Sunflowers

Ji wants to have a mom, okay?

I stared at the sun that was falling into the sea in silence. Why is orange so beautiful.

I smile, I like the sunset. Very lovely.

I don't care about my phone always shaking. Most of the house people are looking for me.

Smiling bitterly, they were looking for me just to work not out of worry. Can I be jealous of Hana?

I don't think it's necessary. I only lost to the affection of the parents. That's what makes me jealous.

Humans are always so dissatisfied. Do we not have our own portions.

God gives you what you need, not what you want. But humans don't care about that.

Example me.

I envy Hana.

Sighing softly I looked back at the darkening sky. I've been here since school.

I just want to calm my mind. Too many things have been making me tired lately.

James is still loyal behind me. The burly man stood ten meters behind me in all-black clothes not forgetting his sunglasses. He paid no attention to the strange gazes of the beachgoers.

Sometimes I salute James. The man is always on standby wherever he is. Whatever I want is always on him, like Doraemon's pocket.

Grandpa found James where he is.

"The day is getting darker and the air is getting cold. We better get out of here." Said James crouching next to me. I glanced at him briefly.

"I still want to see the sea."

James nodded and returned to his position. Ten minutes later, James came back to me again.

"Miss let's go back."

I nodded as the air grew colder as well. It's also eight o'clock in the evening I have to go home quickly.

"It's a normal place for James."

James nodded. Just the silence in the car, I stared out the window at the beautiful street lights.

The car stopped at the usual place James dropped me off. Less than two kilos from the Papa complex. After that I will walk.

Actually James balked when I asked to get down here. Because it's still a long way from home, but I don't want the house people to know if I'm being escorted by James.

"Make James."

"None Miss. I'll keep an eye on Miss from a distance."

I'm nodding. Then walk slowly down this crowded street. Many couples are dating. I forgot it was Sunday night.

It's funny to see them laughing with their partner. So happy.

Step by step I seem to be enjoying tonight. Very calm.

"Aren't you going to buy me a donut?"

I looked down at a boy who was offering me his wares. Maybe about 7 years old in her shabby clothes she looks at me hoping.

Smiling faintly I bowed my body in alignment with the boy.

"How much is this?"

"Five thousand." Said cheerfully.

"So, I bought it all." I said, "What time did you sell?" Ask the boy.

"Seriously brother?" The boy's eyes sparkled happily. "Since school, it's been about two hours."

"How much practice?"

"New ten brother. This is my first time selling abis."

"You alone?" I asked him to look at the boy. The boy smiled. "Yes, you are alone."

"Where are your parents?" I seem to ask too many questions.

The boy started to tear up, rubbing his eyes slowly. "Parents I gorak kak where I live together with grandma."

I was stunned to hear that. My heart is sliced. Children who are supposed to get affection Parents must sell to survive.

I stroked his head. "Where do you live?" Ask her while sitting on one of the chairs on the street.

"In the area there, brother." Point it in the west direction.

I opened one of the doughnuts and ate it. "Have you eaten?"

The boy shook his head.

I reopened one of the doughnuts with a brown hat and gave it to the boy. He accepts.

"Whose name are you?"

"I'm Raga."

"Sorry, I asked too many questions."

Raga chuckled softly. "Gapapa kok sis. Where do you still wear uniforms."

I looked down at my uniform. "Son't come home from this beach."

"Cepet home later nyariin's parents."

I wish it was like that too.

"You're not coming home? It's already night."

"Go home, but stop by first to eat for grandma."

"Grandma's not cooking?"

Raga smiled bitterly. "We eat when I sell. If we don't eat."

Like a thousand needles. I stared in disbelief at Raga. This little boy already felt the bitterness of life.

"Jaudah, look for your sister's food."

"Sir." Pleased speech.

"What supplies are there at home?" Ask me while holding Raga's hand. "Aren't you afraid of the kidnap brother?"

Raga laughed until her dimples came out. "Sister's face isn't like a villain, so I'm calm."

"Can you kidnap brother keep selling you."

"Things possible. We're taking my brother to the supermart."

"We're shopping." I grabbed the grocery basket and gave it to Raga. "Buy whatever you want is up to you."

Raga hanging in place. "real brother? Brother won't sell me for damages."

"You said big brother's face had no element of the villain."

"Yes too."

