You Are My Life (You are My Life)

The arrival of Bima

"You go home first, I will call when I am ready to go to the city" said Bima coldly

"Good Sir"

Bima got out of the car and walked into the alley, towards Hasna's rented house. He looked around the road that passed. Suburban village with all to its simplicity.

Bima saw a row of small-sized houses that are only two meters from one house to another.

This contract has a large enough yard that is used by the rented occupant to dry clothes or park motorcycles.

Bima looked around. House of contract number 5.

Bima remembered what one of his men who was assigned to watch over Hasna said. Bima walked into the rented area. See each number placed on the door.

Stop right in front of the house with the number 5 on the door. Bima went up to the porch and knocked on the door of the house.

Tok tok tok tok

There was no answer from inside there, Bima had already knocked on the door more than three times. He finally decided to leave the house. But he had just turned around and there was a boy approaching him.

"Sorry, who's looking?"

Bima looked at this boy in front of her. His attitude, manner of speaking and gaze reminded him of his childhood. Bima is also an orphan since she was in the third grade of high school. Her mother has been dead since she was 10 years old.

That is why Bima has such a cold attitude. Only his father took care of him who was so cold to him. Educating him hard, there was no warmth that Bima felt. The warmth of the family like most people felt after his mother left him for good.

So Bima grew up with a personality like now. Cold, flat and untouched. And when he saw Hisham's gaze, Bima seemed to see the figure of himself in childhood.

Lack of affection, longing for the figure of a mother. There were too many wounds that this little boy had stored up.

Unknowingly Bima's hand was raised and patted the boy's shoulder. As if giving him the spirit to always be strong and strong to face this life.

Hisham stared at the burly hand that was still on his shoulder "Sorry, who are you looking for?"

Bima regained her senses and immediately pulled her hand back from Hisham's shoulder. Pressing the end of her slightly watery eyes.

You idiot! Why should you be affected by the innocent look of this boy.

"Where is your brother?" Ask Bima coldly

Hisham frowned, puzzled "Work, sorry why find my Brother?"

Look how he talks so grown up.

"I'm Bima, I want to pick her up to go to the Capital City. What's yourname?" bima

Hisham gave a small nod, he just understood what the purpose of this man was "Wait inside"

Hisham walked towards the door, lifted the doormat near the door and took the keys of his house. Hisham opened the door of the house and invited Bima to enter.

"Please sit down, sir" said Hisham

Bima nodded and sat on the wooden chair in the middle room of the small house. Bima stared into the surroundings, really simple. There is nothing luxurious in this house, but somehow Bima feels warmth and comfort.

"What do I make you drink, sir?" Ask Hisham

This boy is not awkward at all. He looks relaxed facing Bima. It's so different with his brother.

"No, I'm just here to see your brother. You sit down"

Hisham nodded, he sat on one of the wooden chairs there. Silent... Both of them were silent with their own thoughts.

"Oh yeah, what grade are you in?" Bima asked a little clumsy with her own question

"Class 6" replied Hisham

Bima looked at the boy, seeing Hisham somehow Bima felt like she was looking at him as a child. As if Bima finds herself in a small version, Hisham's attitude and nature are completely similar to her.

This kid really has the same fate as me.

"Maybe in a minute"

The two fell silent until the sound of the door opened, shifting their focus.

"Assynogaic"

"Girishal"

Hasna appeared in the doorway, the girl was silent looking at Bima there.

God, why is he here? What has he done to my sister? Hisham...

Hasna walked quickly towards Bima who was sitting quietly in the wooden chair of her living room. Hasna was confused also afraid of the arrival of Bima who impressed this sudden.

"Sir.why are you here?" Hasna asked after she stood beside the chair that Bima was sitting on

"Yam, you don't papa'kan?" Hasna asked reflexively checked her sister who was sitting across Bima, checking from her hands, feet, head everything Hasna checked on her sister's body.

He didn't hit you, did he?

"Dam!! You think I want to do what to your sister" said Bima, annoyed by Hasna's behavior

The girl jumped up and immediately stood up, she lowered her head in fear in front of Bima. I thought he was going to hurt my innocent sister. But, where might also be..

"Sorry Lord" said Hasna.

Bima looked at him so sharply making the girl in front of him even more trembling in fear. Wanting Hasna to cry right now, she had to face a man like Bima.

No one can ask Hasna for help for protection. Hasna has no one, she has to take care of Hisham at this time. He was the one who had to protect his sister, but no one was protecting him.

"As soon as you get ready, we will immediately leave for the city" said Bima

Hasna nodded with tears dripping down her cheeks, immediately she rubbed the tears violently. Hasna ran straight to her room to prepare.

Did I scare her so much that she cried like that?

"Master"

The voice of the call from Hisham turned Bima's gaze to Hasna's closed door after the girl entered her room.

"Hmm" Bima simply replied with a mutter

"Don't scare my sister too much, she's weak and fragile" Hisham said

Bima immediately turned to Hisham "What did I do to scare him?"

Hisham just sighed, it turns out that Bima was not aware if what he did so made Hasna afraid. His sharp gaze and cold voice always made Hasna tremble in fear.

Chequelek

Hasna's bedroom door opened, the girl running towards the kitchen after carrying a change of clothes and a towel. He went into the bathroom and cleaned his body.

A little while later, Hasna had finished bathing and was dressed inside the bathroom. Because there's no way he's just wearing a towel to his room, while in the living room there's that creepy guy.

"Sir, nanggung magrib. How about we go after the magrib" Hasna said

Bima looked at the time machine in her hand, she nodded "Alright"

Hasna nodded, then she went to the kitchen to make a drink for Bima and cooked dinner first for Hisham before she went to the city.

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