The Son of Mr. Gifari

The brother?!

"Argh! " that roar again! I immediately snapped out of my sleep. Apparently it's still raining? It feels so good! I got up from the bed and walked to the window. I opened the curtain a little, and saw a flower garden that was wet with rain. Mmhh..... Why is this rain so beautiful? Ah yeah? I want to go out of the room..Perhaps grandma is sick again because of this rain 2?

One step, two steps, I gnawed my feet toward my grandmother's room door.When I was about to pass the big stairs I saw at the end of the stairs someone was sitting. I approached the golden iron2 that was stuck near the stairs, observing from afar the figure there. Heyo!? Isn't that the kid I saw this morning? What the hell is he doing? Her hair was tied up and looked so random. A moment later the girl left from there, I followed her to the last step. Then I found the girl pensively staring at the glass window soaked in rainwater. His back was shaking, like he was crying? She is why, huh? Did his mother leave him here?

"Mh?" I looked up to feel someone sweep my head.

"What is hmm?" that's papa. I set my eyes on the little girl there. Papa did the same thing, he seemed to understand that I was confused and wondered why the girl was here?

"Let's meet your brother" said papa smiling.

"Huh? " i turned my eyes not understanding.

"From now on Shahnaz will stay with us dear. She'll be your sister,"

"Yahnaz? "

"Yes! Let's get to know him.. " Papa carried me as he walked up to the little girl in front of the window. I dropped it off when we were next to the girl. I was confused not knowing what to do? who is this girl? Why does he look sad? Many traces of tears formed his cheeks.

"Shahnaz, son. Stop being sad, aren't you here already? " Say Papa rubbed2 the boy's head dear.I faithfully stood near the papa observing the girl's face. I heard her little stuffing sounding louder. Papa hugged the boy while stroking the tip of his head.

"Please son, your father is no longer with him. Believe that! "

"really?! " I saw the girl named Shahnaz looking up at papa.

"Yes, uncle can confirm that. So relax, don't be sad... From now on uncle will take care of you and consider you as his own daughter. Shanaz will stay here." explained papa. So he's gonna stay here? That girl? Shahnaz's? Wow pleased... I will not be alone in this big house... I showed my sweetest smile, looked at Shahnaz, I imagined how we would play masak2 together in the flower garden. Uwhhhh must be fun!

"Shahnaz, meet this Holy sister of yours. He's uncle's son. Let's get you acquainted." Papa brought me closer to Shahnaz, I felt a little embarrassed.

"Oh, Holy? Hi, my name is Syahnaz, it's good to be your sister from now on! " She smiled even though her voice was a little hoarse from crying. He's very nice!

"Can I call you brother? " i said slowly2, afraid that he would disagree with the call. To be honest, I always dreamed of having an older brother who would protect me when mischievous friend2 interfered.

"Sure, I'm happy with the call. Thank you Holy. "a big smile rules my lips. I'm so happy, he doesn't mind. He's a true2 good brother... Wait did I start having a sister?2? Gee? Am I dreaming?

"Holy, take your sister to the room a little more time to eat. Bi inah will call you when the cooking is done. Bware your brother kekemar baby.. " Reveal papa. I nodded in agreement, then me and my brother up the stairs walked together while occasionally throwing smiles at each other.