Unforgettables

Regulations

Tonight was pretty cool because it was raining hard. Fika who is still busy with her new novel seems reluctant to move on to other topics.

His hand that opened the next page along with the sound of knocking on the door made him have to stop his activities and then immediately get out of bed.

His hands opened the door quickly. His eyes were wide open, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"Sister Gino!" His screams could not bear when he saw that radiant handsome face again that he had not seen for a long time. His longing he scatters by hugging the strapping man tightly. "When do you come home?"

the handsome man also smiled warmly.

"Just now, you're asleep?"

Fika shakes. "Not brother,"

"Good, that means I'm not bothering you."

"Not brother."

As they clutched, the sound of another door opening right behind them, made the two fall silent and turned towards the door which gave rise to a flat figure complete with the look of the eagle's eyes.

"Brisik lo on." Ketus.

Gino who saw him smiled and walked up to him to pat the eagle's hard shoulder.

"Casual bro. Didn't you see your brother coming?"

Arga snorted then chuckled. "Gue thought you were dead."

"That's!" Selah Fika, who was immediately responded by Gino. "Gakpapa Fik, it's normal."

Arga only let out a peck of annoyance, as if his hatred had suddenly peaked. Somehow he vented it but Arga went straight back in while slamming the door without a word.

Fika really did not understand what was on the angry man's mind. He no longer cared about his own brother. Fika feels bad for Gino who looks sad because his presence is not wanted especially by his sister. Fika could only keep silent while staring at the concerned handsome face.

"Sorry Arga well brother," said softly Fika. And managed to make Gino's smile again unravel.

"Why are you apologizing?"

Fika was silent while looking down at what she had just said.

"Fik, the one who should be apologizing is Arga. Not you."

I don't know, this girl seems to want to always represent every good attitude Arga might never do. There was even a slight swipe in his heart to change Arga's bad attitude. But the question is, can he?

"You just calm down. Brother always forgives Arga's attitude." The man grabbed Fika's hand which was still twitching with his own. "Fik, please take care of Arga for brother yah."

Fika clenched and looked into Gino's eyes filled with supplication as well as sincerity. A brother's sincerity towards his sister. Fika was unable to say anything even if she wanted to cry, how could she have received the trust from her mother and brother Arga. As for him, it was an impossible thing. Moreover, he was no one in this house.

"But sister," The girl stuttered and bowed. "The rich can't."

Gino gripped the girl's arm. His body drew closer and his hand grabbed Fika's little chin and allowed the glazed eyes to look at her. "So I can't believe you can."

Did ya? Not likely. Inner Fica

"But Fika doesn't promise me."

The man smiled after hearing his statement, to him it was quite an answer. At least the girl will try more. "Okay, hope you make it well," Gino looked at the black watch in his hand realizing the time was getting late. "Fik, it's night. You better get some sleep."

"Yes, brother, but you want to stay here, right?"

The man breathed. "No Fik, I'm going back to the hotel."

"Loh why? My sister just got home."

"Sister still has needs. Besides, you know Arga won't let you stay here even if it's just one night."

Fika lowered her shoulders listlessly then nodded in understanding. "So careful, yeah."

Gino gave her smile again before rubbing Fika's head and turned back to go down the stairs. Followed by Fika who went back into her room. Question after question that was currently filling his brain. Why does Arga hate her sister so much? What has her sister done? And what happened to them? Then why did Brother Gino trust Arga to her? Can he? Is Arga going to change?

"Oh God! Fika's head feels like it's breaking." His shout was frustrated while pulling both of his long braids. "Udah ah, Fika wants to sleep. Don't want to think about things that don't end."

A moment Fika stepped up to get back on her bed. Suddenly the knocking of the door was heard. That made him have to come back to open the door.

"Said brother Gino wants to go to the hotel. How come back again?" His murmured immediately opened the door with excitement.

"sister"

Words ceased. His breath was immediately stifled, his tongue felt faint. The feathers also stood up to see the look of pitch black eyes that look so terrorizing. Black T-shirt complete with jeans that many tears it becomes a complement charisma more out radiating.

Who else if not the stone head of Arga. The cowo clutched both of his hands to his chest. Her messy hairstyle made Fika have to be silent while biting under her lips. It seemed that his gaze could not be shifted again, although Arga occasionally yawned due to drowsiness but a classy face with hard jaws that could not remove a sliver of good looks.

"Well, do you see I'm rich?"

