Castes
attentiveness

Time keeps rolling without being noticed by everyone. The same routine makes some people feel tired and bored. But, for some people who are grateful with favors they will feel enough and reach even higher.

Just like Nindia is doing right now. Although his daily life is not far from the word cleaning or cooking, but he enjoys it. Even the girl is actually increasingly intensively experimenting with food that will be served for this family.

"Kak Nin had a lot of sausage." A familiar voice entered Nindia's eardrum.

Aya had already peeked in from the side. Staring at the delicious smelling food that fills this kitchen area. Intention to help Nindia evaporate just like that when she saw the cooking that had become all. Only one more menu remains on the frying pan.

"Are you working on PR?" nindia asked as she was going to serve food to the dining room table.

"It has. Ain sister is there anything Aya can help you with?" The girl followed I Nindia who was walking back and forth to prepare dinner.

"We watched TV in the family room. My brother is done." Nindia smiled giving a gentle swipe at the young lady who was already considered like her own sister.

Without waiting for the order twice, Aya hurriedly pushed her wheelchair into the living room. Turn on the tv and watch cartoons seriously.

"Assalamualaikum," greeted someone with a limp tone.

Aya looked to the side. Seen Arya who came home in a sluggish state. The tie that has been loosened. A shirt that comes out of your pants. Do not forget the messy hair.

The man was like he had just been hit by a copet. Fortunately his face was still handsome, so no one would think of Arya as a beggar.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Brother got a copet, huh?" Arya who heard Aya's reprimand just turned the direction of her goal.

Throw yourself hard. The man screamed stifled as his strapping back could feel the comfort of the sofa home.

Arya closed her eyes tightly. Tired of being seen from him. Aya who understands the situation of the brother chose to be silent and returned to watching the cartoon show.

Ten minutes passed, the greeting turned Aya's attention back. Wildan just got home. Unlike the disheveled Arya. The papa looked very fresh and still full of energy.

The old man's sharp eyes were aware of the presence of sons and daughters in the living room. Wildan coded Aya, his chin as if to ask what had just happened to Arya.

Aya who also did not know anything only gave a reply to a shoulder blink. Wildan approached and patted the son's shoulder slowly. It was enough to wake the man from sleep.

"Go take a shower there. After that dinner and you can rest in comfort" Wildan said slowly. He understood that Arya was very tired now, it could be seen from her face.

Like a buffalo on his nose, the man immediately stood up and walked into the room. Throwing a briefcase in any direction. Arya took off all the clothes and rushed to the bathroom.

He prefers to soak first. Feeling the sensation of warm water that relaxes the body makes it want to return closed.

Wildan himself could only sigh at the exhausted son. But, it is indeed a responsibility that must be borne by a man. Making a living for family at home.

It didn't take long for the father of the two children to clean up. He is now in the dining room. Aya and Nindia were also already sitting in an ordinary place. Just waiting for Arya who still has not come.

"Sister Arya is still a long time huh pah?" Aya pursed funny lips.

"Are you hungry?" wildan asked to confirm and was given a nod by his daughter.

Wildan stood up and stepped towards Arya's room. Tried to knock a few times but no word at all. My father took the initiative to open the room.

When his hand was holding the door handle, Arya first opened it even though the man had taken a bath, but it still clearly looks tired and tired.

Arya sat down first, followed by Wildan. They started eating tonight in silence. There was only the sound of the clink of the spoon clashing against the plate.

Arya stirred the rice in front of her. His appetite just dissolves. Like the food that was in front of him this was not interesting at all.

His stomach makes a sound when he is hungry. But, the mouth seemed to say to remain silent, lazy to chew.

"Would I make you some warm ginger, brother?" Nindia voiced out after seeing Arya like she would not eat her food immediately.

Arya took a deep breath and nodded her head. It's possible he'll relax a little with warm ginger. While waiting for Nindia, he leaned his back against the chair.

Seeing Aya who is getting more and more filled. You can see it from her cheeks getting rounder. It is not expected that his family will improve again after so many years as not managed.

"It's brother." Nindia gave him a cup of warm ginger that was still puffing smoke.

Arya tasted it little by little. The throat feels warm. Nindia continued her dinner. Arya just enjoyed her drink.

Everyone finished their dinner. Nindia brought the dirty dishes back to the kitchen. The table which was originally full of food plates, is now back slippery.

"Nin, please take this vitamin to Arya. I've got to pick up the phone first." Wildan placed one vitamin tablet on the dining room table.

The middle-aged man walked into his study with a smartphone stuck to his ear. His face seemed serious about something that Nindia did not understand..

Nindia wiped her hands before taking the vitamin tablet. Rushed to Arya's room. After being welcomed, the girl carefully entered the room.

"So, this is a vitamin from dad." Nindia called out to Arya who was still on her back.

I don't know what that guy did. He was still standing for a long time in front of the wardrobe. Nindia took the initiative to offer help, she walked over.

"Sister,"call Nindia quietly.

Dugs

Nindia held her forehead which hit the chest of Aryan fields. The man grimaced because he accidentally hit. He was shocked because Nindia's voice was too close to him.

He immediately turned his body backwards. Nindia's forehead turned red and made Arya feel guilty.

He led the girl to sit in a chair in the room. He crouched down in front of Nindia, noticing the impact marks. Nindia's heart beat timidly as it felt too close to Arya.

Arya who was still looking at Nindia's forehead did not realize that the girl's cheeks were as red as tomatoes. His hand stroked the scar gently. Arya's gaze came down and looked at each other.

They both turned their faces in different directions. Arya stood giving distance to Nindia.

"Just put that vitamin on the table. You can go straight outside." Arya said with a shy blush.

Nindia who heard that just put the vitamin tablet on the table and immediately walked quickly outside. As she was already in front of the closed door, the girl held onto her chest

which rumbles.

"Aware of Nindia," Nindia's monologue tries to normalize her heartbeat.