Shackled Two Flavors

Droopy

Actually I am also still very sleepy especially when looking at the clock on the phone that still shows at 02.00 am, but if you are in the same car with Kak Bara let alone sitting side by side like this where I can fall asleep, especially when I realized that it was Brother Bara who carried me to get into his car I was getting nervous just made, he said, although Brother Bara told me to sleep again I only responded by shaking my head while smiling awkwardly.

"No papa sis I'm not sleepy anymore" I said a little awkwardly,

"why are your cheeks so red?, are you ashamed?" ask brother Bara who makes me more ungodly,

"ah..no, I'm just cold, it's cold, it's cold, hheee" I said looking for an excuse.

Then suddenly Brother Bara stopped the car and he took off the jacket he was wearing and gave it to me, I could only look at him while stunned full of astonishment.

"This is for you" said Brother Bara while giving his jacket to me.

"Te.te.te.thank you, brother" I said nervously while stammering.

If this continues I think I will really like Brother Bara but I can not like people who have humiliated me let alone I know he had participated in bullying helpless girls on the roof of the school with his other friends, but my feelings for him how this ahhh really frustrate me.

"It is dangerous that Brother Bara continues to be sweet towards me I can melt" I murmured inwardly.

I turned my gaze towards the window and stared at the sight of the street we were passing through towards the village, over time my sleepiness came back I yawned many times and my eyes began to water I tried to resist my drowsiness for fear of looking ugly while asleep by Brother Bara, I tried to resist my sleep, but what is the power of these eyes is not able to wake up and finally I lost with my own drowsiness, I fell asleep unconsciously and so soundly, so deeply, even when my head hit the windshield many times I still did not wake up until Bara's brother rested my head on his shoulder and allowed the jacket I was wearing to cover my body, somehow it feels so comfortable that I am reluctant to wake up and it feels like I want to continue like that, at least all the sweet treatment from Brother Bara makes me forget the problem that is happening even though it is only temporary.

Arriving at the village at exactly 03.30 am, Brother Bara woke me up gently and when I realized I was yawning while stretching my hands, I opened my eyes slowly until I was shocked when I saw the face of Brother Bara who was very close to my face, I almost thought a strange strange thing.

"You're up, let me help you get the seatbelt off" Bara said, helping to remove the seatbelt,

"ahh..thank you for the ride, brother, if so I entered first" said I was a little nervous not careless, not,

I got out of the car in a hurry and ran into the house without looking back again, faintly faint I was with the sound of Brother Bara screaming farewell but I was too embarrassed to reply.

"Until we meet at Talita school" cried Bara as he waved his hand out of the car window.

While I only dared to peek at her through my window, I was too ashamed of my own shameful behavior.

"It's a shame what if when I fall asleep my face looks ugly, or my mouth is open.ahhhhh ....it will be the most disgusting thing" I said to discuss the unimportant.

After the Bara brother was too good all this time he always helped me and made it easier for some of my business in school starting from helping me ask permission to the homeroom when I could not enter school, to help me get the report that was arrested for not having a guardian to retrieve it, at first I did not ask for help and did not want to depend on him but he was always there when I was in trouble and understood my every unease he helped me without me asking and he always knew when I needed to his help.

This feeling that grew in my heart was either my gratitude or admiration for him, or perhaps love, but for now I just feel that I consider Brother Bara nothing more than a brother, because I used to feel the feeling of being prioritized by an older brother, I feel that the treatment of Brother Bara to me has always been very similar to my older brother, so I consider him like a substitute brother.

If I like him I don't think I deserve a perfect man like Brother Bara, he's a genius, the son of a rich family, he's also handsome and mature, whereas I, a treasure don't have, he's a genius, family is also a mess, my face is far from beautiful even for me I am ordinary just nothing special in me, I am just a simple woman who performs her role according to the destiny line that God has given.

I was long pensive and thought about many things that were stored in my mind, until I accidentally remembered the truth that had been revealed about my own family, I opened the family album folder on my laptop and I deleted all the photos of my dad and mom, and I just left the pictures of my brother and I as kids, in the photo, I and my sister were so cheerful sitting on a carpet with pictures of each other embracing each other, when I opened the folder, tears fell back, recalling memories that I would never have repeated, and I also realized that I never had a family photo, during this time I only kept the wedding photos of my father and mother as well as some photos of the two of them while on vacation in several tourist attractions, while I never took pictures together with my parents, I don't have a complete family picture, maybe this is a sign that my family won't be together for a long time.

It hurts me but I tried hard, when my mom and dad asked me to take photos with them on several occasions I always refused and said it was too much, because at that time I thought I could continue to see their faces whenever I wanted but now I just realized that family photos are very important, photos are memories for us in the future, he said, I realized when I could not get the memories anymore, it was too late for me, I realized I had wasted the opportunity to take pictures with my parents like family in general, now I can only mourn and cry in the corner alone when I see other children taking pictures with their parents, or when I see the posts of some friends who appear on the social status of the media, he said, the happiness and harmony that other people show on social media makes me jealous of them, and it always makes me think why I am not as lucky as them.