The Destiny of Miana's Love

TCM 41'S

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A slap landed on Miana's cheek. Perih, numbness and extreme pain he felt. The pain was created by his mother, Miranti.

"Then my mom said, Miana! Don't make it up to Mama!"

Miana shook her head not understanding because the mother slapped her. "Miana doesn't understand, Ma," said Miana. His eyes suddenly heated up to get a welcome when he just came home from work. His tired body piled up as he found the anger of the mother.

Miranti was losing control as Sisil's sobs were caught in her sense of hearing. He approached his eldest son who was still wearing a shop uniform. Both of her hands held Miana's face with furious eyes lit up. He turned the face to focus on Sisil who was curled up on his bed.

"Look!" Miranti pointed at Sisil who was now sobbing more and more, drowning her face on the pillow.

Miana just got home from work, and she was confused by what happened to her sister. "Skewers,"

"Because of you, she was dumped by Bian. Satisfied you, now. Pleased!" Miranti pushed Miana until her body fell on the floor.

"Mrs," cried Bi Num.

"Shut up! Don't interfere in my family's affairs. This is not your domain! Go," Miranti ordered when Bi Num was about to enter Sisil's room.

Frightened, Bi Num was forced to leave. However, seeing Miana's face trying to smile there made her even more squeezed in her heart.

The existence of Bi Num was supposed to remind Miranti to be more in control. However, Miranti was not disturbed. In fact, the neighbor next to the house could have heard a rowdy in his house.

"Sil. What's going on?" miana asked, starting to sit up.

"Don't pretend you are!" Miranti returned to rebuke Miana.

"Ma, Miana really doesn't know what's going on," Miana's rebut raised her voice. Tired, tired of heart and body becomes the target of the mother.

Sisil wakes up and grabs Miana's hair. "Dian break me, brother! He broke me," roared Sisil. Slowly the grip of his hand loosened along with his body that he deliberately threw on the floor. Part of her hair was blocking her beautiful face that had fallen apart.

The pain in her hair has not gone away. Now Miana felt the pain of seeing Sisil. What he feared happened, Bian must be provoked by anger so he decided Sisil unilaterally. "You're making a mistake about him, Sil," he said.

While Miranti sat on a mattress with a couch. He held the base of his nose which was pulsating to face his youngest child.

Although hesitating, Miana slowly grabbed Sisil's shoulder to just calm him down. There is no rejection. There, Sisil sobs more and more often and vibrates.

"Quiet, Sil," said Miana.

Miana stroked Sisil's back affectionately. He almost forgot, when he last hugged Sisil like this.

"Bian must have come back to you."

"Surely he doesn't know what he's doing."

"What can I do for you?"

"Enough, Brother!" Sisil pushed back Miana. A frustrated and sad look was there.

"Why the hell, brother. You should be my brother. Why, anyway!" Sisil stood with his hands pointing to Miana's face.

Of course it seemed to be an invisible slap for Miana. It hurts a lot more than my mom's hand. Sisil had even regretted his brotherhood.

With the rest of his heart shapelessly crushed he rested on Sisil's study table to stand.

"Sil, with what you did to me. Even if, I won't hold a grudge against you, Sil. But when you rejected me today. It's a lot more painful, Sil." Miana squeezed her chest that was getting claustrophobic.

"You deserve that, brother. You, know!" Sisil again pointed at Miana despite the tears still breaking. "Every guy I like is gonna like you. That's what makes me feel like I have a brother like you!"

Miranti who had been silent to hold the rumble in her chest stood between the two.

"Sissles. Save your tears. You don't have to be afraid anymore. Because Miana is not your sister!"

Time seems to stop. The voices from outside the house slowly disappeared. Lonely, silent. It was as if the entire city had suddenly died.

Neither Sisil, Miranti or Miana were all speechless. Especially with Miana, her heart slipped hearing Miranti's confession. "What?"

