The Dandelion Motel

Miss Rose

" Yakkp... Dante! Stop storytelling and go see grandma inside!" Rosaline half yelled at Dante who was teasing her.

"Isn't that an interesting plot, brother ? I think I'm talented as a writer." Dante's eyes glared with a wide smile on his lips.

"Imagine it's gonna be a best-seller novel and I'm gonna make a lot of money for our family."

"Silly storytelling,ckckck..." Rosaline's lips clucked at the ridiculous ravings of her mere puppet sister.

Actually, Dante made an impromptu fairy tale to seduce and avoid the tantrums of his brother.

"But before that materializes.., pocket money," Dante thrusts his hand preparing to receive a note from his brother.

"You want to die?" threaten Rosaline complete with a wide gaze towards Dante as if to remove her eye seeds.

"You've only been home since you played last night and now you dare to ask for pocket money, huh ?" after a deadly gaze now added both hands of Rosaline perched on her slender waist.

Dante shuddered and immediately ran away in the fog leaving his brother at the reception desk of his parents' motel.

"Ckckckkck!" rosaline grumbled still with her angry expression.

Dante steps into the motel at the very back of the motel where he, his sister and grandmother live.

"Mom, grandma...."

Dante tried to call his grandmother, his eyes looking into every corner of the room but his grandmother wasn't there even in his grandmother's favorite rocking chair. His feet stepped towards the kitchen and sure enough his grandmother was there making a mess of his kitchen space. Furniture and food on the floor.

"Grandmother...!" Dante shouted and immediately ran over as his grandmother tried to turn on the gas stove. It seems like grandma is acting again, usually she spends all day sitting in her favorite rocking chair while watching tv to fall asleep. But when Grandma said she must have messed up like today.

And what is this smell? It's no stranger to Dante. His feet were wet, almost half the floor of the kitchen was inundated with water.

"Sister... grandma pees!"

Dante approaches his brother, spontaneously distracting Rosaline who is struggling with the bookkeeping motel.

"Sir, grandma's urinating again!"

This is what Rosaline's life is like. Being the backbone of the family is not enough for him. He even had to be a nurse for his grandmother who is dementia and also a guardian for his little brother.

Fate is cruel, before she became a favorite daughter for her parents exactly until 9 years ago before the tragedy occurred.

But time has betrayed him. At the age of 20, he had to lose both his parents at once. His father died tragically in the hands of his own mother. And now although his mother is still alive but they are separated. Prison bars separate them.

At a young age Rosaline must be able to be independent, lucky she still has a motel relics of both parents. But running a motel business is also not an easy thing at his age, especially he still has to raise his younger brother who was 11 years old at the time followed by his grandmother who suffered from dementia. The tragedy was like a big blow to his grandmother, he saw with his own eyes when his favorite boy was lying stiffly covered with blood on the floor and not someone else who finished him off but his own daughter-in-law, wife of her child.

How have you met the same "Rosaline" who is beautiful but bar-bar and his sister "Dante" who is handsome, funny but silly. The troublemaker who always ngerepotin his brother but very dear also brother and grandmother ?

The next chapter we will be acquainted with "Leon" and how their story began.

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