"Jude yepok." Take me to Raga. "First we buy rice first, like our basket is less big deh we look for a push basket yuk."

Raga nodded in spirit. The boy's eyes sparkled happily. I am happy to see it too. Only something like this could make Raga happy.

I took three sacks of rice and put them in the basket that Raga pushed, not forgetting the other kitchen ingredients. Such as oil, sugar, kitchen spices, and other purposes. I chose the jumbo portion.

We turn to soap. I put in a lot of soap that could make a stock of two months.

"So much of this."

I'm shaking. "It can make stock two months Raga."

"At home there's a Raga refrigerator?"

Raga shakes.

I turned to James behind me giving the gesture the man was carrying. It seems like my mind and he are already connected.

We turn to fresh food and fish. I mix a variety of vegetables and fish.

"I don't have enough of it to be rotten at home." Prevent Raga from holding my hand.

I smiled thinly. "You have followed my sister again."

Switch to snacks. "You choose which one."

Unexpectedly Raga only took sausages ready to eat. "That's all?"

The boy nodded. I snorted dejectedly taking the other ready-to-eat sausages and putting them all in the basket.

Raga glared at him. "Aren't you in a trance?"

"Oh, just take one."

Raga scratching his head does not itch. "I'm confused what to take."

I patted his head slowly. "Whatever you want to take."

"Why is big brother so good with me we just met earlier." Raga looked at me meaningfully.

"Our color is the same. Let's find another one."

I led Raga in search of other needed items. Two trolleys full already seems like this is enough.

We push that trolley at the cashier. No need to queue because the cashier is quiet. Raga like not good with his shopping when this is me who put it all in.

"Totally two million three hundred and fifty-three thousand feet." Said the cashier.

Raga's eyes seemed to want to get out. I laughed to see it. "You want to get out Ga?"

"It's not expensive." It was like wanting to cry.

"Don't cry. It's a gift for you."

After paying I looked at each other with Raga. "Here we take, how are we?"

"It's also how you take it home."

We laughed at each other and saw our stupidity. "Non't call people back to nganter you."

It was like counting the number of our grocery bags. I'm anxious to see it.

"There are not fifteen pockets. I'm just robbing you."

"It's called a windfall."

"No, no, no, no." Raga hugged me tightly. "Thank you many, brother."

I stroked his back. "Yes alike. Instead you have to study hard."

"This is all Miss?"

I nodded to help James put in the trunk of the car. "You were ushered in this one."

Raga nodded. "Who is this sister?"

"He's uncle brother. Yaudah there enter this tomorrow night you go to school."

Raga hugged me again. "Thank you again, brother. One day Raga will repay brother's kindness."

I smile. "Yes, be the spirit."

Raga nodded. "Sister's chest."

"I'm sorry Miss." Pamit James's.

"Drug." I waved my hand as the car moved away.

I sighed softly and resumed my journey home. It's been nine o'clock last night that I was shopping with Raga.

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"It's good to have dared to go home."

I grimaced at the sound of my mother blaring in the living room. My mom came up to me and slapped me. I wasn't ready to bounce off the couch.

My cheeks were hot, the corners of my lips were also bleeding. Is that how hard Mom slapped me?

I saw Papa didn't care. His gaze remained locked on the tv up ahead with Hana beside him. Hana hugged Papa.

"Where did you come home at this time?"

I looked up because my mother held me strong. My hair feels like it's falling out.

"To Ma's beach."

"What's? So you're hanging out while doing a lot of homework?"

I came back grimacing as my mom pulled my hair tighter.

"Tomorrow Agatha finished everything Ma."

"should."

I bounced back as my mom pushed me against the wall. My back is like bad.

My mother's strength cannot be doubted.

"Get in the room there and don't forget your duty."

I nodded and went up to the second floor.

"Therefore, don't dabble in the rubber, right." Syndicate Hana. I just kept quiet and continued my steps.

Closing the door and putting the body on the bed. Today was exhausting. I'd like to take a nap.

Ting!

That voice again. Why these days the sound often appears.

“Udah at home?”

Mark's. What does that guy actually want? Why is he always everywhere. It's not like Lia used to say not to get too close to Mark. Why does he always come close to me.

Udah sis.

My hand went limp I dropped my phone on the floor. My chest suddenly tightened. This pain again. Please don't again.

I squeezed my left chest hard hoping the pain would go away. It really hurts.

