The Destiny of Miana's Love

TCM 27'S

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Surya was silent on the wooden chair that already looked faded paint color. His eyes scanned the living room, the medicine in his hands still he held, still waiting for his eldest son to get him some drinking water. While his wife–Miranti does not look sincerely massaging his shoulder. Miranti's mouth was busy chattering without pause, bringing up a mistake that was so fatal because of it.

Miana waited for the water to boil in a whistled teapot. I don't know where some of the furniture in this kitchen came from. Bi Num just explained that there are good people who are willing to lend. Very grateful, Bi Num is still willing to follow his family who is in the midst of this disaster. If there was no Bi Num, surely Miana would be in trouble herself.

"Mother Mia" call Bi Num. He brought a plate of tempeh and handed it to Miana. "Where do you eat? In the living room or here? Bi Num was afraid, mama was angry because she had not gotten used to a place like this." Bi Num scanned the non-constrained kitchen and dining area.

Miana smiled bitterly, remembering the words of the endless mama brought up this place she provided far from comfortable. He almost spent his salary just to pay for the house for the next month. "Try it, just take it forward, Bi. We eat together there."

Together with that whistling sound that buzzed from the teapot that was boiling water diverted Miana's attention. Soon he made a warm tea for papa.

While arranging the rice and side dishes at the guest table, Sisil came by stomping his feet. "Sister, is that why the water died, anyway? Make a bad mood. Before paying tuh make sure first, the completeness of the facilities, can not, anyway!"

"Sil, use the existing water first. Bi Num said it was the same one who had. It will be repaired tomorrow too. Times like this, just felt right, how to save water."

"Cock so fuck me!"

"Udah-ud. Stoop! You guys, if you meet, you'll fight for the job!" Miranti stared dejectedly at Miana and Sisil alternately.

"You again! Why the hell, if you take something not to see first. Baby, the money. Want to use your money trus arbitrarily so look for cheap original contracts. You know, Sisil is also allergic to dust. Whether it's not for your sister, you should think," Miranti sneered at Miana.

Bi Num came because he heard a noise in the living room. He had finished seeing the water repairman repair the channel that was cut off because the hose broke. Found Miana again got a complaint from Miranti her inner pain did not accept. "Non Sisil's. The water is on fire. Please take a shower."

Without the ba-bi-bu, Sisil passed, while Miana was seen sighing heavily and approached papa who was still down holding her forehead. "Papa, eat first, yeah! Trus take medicine! Bi Num has prepared papa's room. So, papa can rest soon."

"Sisil will be angry if we eat without him, Mia." Surya stared softly at Miana.

"Papa, why do you still think Sisil? Papa this is sick, you know. There's no harm in eating first." Miana immediately picked up the rice along with the side dishes, preparing to feed papa.

"Why? You don't like it! Papa turns out to love Sisil more than you. Your overall?" miranti said cynically.

"Ma," Surya, warn Miranti.

Growing concern Miana felt this reality. It's true what mama said, papa loves Sisil more. Evidently in a state of illness papa still think about Sisil.

Miana put the plate on Surya's lap. "Alright, please papa wait for Sisil. Miana to the room first." He was not that strong to hold his will. Passing in front of mom is one way to keep the heart from getting slashed because of his words.

Surya looked at meu Miana's departure. He could see the disappointed look of his eldest child's face, even though the face was partially covered in messy hair.

Bi Num followed Miana who disappeared behind the room. He knocked slowly on the room door and immediately got a speech from Miana.

Bi Num also sat on the edge of the mattress gently rubbing Miana's vibrating back fondly. "There are times when we need to let go of our emotions. Please cry, clear everything. To ease our burden. Aunty's shoulder is always there for Mia. Great kid, Auntie. His idol Hasan," said Bi Num tried to comfort Miana by mentioning the name of her son who was attending school in the village.

Miana turned around and finished her cry on BI Num's shoulder. He is not that strong to resist his annoyance, disappointment and anger.

In sufficient sense, Miana immediately broke away from Bi Num. He smiled even though his hands were busy wiping his tears. "For a long time, did not exchange chat with Hasan. What's her rank, Bi?" miana asked in her mouth.