Barathon Arga's voice made him shocked and returned from the imaginary world. She did not expect Arga to be in front of her room at the moment. Even since the first time he lived there Arga has never entered or stood in front of the door of his room. About what would he do? Does Fika have to start being scared now?

"A-what's the price? What does Arga want?" Fika said, he was not so aware of what he had just said. He's too nervous. Hopefully Arga doesn't realize his nervousness.

Behind his nervousness along with cold sweat that began to appear. Instead Arga began to move and move forward closer. Of course, it makes the heart of Fika squat jump is not bad. "What do you want?" The screech.

Without a reply, Arga entered and kicked Fika's room door with one leg until it was tightly shut. At that moment Fika retreated because Arga did not stop his steps.

"Gue won't repeat my words. So you have to listen carefully to what I'm saying."

Arga's gaze was so sinister as if he wanted to swallow her alive. Fika was filled with fear, only able to nod quickly to comply.  Fika swallowed her heavy saliva while staring at the glint of light in Arga's eyes.

"First,"

Fika gulps.

"Never interfere in my business and that of my family. Because you're just hitchhiking here."

Arga took a step. "Second,"

Fika silently ambushed with her hands stiffened while clenching her hands tightly.

"Never show up in front of me at school."

"Three,"

"Don't let people know if you're my same house. Or you'll abis!"

"Arga-" Arga's struggle grew stronger, making Fika have to endure the pain. And also his growing fear urges tears. However it seems that Arga does not care even though Fika has to cry blood right then and there.

"Four,"

"Lo don't care about me."

Arga further tightened his body position and brought his face closer, so Fika had to hold her breath for a moment. Looking at that guy was scared.

"And the last one,"

Arga squeezed his shoulders stronger and stronger.

"Never call my name again with that mouth. Because I'm disgusted! KNOW LO!"

Arga hurled rough Fika's body until he was pushed strong and hit the bed behind him. Fika screeched while hugging both of her shoulders which were gripped by Arga's muscular hands. The tightness in his heart as well as the sharp prick that came out of Arga's mouth had managed to break through the dam of his tears.

Arga was still standing in his place, staring blankly at Fika who was crying in fear. The cowo looked relaxed as he put one hand into his front pocket. Without even a hint of guilt in his heart or brain he actually turned his lips slightly watching Fika who was in pain due to her actions.

Fika's sobbing cries began to soar. But Arga still did not care, he just stepped back to go out of the room. Leaving the pain in the heart of the girl. Fika sat on the cold floor leaning onto her bed. The tears kept flowing, trying as hard as he could to remove. His hands clenched to endure the pain in his body as well as his heart.

"Sorry Fika.." Stimulants. Unable to resist crying. That's where he remembered something so meaningful in his life. Someone who is always there and protects him at all times. Someone who will wipe away his tears when he cries. And someone who's the place to lean back and come back home. Those lonely tears, had trickled back as he could imagine that sweet face smiling at him.

"Mah.."

"Fika kangen's..."

The girl's white hand reached into a photo in her pocket. Instantly his hands trembled with his chest which felt tight to see someone printed there.

"Why is life so painful? Why does everyone hate Fika? Can Fika not feel happiness? Does Fika not deserve the affection of one person? Why doesn't anyone love Fika? Does Mom hate Fika?"

"Well, sorry Fika well, because Fika is still a whiny child."

"Sorry Fika because Fika can't be herself yet."

"Sorry Fika because Fika can't face Fika's own fears yet."

"And I'm sorry Fika, because Fika can't make you happy."

The girl raised her little one.

"Fika promises, Fika will try to be more patient, brave and strong as you want. Fika won't give up and Fika will fight all of Fika's fears."

One of his tears began to fall back.

"But..."

"One request of Fika," She squeezed her chest tight and sore and looked back at the old photo in her hand.

"Fika wants to meet with mamah, once only mah."

"Fika pingin hugged mamah, kissed mamah, like aunt Ratna who loves Arga. Mah, if Fika asks to kiss mamah."

"Fika also wanted to see the beautiful face of mama,"

"Didn't you miss Fika?"

His tears were getting louder, his voice trembling. He hugged his knees to embrace himself. Her eyes were softly closed, feeling a touch and a warm embrace that she had never felt from a mother. His heart that was pounding his forehead slowly calmed down. The tears stopped dripping. The red lips tried to smile even though they were sore, because they could only imagine someone they missed so much. He further sank his head into the middle of his knee gap and muttered in his heart.

"Mah.."

"Where are you?"

"Lonely fika..."

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