Miana looked at Miranti, with tears beginning to run down the river on her cheeks. "Did I hear wrong?" lirih Miana's.

"Mama is conscious and very conscious." Miranti smiled cynically.

"Mirand!" The firm and heavy sound of Surya made the whole room distract him. It looks like Surya has just come from work, complete with a shirt and suit that he has placed on his arm. The briefcase is also still in your hands.

"Papa," said Miana, Miranti and Sisil in unison.

"What's this about? Why is it all a fuss here?" surya resolute. He put whatever he brought on Sisil's desk and scanned the mess back.

"Your beloved son repeatedly hurt Sisil. Now, does mama still deserve to think she's a child!"

"Quite Miranti!" Solar yelling. His eyes alternately saw his two children, both wrapped in tears.

"Pa, is Miana really not papa-mama's son?" asked Miana softly. Hopefully what has been spinning in his mind can be tepis by the papa.

"Mia–"

"It's time to be honest, Pa! He's grown up. He's an adult." Miranti hugged Sisil's shoulder which was still as he pleased.

"Mirand!" Surya was about to raise his hand on Miranti's cheek. However, Miana quickly held her hand.

"Don't, Pa. Mia, please, no!" Miana cried even more tightly grasping Surya's hand.

"Look!" Surya snapped at Miranti with perfectly round eyes glinting with held anger. The hand pointed at Miana who was holding her hand. "He whom you consider not your son, loves you more!" Press Surya at the end he said.

"We've agreed from the beginning on Miranti. We're not going to talk about this anymore. Did you forget!"

Miana let go of Surya's hand slowly. At first he wanted to shake off a new reality in his life. But Surya has strengthened his conjecture. His lips were tightly clenched. He was tired of crying. However, his body's reaction said another. His body trembled as tears began to break again.

Miranti, Sisil and Surya could only be silent with their respective thoughts.

"So, who's Miana, Pa?"

Surya turned his head and looked fully at Miana. So too with Sisil.

The sun was shaking as if something had just come to light. "What are you talking about, Mia. You're papa's son. Papa's son!" Surya grabbed Miana and carried her into her arms. "No one can deny this. Because you're Papa's son."

"Papa don't have to lie" said Miana.

"Miana. Don't test Papa."

"Now, go back to the room. And don't think of this," Surya's command slightly lowered his voice on Miana. Slowly he took off his embrace. Giving his eldest son space to win himself.

Quickly, Miana immediately exited Sisil's room. As soon as he reached his room, he immediately rushed to Bi Num who was already there.

That old face was also no different from Miana. However, he tried to hold back his tears. However, the saltwater from the lacrimation gland remained out as an emotional form from within him.

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"Why did you break up Sisil?" ask Bayu.

Bian was sipping a mint-flavored tobacco mill, which he placed between his index and middle fingers. He suctioned and slowly released in the form of thin smoke from his mouth.

Bian only glanced at a glance and rolled his eyeballs. Without intending to answer the question of his best friend, who he knew since entering High School. Sitting on a motorbike. Not far from sitting.

"Ck. I'm afraid that you're like that." Bayu also pressed the lighter, then ignited it at the end of the mill. Quickly the billowing white smoke floated freely in the air. He scanned the flickering lights of vehicles that move along with their respective goals.

The silence between them was increasingly swallowed with the noise coming from the exhaust of the vehicle.

Downstream the bustle of the capital's residents does not disturb both. As if it had become the rhythm of their 'trivial' night. Not them exactly, but just Bian. As for Bayu, he is the definition of a true friend in difficult times also happy. Lucky only, girlfriend Bayu–Riska, never protested even though it was always in the duakan number. He is immune and understands.

Bian grinds Putung cigarette with his white sports shoes. He fixed a leather jacket that wrapped his body. Get down from the pillar of the bridge as high as one and a half meters and approach Bayu. "Find the chick, yuk!"

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Ck Ck Ck, I'm also a girl' loh, A' Bian.🤭