Aunty smiled remembering the boy she left in the village with her relatives. "He was disappointed yesterday because he could not win one more, like Mia Mbak. In fact, he's crying, you know. Moreover, getting a shipment from Mba Mia, it" recalls Bi Num.

That's how Miana, she always took the time to give parcels to the children of Bi Num, if Bi Num will go home.

"No matter what, this second grade, he must have studied even more."

"O, yes, Bi, sorry. Mia's body still stinks, hasn't had a bath since noon." Miana grimaced, while opening her jacket.

"Ehm, the pantes from earlier smell asem. Shower spout, gih. The hunt's getting night. Eat it, yes! Aunty will roll out the folding mattress here. Mia's mom slept in the bed."

"Auntie is normal, sleep downstairs. Aunty does not want, Mia will feel uncomfortable again." Aunt holds Miana's hand and smiles reassuringly.

"Lagain, this big aunt's body is afraid of falling later," Bi Num quipped with her humorous behavior.

"But in the old house, the bed was slashed Bi. Well this, just a thin mattress like this. How's aunt pegel-pegel going?" miana.

"Udah. Don't think about it, Auntie. Non Sisil must have finished that shower. Buruan, it's a really big night, you know."

Without much protest, Miana reached for the towel Bi Num had prepared. "Yes, Bi."

Miana walked out of the room to the bathroom next to the kitchen, she opened her only bathroom, a simple cubicle without a shower, with chipped wall paint here. Inside there is a bathtub size of 1x 1 meter to accommodate water. With a squat closet over there.

Miana smiled amusedly imagining Sisil's reaction for the first time. He recalled as a child when they were on vacation in the village owned by the father, every want to throw away, Sisil always asked him to accompany him to the end. So that he did not want to return to the village until his grandmother died.

Miana took a quick shower, especially when it was so late.

After that, even though my aunt told me to eat. Miana refused to eat. He soon learned to remember tomorrow morning there will be a repeat. He glanced at his cell phone that was charging. Return to see the incoming message that he has not been able to reply.

[Your tumben doesn't work?] Arga.

A message from Arga caught his attention. Seen from the time of sending the message, four hours had passed. He also gave dozens of tired stickers in reply to messages. He thought Arga had fallen asleep considering that time had already shown ten nights.

[Don't forget to learn. Watch out, later the position of class champion will be shifted if you do not study really.]Arga

[Lo, tell me?😅] Reply Miana.

Miana then switched to replying to another message, and giggled in disdain.

[No way, I let easily Naruto 🤧,] reply Miana.

Miana chuckles at the thought of Arga's infuriating reaction.

[Oh, Sakura, seems to be underestimating me,"] Arga.

[Hey, why, Lo be the same as me Sakura? Why not Hinata🤔😫?"] Miana's.

Do not feel tired can be decomposed by colliding absurd messages with Arga. Still discussing the cartoon character of the Duaribuan legend, Miana occasionally glanced at Bi Num who had been lulled into the dream realm without being disturbed by his activities.

Miana shuffled from her study to join her retreat beside Bi Num. He stroked the surface of the floor mattress and then turned on the tired face of Bi Num. It would be unfair or disrespectful if he slept on top. Slowly Miana's eyes felt heavy and fell asleep ignoring the phone in hand.

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The sound of spoons and dishes that accidentally collide when in the wash, in the morning blind. Miana immediately woke up and looking for the origin of the sound, she smiled to find Bi Num was already busy in the kitchen.

"Mia, help what, Bi?" ask Miana.

"Auntie, can be alone, mbak Mia. But if it's a real maksa, it can be dried plate, with the cloth." Bi Num pointed at the folded cloth next to the pile of dishes.

After helping Bi Num a little in the kitchen, Miana was rushing to clean up, because she did not want Sisil who always acted as the queen in this house to wake up early, so that he can bang on the door when he takes a shower later.

Sure enough, when Miana came out, Sisil had already kept a sour face from waiting for her. "Gapain for a long time, anyway! Not going to be more beautiful too, even a shower an hour."

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