REMINDER [DAILY STORY ]

INTERLUDES

Today is Saturday. The company here does not use a five-day work system. But instead Saturday went home early. It's three o'clock in the afternoon. It is good to still enjoy the twilight. And then, it just so happens that the weather today is really sunny.

The true blue sky is without the slightest white stain, making me always amazed at the very beautiful creation of God. Especially if the afternoon has arrived. I will enjoy that view.

Because, only Dusk gives color to my heart. I know, even though Dusk only comes for a while but I know he will definitely come again in his own way.

This afternoon, I walked around the rice fields near the house. With a hut in the middle of the grass and a tree that is quite shady became my choice at this time. By sitting under it, and the twilight will remain visible.

I sat down, silent. Stunned, my memory instantly floated when my Brother considered my Friend more, while I who was His Sister was not ignored at all.

"Fah, go to the yuk night market. Bring your girlfriend too. Let it be Adekmu, the Brotherhood with Si Budi." Brother said. Fitri.

"Yes later on Ma'am, I have not said the same Mas Riyan also the problem.",

"Have to force it later to want to."

"It will be easy later, btw Yuna not invited by Mbak?"

"No, he's very difficult to play." He said again, even I have not been offered why has it been decided that I do not want to?.

Honestly, this is not the first time I've been made this way by Kaka Fitri. Even when I was in school, I was never considered his sister and only Budi was introduced.

At that time I was in shock, but I tried to be quiet not to press. I assume it's just a joke, too. However, at that time I was just a child who was still unstable, of course the rich thing that will remain ringing and stored in the brain.

What wrong? Did I ever ask for a dime of his labor? The answer is never tidsk. However, why has he slapped me so many times in disappointment? Am I really his sister or not?

I'm not counting on him. But he himself made me have to be like that.

Am I wrong to be appreciated? Here my position is like there is no price in his eyes, want to be appreciated but never appreciate.

I am not angry when I want to invite other humans, trying to think positively. At least also appreciate Me as a Sister, the problem of wanting to follow is not that the most important thing has been offered, is not it,? Ah mana maybe Brother Fitri thought up to that, hehe. I am aja sangsi.

Things like this have happened to me many times.

When my husband came home from work, he brought food home. I was with Budi at the time, outside the house staring at each other.

"Sir, guess what it is that Mas brought?"

"Bodo is very mbak, do not give me." Jleb, my little brother's answer was very targeted.

Actually, he also has that stingy trait down from whom? Please Ma'am, if you don't give your brother, at least remember your youngest brother. There I feel like crying bolsters, want to scream like this, I want to scream like this,

'WHERE'S YOUR HEART MBAKKK WHEREAAA'

Ah shit, why tell me up here anyway. I'm a flashback hehe.

Back to the story.

Dusk go, I'm home. I asked Mom who happened to be alone outside.

"What Yun?"

"Mbak Fitri said he wanted to go to the night market? Or invite Budi not that?"

"If you don't know Yun, but your nephew said yes."

"Hmmm, ma'am." Mom just nodded, then asked again.

"You were invited?", I chuckled amusedly at hearing that

"Since when has Yuna ever been taught to play Mom? Even he would rather be my friend than his own sister "

"Judah ga papa, which one are you? Ningrum what is Hanifah?"

"That's Hanifah's her boyfriend. Don't know about Ningrum."

"Yun, I hope you are not like your brother who does not care about Father and Mother. Things not to play with it is not a problem, the most important thing is to care about you." Oh damn, it feels like these tears want to drip right now, but as much as possible I can bear. I don't want to look weak in Mom's eyes.

"Insha Allah Ma'am, pray for Yuna to always be able to give Mother even a little."

"Aamiin son, Mother's prayer is always with you."

"But Mom, did Yuna ever ask Big Brother for anything? Even if his son asks for what Yuna does not love always give, why is only this small thing Brother never wants to invite Mom? Honestly Yuna has too often been disappointed with sister. But.....

My speech was interrupted, my voice slightly trembling withstanding the extremely disappointed turmoil.

"But big brother with his brawn even like he didn't grab me. Do I look embarrassing when invited by Mom? Or the brother who was ashamed of me because I could be more fun than he was?" I saw Mother speechless, digesting my sentence.

Honestly, I'm so sick of it. Especially when it comes to food, you prefer to eat in an open place, such as right in front of the tv. Even though there is a youngest sister, was it ever offered? Of course not.

"Please ma'am, tell Brother. If there is no sense of caring, please just appreciate Yuna as her sister. Or make Brother, Yuna is someone else? It's more painful than not being trusted let alone your own family."

"I'm sorry Yun, I'm not strict in educating children Mother's children" said the mother slowly.

"It's not wrong, ma'am. Yuna is really fed up. And Yuna actually did not want to tell this story, but Yuna was already disappointed the umpteenth time. Sorry if Yuna gets angry."

I left Mom to enter the room. I walked downstairs, afraid that someone would realize that my face must be blushing.

I try not to care and try to sleep. And it finally worked.

But when tomorrow greet again, the mood is destroyed. When Ningrum asked the thing last night, from their story all.

"Yun, did you last night not come with Ms Fitri? Same with Hanif?"

"Hehe Enga Ning, I'm sleepy about it." Ningrum just ber oh ria. But I got back upset.

"What if it happens to you? Existing but not appreciated? It looks real but it doesn't look like it?"