Red Threads Disconnected

Special chapter: Rahel Wiandara

In the past, my brother and I had a close relationship, even people often referred to us as twins, because they were never separated from each other.

In addition, I also have a very similar look to my brother, maybe because papa we are both twins so the chances of me and my sister having the same face are very big. It's just that if you pay closer attention I have eyes that are slightly browner than the property of brother, this is often used as a place of distinction between me and brother by people.

Although people think we are similar, but still I feel that brother always takes the position above me, brother is always the best and number one in everything, until I feel that I will not be able to pursue the steps of brother who is so fast and also brilliant.

Do you know ?...

For me that brother was a truly amazing person, he was the one who always extended his hand when I fell,

"Huwaa!!!!, sister !".

"Not crying yet. Do you want a sibling ?".

"Asikkk carried big brother !!".

"Based on this kid".

"Hehehe !".

sister also always turned her body when I called her, no matter how she was or how late she was, sister never once ignored the call from me.

"Snack !!".

"Rafa's brother was shocked".

Although I was troublesome and also the crybaby brother never scolded me and also hated me, big brother also never pushed me if I embraced him, either, even my sister always welcomed all of my various behaviors with her warm smile.

"My brother is the most extraordinary person in this world"

But behind a friendly and patient brother Rachel, there was a great wound in his heart, a wound that he always buried and forgot so as not to be his weakness as the main heir. So that the brother can be likened to a glass that has been broken into pieces, it is difficult for someone to unite the rupture, although it can be combined but still not as before, it can not be as before, such is the state of Rachel's true sister.

If asked what the cause was, I also did not know one hundred percent because I was not on the side of my brother for twenty-four hours, but eighty percent I could answer that"that is a sure thing".

My aunt is someone who is so ambitious, my aunt always demands Rachel's sister to be the best even though she has become a star in all the eyes of the upper class.

His uncle was a better father than his aunt, uncle who understood that brother was already under pressure from aunt did not want to add any more burden that must be borne by brother as the main heir, heiress, but even so the uncle never glanced at the brother with a warm gaze like the gaze of a father to his son, the uncle was also very cold to the brother so as to make a separation between uncle and also brother.

the distance between two parents and children is very severe when the older brother has entered adulthood or exactly 14 years, at the age that should be done to find his identity, he said, brother instead passed through it with violence and also a restrained life.

Like a bird caged in a golden cage, you really are not allowed to go out at that time, let alone go out to meet friends, out only to breathe air in the garden even though you rarely allow it, aunty is happier and interested if you lock yourself in a spacious room then surrounded by a pile of books that should not have been studied by you.

If you look at a glance at that time, brother does look like he is loved by abundant wealth, perfection, and tolerance. But no one knows life like the trash you face every minute, second and hour.

...……………...

I who was a child at that time always took the time to go to my sister's house every day, and at that time I often saw the condition of my brother who was so bad because he could not reach the standard desired by my aunt.

"Plak !!". The sound of a slap that was so loud made the room momentarily silent.

The rush of rain and also this piercing cold makes the atmosphere semangkin not good, he said, at that moment I saw with my own eyes that my brother was bowed with a face that was flaming red due to a loud slap from my aunt's hand.

"Basic useless !!".

Then, with just a few seconds of swearing from my aunt's mouth came out and floated towards Rachel's sister.

I was amazed when I saw that, a 14-year-old child could hold back his emotions and not cry when faced with the harsh treatment of his mother.

"Sorry.mom, i".

"Plak !!".

The sound of the second slap was again heard and more echoed than before, the voice of the older brother who had been heard just to explain, now vanished just like a hand slap from the aunt.

"You think I'm sorry I got everything done, huh ?!!!".

"You are the first child in the family, how can you embarrass me !!!!".

"Bad shit!!!, you have me enter the most expensive course here, then you easily leave it and go somewhere !!".

"Plak!!, you stupid Asala you know, which kid wants to waste such an opportunity Rachel ?!!!".

Aunty's enormous voice at that moment filled the entire house, from the corner, front, and also back, there was no one who could not hear the aunt's voice.

I saw it, the faces of the workers who were frightened and also pity to see the condition of Rachel's sister at that time.

The sound of heavy rain and lightning was heard growing stronger outside, the strong glint and cold wind were so supportive of the atmosphere of the Wiandara residence at that time, like a signal at that time the sky was saddened to see the suffering of Brother Rachel.

But this could not stop the aunt, as big as the sound of rain and thunder roar, so great was the sound of anger from the aunt.

"Bibi~, please stop this...!".

I finally spoke up because I couldn't stand my aunt's treatment of my brother anymore. Although.I still speak in Isak weeping and frightened.

"Hmm ??". So murmured my aunt after hearing my call.

"Hen.. stop aunty, hiks.. ja-don't get mad at Rachel's sister".

My courage to stop the aunt was gone instantly after hearing the voice of the aunt so cold. I was also very scared when my aunt turned to me because she heard my words earlier, the anger of the aunt who had not subsided made her expression and gaze become so terrible, aunty's eyes, until I tremble and cry with all my might.

"I.I beg aunty, huwaaa !!. I-i'm scared".

"Girlinelva".

Thank goodness this powerful cry doesn't come out free. The aunt who heard a strong cry from me that hinted at a fear let out a long sigh, along with that the aunt did not continue her anger anymore.

"Huff!!, sorry about aunt Rafaela".

Aunty approached me while wiping away the tears that came out so hard, then after that aunt turned her body back and looked at Rachel's sister.

"Get in the room, fix all your mistakes, then show your mom that you're your son".

"Okay mom, I'll excuse you".

After the words of the aunt who was so cold, Brother Rachel immediately walked towards her room with a face that could be said to be very bad.

When Rachel turned her back to go to the room, I could see that the shoulder that was so firm that I shed so many tears, now it could look so weak, even to hold a little weight as if it would collapse instantly.