Ayrisa And Her Story
Ayrisa³¹ - Getting Forward

Files of sunlight infiltrated through the gaps of the curtains covering the windows. The morning that has come marks a new day for the world. The clock on the wall of the room shows eight and five minutes. The owner of the room who was disturbed by the lick of light that managed to break through the curtain decided to get up.

His eyes that still felt heavy he was forced to open. Still collecting lives scattered during his sleep, then his two neutrals lead to a wall clock. His mouth was wide open when he could not resist yawning.

Will rise from his lying position, he only realized if there was another figure occupying the bed. Her sister, Ayrisa. The girl was still sound in her sleep. Nephra used his arms as a pillow for his head. A soft snore sounded from him.

Unknowingly made Nefra smile a little. The man's hand was raised and then stroked his sister's cheek slowly so as not to disturb her sleep. "Lucky to have you in our life" he said very slowly.

Then he dipped Ayrisa's forehead briefly before moving the girl's head onto the pillow in the slightest movement possible. He did not want to disturb his sister's deep sleep.

Nefra came out of her room and went to the bathroom to wash her face. Not to forget, he also brushed his teeth. After that he went down the stairs and immediately turned towards the kitchen as well as the dining room. There are already Dara and Antra who are busy with their respective activities. The housewife with breakfast cooking activities, and the head of the family who was reading the news through a tablet.

"Where is he, Nef?" Dara's voice receded as the man had just landed himself in one of the chairs surrounding the dining table.

"Still asleep, Bun." Nephra answered, bringing a glass to his lips. Satisfied after wetting his throat, then he looked at his father and his mother in turn. "Have you come home?"

"Not yet, he said later in the afternoon."

"What time was it last night?"

"Nearly half twelve. Arriving at your house with Ayri already sleeping."

The twenty-year-old man nodded then fell silent for a moment. He seemed hesitant, but the doubt soon he got rid of. "Same mother did you know the cause of Ay lacquered it eight years ago?" He has made a determination. It's all for his sister. For his sister, Nefra would do anything.

Dara and Antra stopped their activities. Silent struck. The couple looked at their son in silence. Antra was seen taking off reading glasses perched on the trunk of her nose after that. The man exhaled softly as he looked at his son fixedly. "There was nothing wrong with that," the man said at last.

From the reply he received, it can be concluded that both his parents knew about it. About Ayrisa's bullying, and about ... Nura.

Nephra snorted, then chuckled a little. Laughing at him like a fool. "So I'm the only one who just found out."

"I shouldn't have asked for a different school with Nura. I can definitely take care of Ayri at that time .. and none of that will happen to Ayri." He was stirring with the net that began to glaze over. "If Nura hadn't left, Ayri wouldn't have thought of it, Bun."

"I told you, Nefra. There's nothing wrong with that. It's fate." Antra spoke firmly.

Dara approached her son. Gave a soft swipe on his shoulder. "Thus, Nefra. You have to remember that. It's all over, nothing can be changed."

"I can't if something bad happens with Ayri, Bun. I can't do it without Ayri." Tears fell from the man's eyes.

"You are present in this world as Ayri's sister. Your job as her brother is to take care of your sister, but you also have to remember the most important Nefra. You are a human being, anything can happen, with your will or the will of God. That's called destiny. What happened to Ayri eight years ago has passed, no need to be extended again. That's why regret only keeps people trapped, ends in self-harm."

Nephra listened to the mother in silence. His mind was trying to digest and accept that explanation even though it felt difficult.

"Ayrisa is still with us, Nephra." Dara emphasized the name of her youngest daughter. "Our time together is still a lot. You still have plenty of time to take care of your sister." In the end Nephra could only nod in return. He was silent when the mother ruffled her hair while smiling warmly. "Don't cry anymore. Cemen boy Bunda nangis gini, embarrassed as well."

The mother's thump made Nefra turn towards the threshold of the road that connects to the kitchen as well as the dining room. There, his sister stood up and looked at him with a wry look.

