LET'S DIVORCE!
Elder sister
"He's Aunt Diana's son who used to live by the side, Na. You're too much if you don't remember him at all, you used to be so dependent on him." From the direction of Papa's back garden appeared on Mama's tail behind him, Nana spontaneously pulled her hand from Nagara's grasp.
"Who's aunt Diana?" Nana was still increasingly clueless, suddenly the 25-year-old woman felt her head ringing violently.
"He's your Mama's best friend, living in a side house even before you were born. They moved when you were 10."
Mama and Papa have joined sitting at the dining table with Nagara who looks clumsy because of Nana's strange reaction, according to him, when he heard the explanation Mama suddenly Nana's heart even melos, Nana's heart even melos, his hand went up to press his painful temple instead of playing.
Instead of getting a piece of memory, her attempt to remember someone by the name of Diana hurt her head.
"Same Papa's outrageous mother forgot that I had amnesia."
***
With a tangled blue-and-white uniform, the teenager with the name tag Kelana Besari was walking down the street with occasional kicks of scattered gravel. As the teenager grew up, the road was broken, just like his family.
But the morning Papa and Mama had a fight again. Papa said Mama should be able to be a career woman and help the home economy that is bad, while Mama who maki-maki in such a way can only shout against with the word no more than her stuffing.
Kelana was only 13 years old, but ever since she knew what marriage was and how the word marriage tied Mama and Papa, Kelana promised her to death that she would never marry.
National Junior High was already in front of his eyes, the teenager only had to cross a big road to get to the school gate. Before stepping his feet, Kelana tried to drive away the shadow of the quarrel Mama and Papa.
At that time, once again his heart was broken, if the boy who was five years older than him was still living beside his house, Kelana did not have to bother walking and mourn his life like a fool.
Once again the teenager shook his head to expel the contents of his head which even more complicated.
That morning, the sun was warm. At least it makes Kelana's feelings improve as the sky turns blue. He forced a smile and turned to the right and left, ensuring his safety when crossing.
However, the truck that was still in the other corner had not caught Kelana's eye, the teenager had only taken five steps towards the face of the road, the, just when the truck loaded with sand nudged his body until it slammed at an unnatural speed.
After that everything went dark.
***
"I just remembered what happened a few years ago." Nana ends the story with Nagara, both of them are now sitting in the gazebo facing the back garden, Papa and Mama say that Nagara and Kelana need to talk, and this time Nana just manut, he was also curious about Nagara.
"Jeez, Na ...."
Nagara almost felt the water droplets falling from her eyes, the man brought her closer to Nana and grabbed Nana's body which was much smaller than his own without warning, "Sorry, I wasn't there for you at the time."
"So, you're the boy I thought you were?" Nana shoots only, but Nagara nods quickly, the man clutches her body, but not to the point of making her cramped, instead Nana feels comfortable, and is reluctant to let go, so she just resigned.
Like Nagara's love language it's Phisycal touch.
"At that time I moved because Mama was trying to find a job as well as a new place after Papa's death." Nagara stroked Nana's hair as the money decomposed with her eyes closed, "That time you were tantrums for not wanting to split, I also thought that I would temporarily move, as well, because Mama did not tell me that it turns out I'm the same Mama will settle in Singapore."
"Sorry too. Sorry because I don't remember Lo at all, Nagara."
Just a moment ago, Nagara asked if there was nothing familiar about her in Nana's life, at which time Nana felt nothing. But when Nagara's warm body encircles her body, Nana feels that warm is what feels familiar, not for her, but her body knows it's something that was once in her life many years ago.
Nana never hugged a man, not even her own father. His chest was pounding, but it felt comfortable, only one day, in just one day Nagara made many abnormal reactions from Kelana's body.
Slowly with her hands clenched at each side of her body up to touch Nagara's back, Nana stroked the back that was twice as wide as the back slowly, hesitating.
"You're always comfortable, Na. From the beginning. Always fit in my arms." Nagara whispered, the man smiled faintly then tightened his arms again, peeping Kelana's head occasionally. Crazy, it feels like Nagara is always addicted to the taste of Nana's body that is so tiny in her deckap.
"ANA!! NAGARA!! HAVEN'T SPOKEN ABOUT IT YET!! THE CHICKEN SOUP IS GETTING COLD!!"
Nagara removed her hand from Nana's body and chuckled lightly at Mama Mentari's blaring cry, "Let's go in."
Damn, why isn't Nana willing to lose that warm feeling? This was the first time he had an intense hug with the opposite sex. Why does Nana feel addicted?
"I-iya." shit! Why should he stutter?
"Where?" from the inside Papa greeted Nana with a soft look, "You shaken how many times the boy's head, Nagara? Don't be afraid he's in pain, his head's going to be harder than a rock."
"Father!" The man who followed behind Nagara felt unacceptable.
Nagara smiled, then pulled out a chair for Nana to sit on, and then pulled out her own chair.
"Don't dong, om. If I get his head later he's getting slow, which is normal this is just a slow fuss." Nagara continued, her eyes twitching at the nana whose face was reddened, holding back the will and anger of being heavily injured.
"I'm not slow, yeah!" Nana chimed in with a more mustful speech, instead of using the 'gue' of the woman using the word 'me'. Suppose Nana knew something as small as that caused a powerful earthquake in the heart of Nagara.
"Yes, deh. If the opponent later you even throw me out."
"Tuh, see, Pa?" Mama who was distributing rice on each plate of people there said happily, "They are rich sister's brother, right? We were married earlier than Diana, but Diana had a child. I promised that Diana's son I'd consider my first."
Papa chuckled at that, "Yes, Ma. Then Abis called Nagara brother, huh? You always want to have a brother, Mama love you sister."
"What the hell, Pa?" Nana doesn't take it, "I don't want her rich sister!"
"Well, see for yourself, right?" Papa shows off Nana's behavior to Nagara who is silent clumsy, "which man wants to be with his rich woman? Stubborn, willing to volunteer, unwilling to be regulated, emotional again."
"You have a friend who wants and can be a jinakin female model of my son is not, Nagara?"
'why ask me anyway, om?'