Sense of Sense

Nostalgic

Rafa turned his head just as Safira again dipped on his cola, then laughed with a loud ear-splitting voice. Safira even almost spouted cola towards her brother, with intentional intentions that he certainly uncovers.

“Do you think so?” rafa asked with her laughter that had not yet settled.

Safira raises his shoulders, chugging back the cola while moving to the chair. Fifteen minutes of standing is as good as long distance running especially after a long trip and a tight night series of events. “More from Mas Ashqar.”

“Oh! If it is, it is clear.” Rafa bragging. “So if Akar can't give you monthly money, say the same to your handsome brother. Okay?”

Safira. “Do not want to rest?” he asked, trying to change the topic. Following Rafa, whose level of confidence is sometimes shameless, will only make Safira feel more tired. “Don't say Brother still has trouble sleeping.”

Safira's accusations make Rafa grimace. “Slightly, not too severe as a week yesterday.”

Rafa has difficulty sleeping quite badly. Her older brother complained that she was very nervous ahead of the wedding, and so Rafa had often sabotaged Ashqar's commute hours over the past week.

Safira breathed out a loud breath. “But that doesn't mean you can invite me to stay up late gini. Come on, get some sleep.” Safira finished the cola and stood up. “Tomorrow still has to get up early, you know. Not funny if you forget the name Mbak Vera pas ijab.”

“Indeed not funny, but shy.” Rafa moved on, pulling Safira back to sit down and take a place beside his sister. “Lagian I am not you who until now called Ranee with the name Vera.”

Safira. Rafa is the most earnest person to call Ranee by his real name even more than the owner of the name. “That has a name just don't mind, tuh.”

“But, ‘kan ...” Rafa swallowed back the sentence that was almost thrown out. His mind was reminded of Ranee's remark that asked Rafa to no longer question Sapphira's call to his future wife.

“Why? How, not dilujutin?”

Rafa was speechless, looking at Safira with a hard-to-read look. Then as his faint smile expanded, he scrambled Safira's mane excitedly.

“Kakak!”

“When you marry first, how does it feel?” rafa asked, looking at Safira.

The two exchanged looks. “I'm not sure,” said Safira, staring at his fingers that were interlocked. “To be honest, Brother. I didn't get married because I loved Mas Ashqar. There may be feelings, but definitely not something that can lead to your current relationship.”

She had once suspected this, but never thought that her sister who did not believe in marriage actually stepped into the relationship because of a four-year-old child. Of course this sounds like a sacrifice or rather called suicide.

“Continue now? That means you're all right, ‘kan?”

Safira. “I'm fine. I'm happy now, marriage is not a scary thing anymore for me. And I hope for Big Brother too.”

Rafa instantly glanced at another place. “I ... can't be as sure as you. Over the years I saw examples that are not sure if I am good enough as the head of the household.” Rafa's smile looked bitter. “Although after that brother knows that it's the best way you can do, but ... you understand, ‘kan?”

Safira nodded when their gazes met again. The fine hairs on the nape and arms of Sapphira instantly brushed. Rafa suddenly pulls the atmosphere in an unexpected direction, nostalgia still feels sweet-bitter to them.

Squeezing his left arm and raising his gaze at the previously unsealed sky. “I understand, Brother. In any case it feels difficult to accept after a long time to survive and fight against the reality that we have been through.”

Safira already knew that she was not the only victim. However, discussing this again and with the situation where tomorrow her brother's life would change made Safira feel drowned.

Marriage may have been a taboo that neither of them wanted to live, but in the end they returned to their human nature. Couple, marry and continue the bloodline.

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Nara Corner :

Hii! I've come with a little notice. Because this week I want to otw macem Rafa, so Rasa Gaung will be off until Sunday. Please pray and bless ya gaes