Castes
incidents

this story is just an author's essay, not to be replicated

A bright morning in a magnificent house occupied by several heads. As the rest of the residents were sleeping in their dreams, Nindia woke up and prepared to cook breakfast.

Her tiny body made her move freely in this super spacious kitchen. He planned to cook the soup, because this morning the air was so cold. The bones froze and asked for a thick blanket to cover every inch of the body in this world.

When Nindia was still busy with her morning food ingredients. Arya, half sleepy, walked towards the kitchen because of her dry throat. He didn't realize that anyone else was there.

“Master needs something?”Nindia offered help when she saw the young master had stood up with half-closed eyes.

“Akh” Nindia screamed loudly when her clothes had to be doused with cold water that Arya was about to drink.

Intentions want to question the desire of the young master, instead he must get a shower of cold water when the air is so piercing. Now he must go to the room and change his clothes if he does not want to shiver the cold and finally the flu.

Arya was shocked because of such a sudden occurrence. He immediately followed Nindia who ran small to her former room first.

Sighing repeatedly did not help him at all. I don't know what he'll do if he meets his young master. No, he should be preparing food by now before everyone in the house wakes up.

His slender legs stepped with a vibration that could not be said to be slow. Replacing the shirt with breath that tries to be arranged right. As he was about to open the door, a knocking sound made him fall silent again.

What if the one who knocked on the door of the room was his young master. He still can't stand it if he has to meet Arya. But, he also could not continue to be inside a room like this.

“Kak Nindia! Is my sister awake? Aya found the soup in the pot. Did sister cook it?”aya's shrill voice sounded calming to Nindia at this moment.

The soup that Aya had made had started to get warm. Patently, Nindia poured the soup into a large bowl and served it on the dining table.

Wildan and Arya had already come down from the room in their work clothes. The men began to sit on his stool and wait for Nindia to pour their food on an empty plate.

They were silent for some time, because of the food they ate. Nindia had also started to feel comfortable around this small family. Although he is still awkward when it comes to dealing with Arya.

The incident still happened in his brain. Meanwhile, as he looked towards his young master, he became misgivings. His young master was very minimal with expression. Nindia does not know what Mr. Arya is thinking and feeling.

“Sepi once tasted our breakfast this time,” said Wildan melted the tense atmosphere that occurred because of the awkward nature of Nindia and the coldness of Arya.

Breakfast that was once crowded full of chirping and commotion 2 brothers, and,

“Entah. Someone else feels guilty maybe.”

“Uhuk, Uhuk.”

“Kak Nindia, sister why?” Aya swiftly gave Nindia the white water that was nearby.

“You why Nindia?”Wildan also commented after seeing Nindia drink the water.

“Ahh? No wonder why yah.”