The Sky for Ara

Heart Piece

"Salasika Arabella, have a chat, yuk!" bring Aro.

Before Ara could answer, Vanya had already returned from the kitchen carrying two dishes full of sausages and fries. "In this refrigerator, there is nothing to cook," said Vanya while putting the two white plates on the table.

"Mommy don't eat kayak gini, Mi. I've reminded you so many times, you know!" ara protested while turning the eyeballs.

"Yes, Madam Midwife. Mami khilaf, abis kayak gini fast food and practical," always Vanya without hesitation took one piece of sausage and ate it in one feed. "Let's eat, mumpung still warm. Go to the room first, yeah!"

"Mi, don't stay in the room. We haven't finished talking, Mi," stop Ara, but don't make Vanya stay.

"Love Mami time, darling. Mommy can't be rash for such a big thing."

Vanya actually went back to her room. Ara looked sadly at her mama's back.

"What did Ra say to your mom?" Cici was curious.

"I asked my mother to convert to Islam, I said that," said Ara in an annoyed tone.

Cici got up from her seat, she got a video call from someone.

In her centile style Cici answered the call.

"I'm at my brother's house, baby. Where are you again? you know, justin later I say again can not find me .. I do not want ...."

Cici's voice increasingly disappeared along with her who was away, she entered into the guest room.

"Ra, wonder I'm the same sodara lo. Brand she tuh muslimah clothes, appearance she naudzubillah. Her fashion design is special for Muslims, but the designer himself smells of hell sirotul mustakim," Omar jokes make Ara grunt annoyed.

"Shiratal Mustaqim is the bridge between hell to heaven, not the name of hell, dodol!" ralat Aro chuckled. "The bridge that is thin beyond the hair and sharp beyond the sword, beneath it is a torrent of hellfire that is ready to burn anyone who falls into it. Only the faithful can pass through. Is it Pil?"

"That's why I still do things that don't reflect a believer," ketus Ara made Omar laugh mocking Aro.

"Sister Omar also, the prayer after reading the short surah ruku' used to be prostrated."

"Oncom, so if I pray again!" ledek Aro's.

"Where do I want to see if you pray once a week doang pas abis mabok," reply Omar meledek Aro.

"Mas! do you pray once a week?" ara tuding.

"No, Pil," said Aro, kicking Omar's antler, "ngaco lo if you say. I pray every day even though it is late, Pil," Erat Aro.

"Don't be late too, Mom!"

"Udah, I'd like to talk to you both. Ayok ah!" Aro moved while pulling Ara's wrist to get out of the living room. Smoke from sausages and french fries is getting thinner a sign that the two foods have begun to warm. Omar freely ate it without any Aro who often told him to diet

Aro brought Ara outside the house, sitting on a chair made of teak wood. On the edge there is a round table with a white tablecloth, but it is very dirty. It seems like it hasn't been replaced for a long time.

Aro told Ara to sit down, while she chose to crouch down in front of Ara. "Lo still mad at me?" tanya Aro looked up his head in order to meet Ara.

"Who is angry? ge er!"'s!" ketus Ara threw away her eyes while folding both hands on her chest.

"Gue asked you not to leave the mother's house, yes," Aro pleaded, his hands coiled around Ara's belly with his chin he placed on Ara's lap.

"Say first you won't leave your mother's house. If the house is sold, your mother can stay with your mother" Aro proposed without changing her position.

"Mas, please, Mas, don't get rich in gini."

I don't want you beating my heart this fast. I don't want you to feel the pounding of my chest that is bigger than the roar of the waves on this beach. I am not a coral in the strong ocean hit by the waves many times. I'm just Ara, always defeated by a thump in the chest.

"Mas, don't believe me I said!" Ara banging both shoulders Aro who even stood up using a hanker until now turned to hug Ara and put his chin on the niche of Ara's neck wrapped in a large hijab.

"A big brother can't hug his sister, Pil?" Aro seeks the truth of the treatment he has done.

"Mas, I don't want to!" Ara pushed Aro's shoulder with all her might, making Aro finally let go of her embrace and deliberately flopped until she lay on the floor.

Aro stretched out his hand, he closed his eyes tightly. Both legs are bent, with the left foot resting to the right.

"Pil, don't move. Don't get away from us, from me. No, Pil!" said Aro Lirih made Ara's heart melt, but did not want to lose.

"I want my mom to change, Mom. Mami will not be able to change if no one controls, I moved not far away. Must be going to mom's house every day."

"Later to soy sauce, nothing masakin. No one is concerned about your nutrition. You're so skinny, want to be skinny again?"

"Mas, don't talk as if you care about me. Since when did you not agree to move? aren't you the only one who never liked me was among you?"

"No need to talk, dodol!"

Aro sat up, he sidled closer to Ara. This time it was Ara's second leg that he hugged.

"Lo is getting bigger and stranger, everything I said is always taken seriously. Do you think I'm a big brother, Pil?"

Don't drop me deeper into this wrong and forbidden feeling. Don't be nice to me if it's just an illusion.

"Sorry, Mas. My decision is round. I hope Mas can understand. I should be next to Mommy."

"Nyokap you're evil, he even threw you out and now you're even written to him!"

"Mas, take care to talk to you. I don't like my mama being bullied like gini. Don't look for other people's faults to justify your opinion, Mom!"

Aro released a hug on Ara's leg. He stood up, but then bowed while whispering, "Gue wants to fail your marriage, you just wait. I know who Sakaf really is. You will be surprised if you know too, and when that happens I hope you are still near me. You'll know who I really am, Pil!"

That highly stressed sentence almost made Ara's heart escape from its place.

Aro leaves Ara in silence, failing to persuade Ara to stay at her mother's house. Aro immediately took Omar away from the house because he also had to arrive on the set before magrib.

Aro's car left the courtyard of Vanya's house. Aro left without saying goodbye. Carrying a piece of Ara's heart that is getting more and more days can not pull Aro's name in it.

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