Ayrisa And Her Story
Ayrisa²³ - Sister-able

The sun has returned to its content. Performing the task of shining the Earth accompanied by a clear sky are also some clouds that pass by. The bird sounds out there.

Dara who was doing her job in the kitchen felt an awkward thing to scrunch her forehead. Completing her activities of making breakfast quickly, Dara washed her hands and immediately passed towards the second floor. He went straight into his daughter's room as soon as he got to the door. Upon entering, he found Nura's bed that had been abandoned by its owner. While the other occupants of the room were still submerged inside his bedcover.

Dara approached Ayrisa's bed, then sat on the edge. "Ay," he called out softly, replying with a slow sigh from Ayrisa. "Not feeling well?" He immediately asked to be sure because his youngest daughter was always like this when sick.

With a consciousness that had yet to be fully gathered, Ayrisa replied in a hoarse and slow voice. "Yes, dizzy."

"Yes, if so Mother call your homeroom teacher first." After saying that Dara came out of the room.

Not long after the mother's departure, the door was reopened by Nura. Nura's arrival brings Ayrisa's entire consciousness back. With great difficulty he changed his position to sit. His heavy eyelids forced him to open, even for a moment.

"Sir Nura went to college this morning?" He asked in a very slow voice.

There's no reply. In fact, a few seconds after the question he threw out, there was a creaking sound of the door. Nura left without answering her question.

Ah, that memory makes her chest feel claustrophobic.

It was enough with her pain today, Ayrisa did not want to add to the burden of her family's mind because it looked sad. Setting her feet on the floor of the room that still feels cold, after that Ayrisa rose from the bed with a bedcover that still envelops her. Then he took a slow step to get out of the room.

Up in front of the stairs a great dizziness struck his head, making Ayrisa's body stagger. Not having time to find a handle, he resigned if finally doing a meeting session with a hard floor. However, not like his thinking. There was a pair of hands that had swiftly caught his body. Then the voice of Nephra entered his temple.

"Lo's sick?"

Nephra spoke to himself inwardly after asking the question. It was stupid, even though Ayrisa's face alone looked pale like that. Don't forget that girl who almost fell down just a moment ago.

"Where are you going?" He changed his question before Ayrisa replied to what he had just said.

"Bottom." Ayrisa replied with her hoarse voice.

Nefra sighed softly before finally lifting Ayrisa's body for her to carry in bridal style. He took Ayrisa to the living room, then placed her on the sofa. Before leaving he fixes Ayrisa's bedcover to cover the girl's body well. After a while Nefra returned with a bowl of watermelon that had been cut and cleaned from the seeds. He placed himself in front of the sofa that Ayrisa occupied. He rubbed Ayrisa's cheek gently using his index finger to wake the girl up.

"What, Brother Nef?"

"Do you want to eat fruit or porridge?"

"No," Ayrisa answered briefly. His eyelids were already open even though they looked cute, looking straight at his older brother.

"Fruit or porridge?" Nefra repeated the question.

"No way."

"Okay, I brought you some porridge."

Not yet Nephra moved, Ayrisa had already held her brother's hand first. "Sister Nef," he whined with a lacrimating liquid that fell on the corner of his eye. Then began to sound a small whisper.

Nefra again took a slow breath. "Yes, if so eat fruit," he said in a soft voice, then immediately replied by a small nod from Ayrisa.

Before feeding the sister, Nephra cleans the rest of the tears on the girl's cheeks. He fed Ayrisa painstakingly even though he had to wait a long time until the next bribe. The remaining pieces of watermelon that did not fit in Ayrisa's mouth, he ate casually. It could have been given to the next feed. So it continues until the bowl he was carrying was empty not left.

"Well, don't you want to go to the hospital?" bargain Nefra while playing the strands of the sister's hair.

"No, it's the most tired." Ayrisa retorted as she put her hand on Nephra's neck. He pulled Nephra closer so he could drown his face in his neck. Nefra's cool body temperature on Ayrisa's skin made the girl want to stick.

Nephra let whatever Ayrisa did. Sometimes he just wiped his long mane that was broken.

...··...

