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The author is still in the process of learning, and this writing is completely mood dependent.
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My logic says he's perfect, but why does my heart still feel empty.^^^
Rina Malinda^^^^
Ting
Restu Andika^^^^
^^^Happy sleep Rina^^^
"When," muttered Rina when she opened a message from Dika.
He hurriedly typed in a reply for the message. While just pressing the send button, he suddenly remembered that this brother is not his girlfriend anymore.
"Geez I can forget anyway.I've broken up from Dika," grumbled Rina while removing a row of words that had just been typed.
Ting
Restu Andika^^^^
^^^Nothing if you don't want bales. I understand. I just hope, even though we don't date again, but we don't break up.^^^
Rina Malinda's
Thanks yeah. You take good care of yourself.
Restu Andika^^^^
^^^Definitely. Sleeping spout. Already malem.^^^
Rina Malinda's
Okay, good night.
Restu Andika^^^^
Good night.^^^
Lina then tightly hugged her phone, as if she was preparing to part with something very precious from herself.
"By the way mas Rio again why? How come there's no news from noon?" Rina monologues while playing her smart phone.
"Ah, she's busy times huh, her name is also a student. It must be different from High School."
Lina then went to the bathroom and soon after she returned to the room and laid down on her padded mattress.
"Good night Rina," Rina told herself before finally closing her eyes and flying into the dreamland.
The POV
"Rin, why did you suddenly kill me?" It's still strange to me why suddenly Rina cut me off and recognized another man as her lover.
There seems to be no fatal mistake I made, other than when Mama left Rista with me all day. I did not contact Rina at that time, even dodging her with all my might when we were accidentally in the same place. I didn't mean to hide Rina from Rista or vice versa, but I just wasn't ready if Rina knew my family's condition.
"Sister, Sister Restu!"
"Tu boy did it here again. I better pretend to be asleep" I muttered when I heard my sister's voice calling my name. I immediately grabbed a pillow and drowned my head there.
"Sister..."
How is that voice?
I immediately guided Rista to enter the house. "Why are you here at night? Who are you the same?" ask me while wiping away the tears that run down the river on my sister's cheeks.
"Sister, Rista hiks can you please follow sister hiks hyks?"
"Where are you?" I asked by cupping my favorite sister's face.
"I'm staying here" said Rista before drowning her face in my arms. And it broke out already her cry there.
I really want to ask what really happened. But the time does not seem right now. Seeing my brother's chaotic condition.
"To rest room yes," take me to Rista.
He just nodded in response. Instead of stopping, her crying became more and more after.
"Udah, cry already," I said as I gently rubbed his back.
Rista and I went through a happy childhood, with mom and dad. But our happiness suddenly disappeared when Papa was deceived by his business partner. No, we didn't lose property, but we lost mama. Not long after he said papa got fooled, mama went with the man who is now her husband.
We who were originally very happy living four, now have to live all three. And misfortune doesn't seem to want to go away from us yet, because that night I was at home with Rista accompanied by a housekeeper suddenly got a call from the hospital if papa had an accident while traveling from out of town and his life unsaved.
On the day of papa's funeral, mom came with Rudi her husband and went to take Rista with them. At first I did not allow Rista to go with them, but if that I was still sitting in the 3rd grade Junior High still confused how to continue life without papa, but if that's me, especially if I also have to take care of Rista who is still in 5th grade SD.
Finally I let Rista go with them leaving me who still chose to survive in the house of my late Papa.
"Rista, Brother. Rest to the room yuk," I said as I patted his shoulder.
"Well, the boy's sleeping."
I immediately carried Rista's body towards her room first. While walking up the stairs, I suddenly remembered holding Rina a few days ago. I feel that Rina's body is even smaller than Rista who is now in 1st grade Junior High.
Lina, I still am not willing to part with you. I haven't been willing as long as I don't know what's the reason you decided to part with me and pick that guy. I'm sure you have a reason why you suddenly cut ties with me.
Cclek
I opened the door to this room with my hand and immediately pushed it with my foot. I walked in with this sleeping body in my arms. I lay my sister's body on the bed that used to accompany her every sleep.
"Welcome home, my dear sister," I said as I gently kissed Rista's forehead.
"It looks like we have to go through it all together. I'll try hard to be the big brother you can count on. You are the only family I have" I said as I looked at my little brother who was sleeping in peace.
If Rina doesn't need me anymore, but Rista needs me now. I was determined to fight for my future and Rista's.
Rina, even though I wish you were by my side, but your one-sided decision really forced me to let you go.
The POV End
A man pulled his motorcycle over the sidewalk. After the standard of the motor was lowered, he immediately walked towards the angkringan which was not far from him.
"Sir, still selling here?" ask the young man to the fathers of angkringan voters.
"Yes feel at home, son, want to make a resto but later the price of grilled rice may not be 5 thousand silver," replied the father interspersed with his crisp laughter. "Mango sauce, grilled rice is still anget," continued the father again.
Finally the young man took 2 packs of grilled rice, some skewers of chicken, tempeh and fried tofu.
"Black coffee 1 yes sir" the young man continued before looking for a place to enjoy his meal.
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