes begin to condense. It's getting annoying, because my eyes are getting damp. There's not much I care about in this world. But seeing my sister shed tears was an unpleasant thing. Moreover, the enemy is no longer a bunch of snot children like before, but it is on myself.
"You see my new laptop, don't you?" bargain me, then I see him nod.
Today, he nodded so often. But this time it felt really sincere. I know how much I love that thing. Just like how her sister raised her.
"Core 10, you should see this!" imbuhku.
"Gaming version?" tanyanya, enthusiastically.
I nodded, not knowing anymore if this was just a trick for him to be met with it. His eyes were fixed there, as soon as I touched it.
Lisa opened it, stunned to see how the screen showed the wallpaper. He then looked at me, confused by the locked screen. I hurried over, putting a fingerprint in the center of the monitor.
The voice of my favorite game characters roared, along with the opening of the screen lock.
"Cool!" exclaim Lisa.
"Put your thumb here, brother will register later," I said.
"Is this real?" Lisa's.
"Yes, you could've added a face sensor, but there's no time."
"May Lisa play for a minute?"
I nodded, amazed at Lisa's enthusiasm. Just this time I saw a girl playing Metal Bear so gleefully. To the point of making me feel happy. In fact, the game is ambiguous.
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Moments later came, telling her to get ready. The breakup time was getting closer, and I saw her hump in Lisa's face.
His eyes were reluctant to part with it. I didn't think it would be this fast. I plan to give it to him someday. But if suddenly this, it feels a little unwilling.
"Do you want to take her home?" bargained.
"Can, bang?" ask Lisa, enthusiastically.
I watched the laptop for a moment, but Lisa's beaming face made me stop feeling sentiments. That's really a tutorial to make the best resigned person.
"Take it there!" my answer.
"I changed the wallpaper to the same image sem-"
“Abang banting, nih!” break me up and take that laptop again.
“J-Don't, bang! That's it..”
"Junior jerky can't either!" break me.
"Ish, brother! Lisa hasn't said anything yet!" Lisa's.
"The other one wants a bargain, right?"
"Yes, BTS photos!”
"Your head is like that, huh?” rutukla.
I saw Lisa pouting. But I immediately smiled after I gave my favorite laptop again.
Parting with it must be sad, but Lisa will need it. Especially for the next few years.
"Please ask the same police officer in front, before bringing him home!" myrag.
"Why, bang?" ask Lisa.
"Sure, they haven't finished checking it out yet" I replied.
Nodding Lisa said a few things, but the sound outside was too disturbing. I think it's mom. I don't know why, he looks sad.
Sometimes, I feel like it's my fault.
Dad's getting old. Sooner or later, his back would be fragile and could no longer support the family. So did mother. He will retire soon. Seeing her babysit grandchildren in retirement must be a lot of fun. But every time I thought of their happiness, I suddenly felt like I was looking for a needle, in a haystack.
What a fussy proverb!
One thing's for sure, I need to stop worrying about them.
The feeling of wanting to return to life wriggled ever more wildly. I was getting lost in my own thoughts. Until then I realized; he was still there, waiting for me to show signs of life.
"Bang Dim?" I looked up, but immediately threw away my sight. I really look bad today. "Lisa knows, you can't do evil. At the very least, skipping school," he continued.
"If it's not evil, what's the name?!" my ketus.
"I don't know, ask the world!"
"Males very, this world is rotten! You ask, sana!"
"Agree," he said.
He chased after me, filling the view with his small face. I could no longer avoid it, just like when I forced her to tell her about the problem she had, back then.
"You know, sometimes you have to tell it to the world!" sanya, advising.
Really, unlike his mother, he was not capable of being a teacher.
I tried to smile, thinking if there was another family out there who had a girl like her. If anything, I wouldn't think twice about proposing to that girl, as long as I don't like boybands that bad. Sehobi, not materialistic, even still trust me to the end.
"World just a bad joker, stop expect ele!" my answer.
"I know, but I want to hear that by yourself!" Lisa's.
My God, what did I teach him?!
I shouldn't have poisoned him with my negative mindset. Really, I don't care about tomorrow anymore. This will definitely be my other big regret, for not being able to give him a sweet farewell.
"Relieve back, yeah bang!" pamit Lisa's.
"Yes, sono ti-ati!"
"Don't sleep with a slumber!" sahut mother.
"Yes, yes!" my answer.
"Not to be repeated!" Mother.
"Yes, teacher!"
While standing in front of the door, I waved my hand. Now, they're really gone. I hope I didn't give Lisa too much of a bad influence.