As he had promised Ayrisa, Nefra tried to go home as soon as her college hours were over. It invited questions to pop up in the heads of his two friends.

"Hurry up, Nef. Where are you going?" Rivan voiced his head.

"Yes, usually also hang out with us as the technical child of the high school temen lo's." January is chiming in.

"Gue wants to go home, next time hang out" said Nefra. "If that's what I'm first."

The man stepped as fast as he could to the parking lot. Once there, he meets Rashi, his best friend since High School.

"Hi, Neph!" greet Rashi.

"Lo seems to be in a hurry, yes," said Rashi, staring at Nefra.

"Yes, I've got to get home."

"Why?" Rashi asked curiously.

Nefra sighed before lowering back the standard of his great motor, which he had already raised after inserting the key. "Ayri is sick. I promised I'd be back."

"Gue can go with Ayri's genie?" Rashi looked at Nefra expectantly.

"Other times, Ra. Later I will know you to Ayri all of you." After saying that Nefra immediately put forward his Ducati Panigale leaving the campus parking lot.

Arriving at home, he was greeted by the presence of Mia and others who seemed to just want to enter.

After inserting his motorbike into the yard of Nefra's house immediately invited them in, but before that he warned not to be noisy later. He walked ahead to lead them into the living room.

Nefra sat himself down in front of the sofa that Ayrisa occupied, gently stroking his sister's cheek to wake her up.

"Ay, Mia and the others came to look at you," he said with a finger that was still faithfully stroking Ayrisa's cheek.

It did not go unnoticed by Mia and the others. Oska and Kion embrace each other because they are touched by what Nefra does.

"Bang Nefra is a big brother-able. So you want to" Oska chirped in a soft voice.

"You should be grateful to have me as your sister" said Kion.

"Ah, you are hiding. Turn met even already hollow eaten termites."

"Sister Nef long."

Ayrisa's whining made the twins put their attention back in front of them. Ayrisa sat himself down assisted by Nephra. It should not be necessary, for Ayrisa it was excessive because she was just an ordinary fever.

"You guys sit down, I don't need a sofa, do you." Nephra turned to the guests who had come with him earlier.

Sliding over the small table that was there, they followed in Nefra's footsteps to sit on the carpet. Mia who was sitting near Ayrisa, stuck out her hand to find out Ayrisa's body temperature. When her palm fell on top of Ayrisa's forehead, she could feel an extremely warm temperature. It was fitting that Ayrisa's face was very pale, so inward.

"Aren't you going to the hospital?"

Mia turned to Gana who was sitting next to her. He frowned a little confused after Gana asked the question, because her boyfriend never asked like that when he was sick. Most just told him to take a full break and take medicine.

Getting rid of her negative thoughts, Mia added to Gana's words. "Yes, Ay, you really know. Why even sleep here? You can get cold, Ay."

"No, they agree. You don't want to beat me up!" Nefra.

"Udah, don't do it. Papa said Mama called the doctor." The slow-sounding hoarse voice was thrown.

Nephra pinched softly on Ayrisa's cheek. "Angeliran same Aunt Shera lo do not refuse. Just as I was crying."

"That's not it, Brother Nef."

"Have it, I'm going to go to the room." Nephra got up from his seat, pretending to be angry. Just about to step up, he unbundled his intentions as he felt the edge of his shirt being pulled. When she looked back, Ayrisa looked at her with teary eyes.

Hah, he forgot that if he was sick his sister would turn out to be very spoiled.

He sat himself beside Ayrisa, and Nephra brought the body of the younger brother into his arms. Ayrisa's body temperature can be felt. It made her want to take over the pain that Ayrisa, her beloved sister, felt.

"Come to cool down and even feel like a mosquito."

"It seems like an invisible creature." Oska chimed in his twin.

"Yes, his uwu tormented my jomlo soul." Alnan chimed in.

On the other hand, Aspen who had just been silent and paying attention, had many questions in his head. The topic of 'mama Ayrisa' again raised a question mark, making him so curious. Moreover, it seems that only that girl is using mama's call.

Hah, his brain which is usually quick to respond to solve all the problems given by the teacher, now does not find a single clue to reduce his curiosity.