Reticalya

Sweet Home

“Mother does not want to know yes, anyway Mother's living room must be back rich again,” stressed mother Jihan.

It's amazing, after returning home from work instead of being treated to the view of a neat and clean house actually even showed the living room that was like a broken ship.

“Iya Mommy, later Ciya finishin,” Ciya replied with a mouth full of food. Do not forget the sauce that is still attached to the tip of his lips.

“Iya Aunty, later we settle everything until clean.” Daania spoke with great confidence. Although the girl is not good at improving, but for now she must persuade Ciya's mother to believe it.

Good business, maybe he'll hand it over to Ciya.

Mother Jihan let out a rough sigh. When will this daughter grow up, he thought.

“Udahlah Bun, anyways Just a little mess.” Ciya's father tried to calm his wife. Malvin Alvendra is a very dear father. Because what? Yes like this, his father always defended and spoiled him.

Malvin's father grabbed both of his wife's shoulders and took her to their room.

“Don't forget to clean up, Honey,” cried the father when he was in the doorway of his room.

“Ready Dad!” Ciya raised his hand and placed it over his head saluting his father.

“Ahh full. Okay because your parents have already returned, so I also returned yes,” said Daania to Ciya.

Actually, it was just his wits so as not to improve with Ciya. You can imagine how messy the living room is if there are two girls and do not forget about innumerable foods.

“Yahh kok that, Daania auxiliary Ciya first,” whine Ciya. The girl pleaded with Daania with her mouth still full of food until both her cheeks bloated.

“Sorry Yes, but it's late afternoon. Will my parents take responsibility?” ask Daania.

Ciya shook his head slowly with a slashed face.

“Well, yes. Go do it yourself, I'm home. I promise tomorrow I will buy meatballs from Udin.” Daania pointed her index and middle fingers together to form the letter V.

“Appointment yes?” Ciya made sure of Daania's words.

“Appointment!”

They both hooked their little fingers like a promised child.

***

“Sit! Mother wants to talk.” Lylia looked at her daughter.

A sigh rang out from the girl in the office suit. The tie around his neck had already loosened a little.

She was forced to sit face to face on the living room sofa of her house.

“So?” ask the long haired girl.

“What did you say to your sister that she hated Mother so much?” Netranya collide with netra interlocutor.

Unexpectedly, the daughter clucked with a look of disdain.

“What did I say? You asked me what I told Axel?” Strange laughter boomed amidst the quiet atmosphere in the house.

“Gosh, are you kidding me?”

“Think of what you did until your daughter's son became like this?” The young girl's teeth chattered with hardened jaws.

“Still less clear? Should I be clear?” continued.

“I need to start from where?”

“When you come home late at night drunk? Or, when you bravely slapped your own husband?” The girl still thinks.

“Ahh, or when you are alone with another man without clothes?”

“Evelyn Nayara!” snapped the mother.

“Ya Mother Lylia?” evelyn replied in a mocking tone.

The eldest daughter of Lylia Jazima and Zayyan Zanerka is now looking down on her mother. He knew at this moment he was too brash, yet how was he supposed to deal with this shameless bunch of his?

The girl was at a loss for words.

Shortly after their argument, Axel came up with his big bag. He just got back from Dylan's house. If only her brother was always at home, maybe he didn't have to stay at his friend's place.

“Where to?” ask Evelyn. His sight softened when he saw the younger brother coming.

“Home Dylan,” answer is short.

For Evelyn, it was no longer new. If his friend's house has become an escape for Axel, then something is going on in this house.

“What else this time?” Evelyn held his forehead. Axel sat down next to his brother.

“He didn't say it?” ask Axel. His eyes looked at Lylia.

Evelyn shook her head. Even though he seemed to know what was going on in this house, he still asked the certainty of his sister.

“Hal ‘itu’ with regular people,” says Axel.

“Axel! What did you say?” Lylia tried to refute what her son said.

“I tell you the truth,” he replied. He was tired of arguing with his mother. Mother who should be an example and a place to go home but for them mother is a figure who will forever be traumatized.

Lylia sighed. He can't be sniffing anymore. No matter how hard she denied it, her two children already knew exactly what she was doing.

“I'll be out of this house.” Axel's words successfully made Lylia and Evelyn look at the man.

“What do you mean?” ask Evelyn.

“I'll explain it later.” Axel gave his brother a code to wait for him to tell a story. He didn't want his parents to know where he was going.

Axel stepped into her room as she felt Evelyn understood his point.

“Already, I don't want to argue.” Evelyn also left her bundle towards the room. The work that has piled up has made him dizzy seven roving not to mention his family problems that do not know when it will be finished.

The girl put her body on the bed. Breathing sounds in despair. He already has his own apartment that's why he rarely goes home.

He only comes home when he's worried about his sister. But now he doesn't have to worry because Axel will also get out of there.

***

The day continues to change but the sun seems bored continue to show himself to this day he did not appear. His existence was replaced by lightning that continued to glint in the sky this morning.

Axel stood for a moment on the porch of his house staring at the sky that seemed to have no intention of stopping the rain.

Just as he was about to step foot, a car stopped in front of the gate of his house. Dylan, the man waving his hand from inside the car gave Axel a code to get into his car.

Without wasting any time, Axel immediately ran towards the car regardless of his wet clothes.

“Why not use an umbrella, bego,”, said Dylan.

“Males,” answer.

Dylan drove his car through the rain on the deserted streets. The weather is not supportive at this time, but for Axel the weather like this feels more comfortable.

“Where? You've broken up,” asked Dylan. For a moment the man looked at Axel who was beside him.

“Udah,” answer.

“Jadi ..” Dylan waited for Axel's reply, but the man instead sighed deeply.