
In the morning, Aira woke up from her sleep. He observed the room he had just occupied one night. He closed his eyes, sighing softly before he finally moved from the bed towards the bathroom. Aira washed her face and brushed her teeth before getting off to the first floor.
Aira slowly climbed every step of the stairs in her house. He saw someone in the kitchen. I can be sure it must be a maid here. Aira headed for the kitchen to help.
"Bi, I'm helping you" Aira said kindly.
"Eh non, do not need non, let aunty, this is already aunty's duty" said the ART.
"No matter bi, I'm used to it" said Aira while reaching for vegetables to cut.
"Aduh, do not be bullied or non, if your willpower can be scolded" fear ART.
"Not going bi" Aira said casually.
"I help you, let's finish" continued Aira. Finally the maid could only leave. He continued his work with the help of his employer's son. In his heart he wondered why also his master's son was awake, but the new hour showed at half 5 am.
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Risa went down the stairs still with her nightgown. She used to get up early to prepare for her husband's needs. But today he woke up a bit late because all night he was tired of crying. He felt guilty for Aira who had not been getting any affection from him all along.
Risa intends to cook for her husband. It is common for him to cook even though with the help of a maid to prepare the ingredients. But when she reached the kitchen, Risa saw a dining table that was ready with some food.
"Lho bi, how are you doing?"ask Risa.
"Eh, yes nyah, this was a cooking aunt in the same help non Aira" replied the aunt.
"Where's the water now?"ask Risa.
"Non Aira's in the room, taking a shower" replied the aunt. Risa looks to nod her head. He saw the neat dining table. He did not think if the child who had not been beside him was very diligent. Maybe because her mother Aira was an ART, so Aira was used to homework, Risa thought.
"Mama"call Aira.
"Why are you here?"ask Aira. It was not easy for Aira to say the word mama. But he had to try not to offend his parents.
"Emm, mama was expecting you, said your aunt again taking a shower" Risa said.
"You call Aida baby, let me call your dad, we have breakfast together" Risa continued. Aira nodded. He immediately passed towards his twin sister's room. Risa soon passed by her room.
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Aira knocked on the door of her twin sister's room several times but there was no sign the door would open. Even several times Aira shouted the name of her twin brother, and the result was still the same. For a long time he stood at the door. Finally with fear, Aira grabbed the door handle and turned it around. Turns out the door wasn't locked.
Aira opened the door wide and she saw Aida still curled up under her thick selimit. Aira walked over to Aida's bed. He looked around Aida's room, which was almost the same as his. Only a few photo figures distinguish.
Aira searched every corner of her brother's room. Neatest. One word was implied in Aira's mind at that time. He also saw a picture of his parents with Aida wearing a kebaya and a trophy in his hand. You can guess that photo is a photo of Aida's graduation at Junior High School.
After being satisfied to look at Aida's room, Aira tried to wake her brother up.
"Aida, get up" said Aira shaking Aida's shoulder. Feeling that her sleep was disturbed, Aida blinked her eyes slowly. When the eyes really opened, he saw the girl who had a face exactly like her.
"Wake up, said mom, make breakfast together" Aira said. Aida yawned while nodding. He positioned himself sitting on the dashboard of the bed.
"How can you get in my room?"ask Aida.
"Sorry, the door was not locked" replied Aira. Aida nodded her head understandingly. He looked at his brother with happiness and gratitude.
"Thanks is back" said Aida. Aira smiled and nodded. He had no intention of answering Aida's words. He still needs time for all this.
"Mandi, keep down breakfast" Aira said as she exited Aida's room. Aida just smiled bitterly at her twin sister who could not accept this situation.
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