
"Sister!" I who woke up a little late immediately ran towards the bottom. I just remember today Arzhan left to go to the exhibition.
"What's up, son?" ask Papa who just finished breakfast. Fateeh was surprised to see me.
"Where's brother Arzhan? Has he left already? I haven't met him, Pah."
"I'm here."
The sound came from the stairs. He went down and was followed by the waiter who was carrying the suitcase. Fearful. That's how I feel.
"I haven't left yet. What's up?" Arzhan walked towards the dining table. I followed him and sat facing him.
"Mama's still mad, Pah?" tanyakanya.
"No, your mom is cleaning up in the room. We'll be traveling later in the afternoon."
My eyes now turned to Papa. He looked at me meaningfully.
"I'm leaving. Then, who's Iksia with in this house?" tanyanya.
"My face. Yeah, well, am I not considered in this house?"
"You come home often at night. Then I'll cancel my exhibition."
"We'll go three. Iksia also came. Your mother feels guilty and wants to take Iksia for a walk."
"What's the school, Pah? He has to go to school."
"His head is still sore, so it can be used as an excuse for a few days' clearance."
"That's right, Pah. School can not be for reasons of headaches, why the streets can?" keukeuh Fateeh's.
"We'll just stay at the villa."
"Thank God." Arzhan.
Not for a walk, Papa and Mama will hide me somewhere, somewhere.
"Sir, tar's out of my way to take you to meet someone."
"That woman? Why not video call first, brother. Let's not meet awkward."
"Well, that's real. Breakfast, yeah."
"Hm." I'm nodding.
I'm afraid I won't meet him, brother.
"It's time I left. Fear of being stuck on the street."
My heart stopped when I heard Arzhan's words. He got up to say goodbye to Papa, Fateeh, and walked up to me. He squatted down so he could look me in the face.
"Hey, are you okay?" tanyanya while holding my hand. As hard as I can to hold back tears.
"Don't be sad, dong. Ugly it was." He pinched both of my cheeks. I heard Papa inhale and throw him away with a brat. After that he left.
"Wait for me to go home, yeah. There's something I want to give you."
"Why not now?"
"Later, it's a surprise."
"Can't right now, please."
Arzhan laughing.
"Wait three more days and see what I'll give you."
"Sister."
Arzhan kissed my forehead, "Pamit, yes. Take good care of yourself. Don't be naughty and don't make Mama angry."
I held his hand so he wouldn't leave.
"What's wrong?"
"hugs."
He laughed, then pulled my body and hugged her.
"That's so much, anyway, that's sick."
"Switch."
"Why?" tanya Arzhan and Fateeh almost in unison.
"My stomach hurts again."
"Are you okay?" ask Arzhan. Spontaneously she was holding my stomach.
"Strugged, Brother. Aduuuhh." I whimper.
Arzhan stroked her gently as he said, "Stomach, don't be naughty huh. Don't let our Iksia be in pain."
"Udah, enough. Udah. I'll go to the room first, yeah. Be careful on the road. Take care of your health and eat regularly. Don't let your sister get sick and take care of another woman like she used to."
Arzhan whispered, "Are you jealous?"
"Very! So don't act up."
Arzhan ruffled my hair. "I'm pampering. Fateeh, big brother first. A real college."
Arzhan's gone. My body went limp as soon as I saw him disappear at the front door there.
Son, we won't see your father again.
"Eh, this. He's video calling."
Fateeh broke my daydream.
"Taraa." Fateeh confronts her phone while it is connected.
"Damn, ugly! I haven't had a shower." He was embarrassed when he faced me.
"Beautiful, sister."
She smiled shyly.
"Eh, why is that his head?" tanyanya.
"Yes, I haven't told you. My sister fell and her forehead ripped."
"Switch, but it's okay now, isn't it? I'll take you maen, deh. Wanna not? Let it not hurt anymore."
"I want to go with mom and dad, brother. I don't know when we'll meet in person. But please take care of my brother, yes. Make him a better person. Make him a grown man who is not scolded papa continues."
"Sad, yeah. You are a very grown man."
"I may have a concussion of the brain so I'm an adult."
The three of us laughed.
"I like to be jealous sometimes. He often tells me about you. I envy you not because you guys are real sodara but Fateeh loves you so much. Every time he meets he tells me about you. He even laughed because he got a burn from you, Iksia."
I turned to Fateeh who had a side to me. He pushed my face away.
"Lu is ugly when viewed up close."
"So, I have to read it too." I pushed back his face.
"Hey, guys. Stop fighting."
We laughed again.
Thank you for giving me such sweet memories before I leave, brother.
I hugged Fateeh while crying. He was surprised and astonished too. He asked but I ignored him.
"Let's call again, bye." He closed his conversation with his girlfriend.
"What's wrong? Why do you look sad this morning. Same story as me, Dek."
"Udah diem, hug what's hard."
"Yes, yes." He patted my back. I cried so much in my arms Fateeh.
"Son, are you all right?" ask me when we were on the plane.
"I miss Brother Fateeh and Brother Arzhan."
"You made this happen yourself."
"Here you go, Ma."
Is correct. I'm wrong so it's a risk I have to take. No, it's not a risk but a punishment for me.
I hope Brother Arzhan reads the letter I kept in his safe.
Honey ... if I read this letter, it means I'm far away from you. I don't even know where I'm going. I just want to live alone in peace.
Promise me that no matter what happens after I leave, keep the secret between us. Let our love be the secret we will carry to death. Do all this for me.
There has been a lot of pain and disappointment that I have given to our parents, lest our relationship make them more hurt. Promise, Brother.
I will make the promise of brother as a proof of brother's love for me. Prove that you really love me and not just my body.
I love you my orchid man
All the happiness, affection, luxury and all that I did not have is now gone. Lost because of a sin I deeply regret.
Even he, my fetus must also bear it. He would be born without a father. The sins that everyone must commit.
Momy's sorry, son.