"Don't bother!" He gave a warning as soon as he saw Ayrisa's lips twitch to hold a smile that seemed to be softened. "Duck here lo!"

With no intention of protesting or protesting, Ayrisa walked up to her older brother. When finally standing next to the chair occupied by the older brother, his body was pulled up to fall into the lap of Nefra. His body was tightly wrapped by a pair of hands. Then his temples and cheeks were showered with the lightness of feathers.

"Geli, Brother Nef!" that sixteen-year-old girl. He rebelled, trying to break away, but it did not pay off.

Dara and Antra just smiled looking at their son and daughter.

"Sister Neef!" Ayrisa again exclaimed as the kiss on her cheek turned into a small bite.

"Udah. Diem, Ay." Nefra kept her face away from her sister. He quite enjoyed when he saw the expression on the face of Ayrisa who was being colonized by him. "Would the afternoon not go with me? That Abis we see the night sky," he bargained.

"Yep!"

"Mother." Ayrisa called out to the mother in an elevated voice, but their distance was not ten meters. "Later to play, same Brother Nef. Abis wants to see the moon."

"Yesterday you guys just played together, right? Until the night too." Dara looked at her two children with her eyes fixed.

"Mother please!"

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The moon and millions of stars fill the empty space in the dark night sky that shaded the Earth. Along with other road users, the brother and sister split the city streets by car. Tall buildings and small buildings on the side of the road become friends of the streets.

Busy to watch the objects they passed through the car window, Ayrisa suddenly shifted her eyes when she called.

"We'll find a place to eat first. Mommy says we eat out, if we wait to come home."

"Hm."

"What do you want to eat?"

"Find the Padang restaurant huh, Brother Nef. To that tenant."

"OKAY. I know where it's good."

Driving a few minutes away, the car finally parked in front of a Padang restaurant that is still visited by people even though night has arrived, like the two brothers. After ordering Nefra directly following Ayrisa who had already occupied the table that was still empty. Not long after their order was delivered by the staff of the restaurant.

Her sister did not lie, only the first feed that entered her mouth, Ayrisa had gotten a delicacy from the typical Padang food. Seasoning that seeps well, as well as the texture of the meat that fits, blends well. Provides a pleasant sensation when meeting with the taste senses.

"Mang Nefra!"

Nefra raised her face when she heard someone calling her. His eyes were on finding the perpetrator.

"Meet more we're here." Gana, the perpetrator who called Nephra, came to the table where the brothers were sitting. They greet the men before Gana and Mia join the table.

"Eating outside is also lo" Nefra said after the couple settled in.

"Yes, that. Lo same Ayrisa also tumben can come out until the night gini," reply Gana.

"Abis see the moon the same star. Brother Nef took him to a hill far from here." Ayris came into the conversation. Then he turned to Mia who was sitting in front of Nephra. "When do we go there, Mi?"

Mia who had been silent nodded stiffly. "Let's be calm, I always can."

"Hum, hum." Ayrisa nodded enthusiastically then continued eating.

Mia and Gana's order that had also arrived made them focus on their respective plates. Nephra finished his meal first. The man checked his phone to see if there were any more messages from the mother or not.

"Well, eat it little chips. Mother is terror I made bring you home."

"But, it's still a lot." The girl who was soon seventeen looked at her sister cynically. He doesn't like to enjoy his food being interrupted.

"Lo while playing the phone later not exhausted, Ay!"

"Iish, Sister Nef! Bother people to eat."

"Udah, ah. Here I'm a bribe let's just spit." Nephra's hand immediately took over the spoon from Ayrisa's hand. He began to spoon the food and pointed it in front of his sister's mouth. Unable to resist, Ayrisa could only obey and open her mouth.

"Always be a mosquito if there are between you and Ayrisa. There's also my girl here." Gana turned her eyes lazily. His hand that held the spoon slightly jerked violently.

"Wild, it's up to me. I have a sack, I have."