SEVENTEEN LINE

Meeting-2

Aini

Starting a sunny morning is really a very difficult thing. Why do I like blankets in the morning? And why I hate the dark at night. Start the days full of school fanfare (again).

Huh...

Still feels heavy. Not like after starting it. How to get through the day without a thundering morning? The sky right now is not greeting me beautifully.

“For little sister ku”

Brother Radit was already at the dining table with me and Mother who were preparing breakfast.

“Morning brother Radit, sorry Aini can not join nganter brother”, I feel guilty can not join nganter Radit this morning.

Home and family are the warmest places that some people have. How could I not be grateful for the presence of my family filled with this warmth. God really gave me a Mother who loved her two children very much. We are different in age and behaviour. Mother never once distinguished her treatment of us. So too with Dad. I'm still the greatest person in my life I can never wait for. Father is a role model for all of us, he is very wise to face the will of his sons and daughters. One time, I hoped Radit's brother had the kind nature of the father we always idolized.

“Duhh, Mother's child early in the morning already so much. Come ngaku Abang apain tuh adekmu”, Mother tried to make it as if Radit's brother is wrong not me.

“Idihh ngapain try Radit ganguin waybaby giniiii”

Again Radit's brother pinched my cheek.

“Auu sicktt tau kak”, I already want to protest and Mother has even warned me.

“Aini, eat it fast. I've been waiting for you in front of”

Huuhh, tomorrow I will not meet my beloved sister.

“You are diligent in learning well, keep remembering the time when playing with Aldo”, Brother Radit whispered to me.

I took off my arms and looked at my sister's face deeply. Then I smiled sweetly in front of him. And went to my father who was waiting for me.

Left and abandoned. Everyone has their own choices. Everyone has an explanation to measure their level of involvement in a choice.

Injured or injured. Still same. Still with the same explanation. Where, guilt and resentment endow some parties. Don't take the wrong step. Or you'll be trapped.

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“Go for a while, right sister? Keep Aini ask for help who if you do not understand how to do PR?”, I said interrupted crying.

“Iya. Brother wants to learn. You will also graduate from school can study there with Brother Kok”

Radit's brother stroked my head as gently as possible.

Yep. We were a couple of very close brothers. Even though Radit is a big brother of a man, but he is a figure who adapts to me. Just imagine, brother Radit once wore a Mother's negligee when he helped me practice school plays. I persuaded him with alasa ‘totality’, even though I only want to prank him.

So glad this is my story with my best brother. Even though he was popular at school. She still remains a humble sister in my eyes. Be my best brother, brother.