Ayrisa And Her Story
Ayrisa²⁷ - Tears

The first week of the holiday period was welcomed by Ayrisa with pleasure. Finished breakfast he dated his favorite cartoon until eleven o'clock in the afternoon. Then enjoy the afternoon by playing water in the back garden while watering the plants. Yes, although finally rewarded with a long scolding from Nefra when the mother understood and only reminded to take a bath afterwards. Then, after dinner proceed with watching action movies with the father. This whole day felt really good for Ayrisa.

Before entering the room, Ayrisa would definitely go to the bathroom first. Washing feet, brushing teeth and washing your face. It has all become his habit since childhood, the mother who teaches. Having experienced a toothache, Dara did not want her children to feel it too.

Now, when the room lights that are all over the house are out, Ayrisa opens the reading application.

There is a story that feels very responsible if you wait until tomorrow arrives. So, he decided to stay up tonight. After all, now is the holiday period, waking up a little bit of bad luck is okay.

"Yes, I'm not papa. The important thing is you don't get sick anymore." His voice sounded hoarse, as if it was no longer strong enough to resist the urge that wanted to come out of him. The man clasped the hand of the woman lying weakly on the hospital bed. Her teary eyes were unable to lie to her current feelings.

A faint smile carved on the woman's face. He finally felt relieved. "I'm sorry .. See you later."

The ECG—electrocardiogram machine on the side of the head of the bed sounds loud. The screen displays a straight line, signifying no more heartbeats are caught.

It's been. The man's defense collapsed already. He fell to his knees by the side of the bed with tears that forced him out. His room sounded bitter, calling out the name of the woman who had managed to occupy his heart. However, the woman will not wake up again. Opening his eyelids to show a brown bead that can always anesthetize him will no longer be.

A pat on his shoulder made the man turn his head—

The phone fell from Ayrisa's hand. He can no longer. Even the tears were no sign of stopping.

"Why finally sad so .... Hiks Kasian the Andreas hiks ...." Ayrisa cried as she pleased. In my heart, I could not accept the end of the story she read. Though the journey of the two figures is so long that they can finally be together. However, it was only a short time that they shared together, the female characters had to leave for good.

"Hiks .. hiks ...."

"Whisper lo malem-malem gini!"

Ayrisa's body immediately snapped. He was surprised by Nura's call. Though he thought his brother had fallen asleep because he had entered the room first, shortly after finishing dinner.

"Ma—maaf, Brother ... hiks."

Ayrisa tried to hold back her stuffing, but could not. Her crying won't stop. Afraid of bothering Nura more, the girl finally decides to get out of the room.

He ran a little to get to the bathroom. Thinking perhaps by washing his face could stop his crying.

However, when he reached the bathroom and washed his face, his crying did not stop. Even now followed by soft-sounding stuffing.

It is no longer a story with a sad ending that becomes the doer of crying. But something else .. and it made his chest hurt. More than anything she's ever experienced, this is the most painful.

"Hiks. hiks.. sorry."

His voice sounded like a whisper. He repeated it constantly with his trembling lips, still trying to hold back the sobbing. Yes, even if it doesn't work out in the end.

The tears and tears reminded her of that. The fear slowly enveloped him. His eyes were closed so tightly, feeling unable to with everything spinning in his mind like a broken cassette. Both of his hands also closed their ears as if the roaring sound in his mind became real so that it sounded.

I don't know how long he's been in the bathroom. He doesn't know what time it is. The sound of crickets out there is heard, making him think that the night is very late. After her crying subsided, Ayrisa washed her face again. He did not dare to look at the mirror above the sink.

His weak self will only look sick.

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Nefra awakens when the clock strikes eight in the morning. Stretching his body while yawning widely, looking very not elite indeed, after which he immediately grabbed a towel and headed for the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later, he looked fresh. Feeling too lazy to take a shirt from the closet, finally he just let himself in a state of topless.

The stomach that had been protesting to be filled made Nefra swing his legs to the ground floor—towards the kitchen to find a stomach filler. Until there, Nefra only found Nura who was busy with a laptop and hands that occasionally feed fried rice to his mouth.

"Tumben lo nugas here" Nefra chirped as he pulled a plate of fried rice believed to be for him.

"Is there a problem?"

Until finally Nefra finished his eating session, then drank a glass of water greedily. His net circulated around, he realized the state of the deserted house. "Where are you with Daddy?" he asked, breaking the silence that enveloped the two of them.

"Mother goes, I'm doing my job in the room." Nura answered her potluck with eyes that still faithfully focused on the laptop screen in front of her.

"Where is Ayri?"

Now Nura focused his gaze on Nephra. One corner of his lips lifted. "Seriously?" ask her in a trivial tone followed by a small snort.

Quiet for a moment to digest the meaning of his twin questions. His forehead shriveled for a moment before finally sighing softly, very slowly. "Never mind," he said as he got up and brought his used dishes to the sink.

Then Nefra returned to the second floor of the house. Knocked on the door of the room that her sister had occupied several times, then opened it so it did not get a reply. Empty, there's no one there. Finally Nephra returned to the ground floor. He looked into the living room to find. However, having again found no one, he continued his steps into the back garden.

Nephra involuntarily exhaled a sigh of relief upon seeing Ayrisa sitting on the small terrace of their house. The girl looked straight ahead without realizing the presence of her older brother. Seen a plate containing fried rice of his which is still half left.

"Ay," call Nefra.

Can the man see Ayrisa's body jerked a little, then his hand raised and moved quickly in front of his own face. That made the question appear in Nephra's mind.

"Why are you alone here? Breakfast is not over either." Nefra asked as she walked closer to her sister. Then he sat down beside Ayrisa. "Do you want a bribe?"

"Udah was full," the girl replied without looking at Nephra. Making the man finally realized his sister's face was swollen with slightly swollen eyes.

Quickly his hand cupped Ayrisa's face and brought her face towards him. However, after their faces faced each other, the girl instead closed her eyes tightly. Again the question came to Nephra's mind.

"Open your eyes, look at me!" nephra's edict, but it was obeyed by Ayrisa. The girl held on with her eyes closed. Unknowingly Nefra growled a little because anger had taken hold of him. Ayrisa's jerky body made the man realize what he was doing.

"Sorry." Nefra said slowly, full of regrets. "Why cry? Tell me if there's something evilin you," he added in a soft voice.

Still with her eyes closed, Ayrisa shook her head slowly. "Nothing, Sister Nef, there's no need to think." He retaliated.

"Well, when do you want to make me a fool who knows nothing about you? You're taking me as your brother, aren't you?"

"I'm sure I will tell everything to Sister Nef, but not now." Ayrisa's voice sounded hoarse. He held back his crying from earlier. Closing your eyes is one way to block out tears. He also took a few deep breaths to calm down.

"Okay, I won't make it. I'll wait until you're ready" said Nefra finally.

Then the man brought Ayrisa's body to lean on her. Slowly stroked the top of the girl's head with eyes that shot straight ahead.

"Later in the afternoon you want to go with me?" nephra bargain.

"Where?"

"Supplied?"

"To Time Zone, it's been a long time no fooling around."

"okay." Nefra agreed to it without a second thought. His hand then grabbed the plate containing Ayrisa's breakfast. "Now you have breakfast."

"There is no rejection! I'm the bribe." Nefra immediately continued when he saw Ayrisa who was going to protest.

In the end the sixteen-year-old girl complied and opened her mouth as a spoonful of fried rice was directed before her.

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