But slowly the pain was gone I breathed a sigh of relief. I rarely take my medication these days.

I live on drugs. If grandpa knew it would've turned into a bull.

I grabbed the bag and opened it, taking out the black office that had always been faithful in my bag. Take out a few bottles and take out the contents. Approximately 7 small bottles. And in each bottle contains one capsule of the drug.

I have to drink all of that every day. And each month will increase.

No need to drink I'm used to swallowing those capsules without water. Looks like my throat is already good friends with that capsule.

I went to the bathroom. My body is sticky all I have to shower after that down to wash and iron.

Actually I can do tomorrow but tomorrow seems like my job is getting more and more. I will only lighten my burden.

It didn't take long for me to take a shower. Because I'm the kind of person who's afraid of water. Let's say I'm a cat demon.

Heading down there was already a Aunt who was putting dirty clothes in the washing machine.

"Let me just bi."

Aunt looked over and smiled. "Non take a break for your holy aunt."

"Later mad mama bi if you know aunty who nyuci."

Aunt sighed softly. "Judah, we work together."

I nodded in spirit. "Where does Asep bi work?"

"Alhamdulillah smoothly non. Thanks for not finding a place for your aunt."

"Yes, no one else's home either." I said while putting soap in the washing machine.

"Sister Asep his house is very big non many servants as well."

I shut auntie's mouth fast. "Don't be so hard." My whisper. "This is our secret."

Aunt nodded quickly. "Sorry non aunty gatau." Aunt whispered reply.

"Auntie if you need anything say I'm a yes."

Aunt smile. "Thank you, non. Not much help to aunt."

"Sama-sama. Oh, Asep's sister is a doctor what's a bi?"

"Non cardiac specialists."

I'm silent, heart specialist?

"What a great deal Asep." I clapped my hands cheerfully. "It must be this bi."

Aunt laughed softly. "Let's have aunty's off we eat-eat ya non."

I nodded with spirit. I'm proud of the aunt who could raise Asep's sister to be like this.

Asep's sister is very lucky to have a mother like an aunt. Ever since Asep's brother lived in my village, I haven't been able to visit him. Maybe tomorrow after my assignment is done I'll visit.

"Non's eating?"

I nodded, I haven't eaten since. Last meal with Lia dikantin fitting break. Even on the beach I also do not eat anything even though James has offered a variety of food like a waiter to customers.

And I just felt hungry.

"Do you want to make fried rice?"

Fried rice? I haven't used that food in a long time.it's the food I've always wanted when in Korea. And that food is the favorite food of Koreans.

"May bi."

"Aunt Masakin ya back."

While waiting for my aunt to reach for the iron. To save time but before that I looked at my phone which was back on.

I'm upstairs.

What does Mark's message mean? Upstairs? Above where?

I thought for a second, then I understood what it meant. That guy must have been in my room by now.

Tomorrow I'm gonna lock my patent window so Mark can't get in. Now that guy has started visiting every day coming to my room.

I don't know what he's doing. But he'll be gone after I fall asleep.

I was honestly curious about Mark's attitude. Why does that guy always stick with me.

Doesn't he know I'm often bullied for being seen with him.

Even so Mark will always come like a super hero when I'm in bulli.

I better get back at it.

“Ngapain in my room?”

Ting!

Very quickly he replied.

“Gue will wait for you to go up to room.”

I snorted irritatedly as my fingers danced back on the screen.

“I'm still ironing.”

“Gue waitin.” The reply. Look at him so stubborn.

I'd better iron and go upstairs before Mark's horn comes out.

After getting to know more about Mark I gradually know the nature of Mark.

The guy is firm and undeniable. He doesn't want to be heard, but he wants to be heard.

It is not uncommon for me to argue with him just because of trivial matters.

"Where will the fried rice be placed?"

Auntie came with a plate of fried rice in her hand. "Put it on the table and I'll eat it up."

"Let aunt continue to eat nothing."

I'm shaking. "It's also over now."

It only took me five minutes to complete my task. Tidying things into place,

"Udah finished all now aunt rest." I told aunt.

"Non's also resting."

I nodded then rousing the fried rice and brought it to my room. "Thank you for the fried rice."

After getting a nod from my aunt I headed straight for the second floor to my room.

I don't know what Mark is doing right now. I have to throw him out immediately.

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