The Beginning of a Famous Writer

Two men who loved Indri

ARDI POV

I was very surprised by Dinda's arrival at Hanif's house.

I know Indri is not ready for this. It was she who went straight away and left Dinda alone in the doorway. While he passed into the room and locked himself in there.

I am very familiar with Indri's character, he is a hard person, but his feelings are very subtle. A little problem has disturbed his mind, and also he is the person of emotion, maybe the nature of the Father who inherited emotion.

But behind his attitude like that, he is actually kind, and loving.

And he also I see when troubled with others, always willing to forgive and never vengeful.

But I was also very surprised, why his hatred for Dinda so deep. What made him hate him so much, but in his blood flowed the same blood.

One day, I dared to ask Indri what made him hate Dinda so much.

But I was surprised, instead of answering, he was crying as it would be.

I gave her time to cry, letting go of all the tightness in her chest. So that by itself he stopped, and began to speak.

He told me everything that stuck in his heart. He told me how he had felt so far, he hated Dinda because, since the presence of Dinda his father never again financed his needs. Although all his needs have been met by his grandparents, but what he loves, even though you never contact him. Though the times have been increasingly sophisticated, there has been a cellphone but not once you call and ask the news.

He also told me when he met the Father last time, at that time the Father returned home because the grandmother who was going to Hajj, he was long enough in the village at that time, he was, only a few reached the father in the village, he borrowed Indri to call Dinda, with the incident increasingly accumulating hatred in his heart, while he who was left for years never once contacted.

And not enough to get there, already his father left him and married again, the return wound he inched a wound, I could take his son and his new wife to the village, without thinking about the feelings of Indri and mother.

Why can't you hold back a little to not take your child and wife to the village. Does he not think how we feel? Does it not occur to him that this will further foster hatred in the heart, seeing them together, like a complete family. My heart is getting sliced.

Not to be there, he also regretted as long as he had the status of a Father, although it was separated by the distance and presence of his stepmother and brother, although, from thirteen months old Indri to 19 years old Indri only met three times with his Father, until his Father was called almighty, as if there was no gap for him to see his Father for the last time, while his other brother watched and even held the body of his Father.

Until now, he had never seen the grave.

Since then, he felt he was not expected. From a small abandoned and already big as not expected his presence.

That is how Indri feels.

It's not that I've never been to reconcile his heart with reality. But he who is stubborn and head remains adamant with his feelings.

But at the time of Dinda's presence I was made dumbfounded he was already heartened to forgive and really apart from the shackles of hatred.

I'm so grateful for that. And also looks Indri has started to get familiar with Dinda. No, there are many similarities between them, and most of all the same blood flows.

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THE POV BANG HANIF

I never hated my brothers, maybe because I lived with them when the Father was still there, at that time I was the first time to wander. The power of brotherhood is so close between us.

But Indri did not want to listen, he still insisted that you never loved him.

Many times I give advice, but the answer remains the same, if you love me there will be no third person in our family.

I'm really complicated thinking about this.

And once Indri was angry with me. Because he considered me to be able to accept his other brother, he considered me not to think of the feeling and also did not love him anymore.

I gave an answer that his assumption was wrong. I explained that you still love him. I explained Father who did not contact because he could not because the feeling of guilt had first controlled his soul and heart.

And I also explained that I love him the same as I love Dinda. But my answer is like a boomerang to myself. The stubborn Indri did not accept that. He was so good at answering that I was cornered.

It can't be the same unfortunately bang, I'm the brother with you you equate unfortunately with the only brother? We were once in the same womb. We're big because Asi's the same. Why can you equate your love between me and him. While our mothers are different.

I haven't answered yet, he's back in his voice.

Take your two hands. Which hands do you use most often, which hands help you the most, which hands you need the most. And so are we. Which is closer to you. I am really disappointed in you. Cerous.

At that time I was out of words.

Since then Indri has not been like me. It was like limiting the distance to me.

But after he got married and had a child. Our relationship is starting to improve. Since then I have never talked about another brother with him.

I try to keep his feelings. So that the seeds of hatred no longer appear on its foundation. I always pray that Indri can forgive and accept the reality that is happening in our family.

Until the moment Dinda arrived home. I was really frustrated at that time.

Thinking about my mother's feelings, Indri's feelings, and also I couldn't possibly kick Dinda out.

I'm dilemma. At that time I just surrendered. Whatever happens, it's the best.

After Dinda entered, I immediately prayed magrib. And continued by praying, begging that the heart that is covered with hatred, can forgive.

I leave everything to the creator, he is the one who turns back the human heart.

We talked in the living room. I present om as a substitute for the Father for us, in order to remember this problem.

After going through many debates and explanations from Dinda about the Father.

Finally, ibuk and Indri were able to forgive and free themselves from the kennecian who had been gnawing at him for years.

Now I have and love my sister, without hiding anymore.