Castes
Visit to Aya's house
"Please drink everything" said Nindia who came to bring ice syrup. He also brought a jar of snacks for snacks.
"Thank you brother." The cheerful Dea as usual displayed a bright smile. Dean smiled without saying anything.
Nindia rubbed Aya's hair for a while before passing it back to the kitchen. In the kitchen he cut the melon into small pieces. Separate into two to different places.
Just now when he was about to cut the melon for Arya, suddenly Aya came home. The girl placed her head on Nindia's waist and complained about what she was doing outside the house.
Nindia was very fond of it when the girl spoiled with her. But, it was only for a short while since Aya had guests. After encouraging, the girl applies to the living room where her friend is.
Wildan only went in for a moment to check on Arya. After that, he returned to the office. Aya herself who delivered to the front door.
"Can you borrow your laptop, right Aya?" ask Dean who has opened the package book.
The man without further ado went straight to the task. Read carefully before starting to make a report.
Aya turned her wheelchair towards the room. Take a laptop that is usually used by the girl to do the task. Put it on your lap, and go back to the living room.
As she passed the living room, Aya could see her brother leaning back there. The teenager ignored the older brother and continued on his way.
"Where do you want to take your sister?" aya asked who was passing Nindia on the road.
"This is for Arya's sister. Sisters put that Aya and friends had." Aya nodded in understanding and let Nindia head towards the living room.
"This is my brother, do you need anything else?" asked Nindia before leaving the place.
Arya shook her head the sign didn't need anything anymore. Nindia left the living room and resumed her duties.
He gave his laptop to Dea. Rahma who was sitting next to him stole a glance. It was the Asus ZenBook 14. Items that have been targeted for a long time. But until now he could not have it.
His eyes stared cynically at Aya who was on Dean's backrest to sit down below. The hatred inside him grew even more. Why everything one wants should be owned by that girl. Why can't he ever get the best?
"How about we do the background first?" ask Dea who started opening Microsoft word.
"We can search the internet and combine it with the explanation in the book" said Aya.
The girl was busy opening the package book. Read words that can be used as a background. Dean was busy surfing the internet. Search for several articles on various web.
Rahma did nothing. He was confused what to do. Usually when making a report, he will send other members. Just this time he came directly down in the group study.
"You can search in books. Make a summary, or make a formulation of the problem," said Dea who noticed Rahma just kept quiet.
Rahma grits her teeth when rebuked by Dea. His pride seemed to be trampled. Somehow he became reluctant to get close to Dea.
He flipped through the book in confusion. His chest was tight to hold back the anger. Regretting he did not refute the idea of one group with them.
"The next door turns out to be coming," said Arya leaning on the door with her arms crossed.
Four pairs of eyes turned their eyes on Arya. Men
the handsome man approached and sat on the sofa. Dea just stood up and sat close to the man.
"Wow, you're getting more handsome." Dea gave her sweet smile.
It made Arya laugh out loud. It caresses a long, smooth Dea Mane. Shifting his gaze to Dean who was busy with his smartphone.
"It's normal" replied Dean who felt that the question was being pointed out for him. Arya nodded her head understandingly.
"Next time come here we fight again," exclaimed Arya again with a dismissive smile to Dean.
The teenage boy looked at Aya's sister with a fierce look. He said, "Maybe if you're ready to lose."
Arya chuckled with Dean's answer. The man bowed to watch Aya who was below him. Then peek at the report that is being typed Dea.
"You're going to practice?" arya asked who inexplicably sucks in Aya's ears.
Aya put down her package book hard. He turned his body and pinched the small Aryan leg. The man was complaining.
Arya stood up and pinched both of Aya's cheeks. The girl fought back by pinching Arya's arm. No one wants to give up between the two. Dea and Dean smiled at the brother-in-law's familiarity.
In contrast to Rahma who stared at hate. Aya's life is very opposite to her. He hates having a troublesome sister and an older brother who can only rule.
Unknowingly the girl clasped her school skirt tightly. Because it is too tight to cause wrinkles in the uniform.
"Sister help me," Aya argued when she saw Nindia passing in front of the living room with a basket full of clothes.
Nindia paused for a moment and saw what happened. After a few minutes, the girl just walked out of the living room.
Along the way Nindia just smiled looking at Aya and Arya. While in the living room, Aya increasingly hardened her pinch.
"G ... Brother Nindia has the heart with me," complained Aya who still could not let go of Arya's hand.
"Nindia is now sister's ally." Arya took off Aya's cheek and stuck out her tongue before running outside.
"Sir Arya is very sweet," said Dea who looked at Arya with a dream.
Dean just hit his twin brother. The young man flatly said, "Sister Arya doesn't match up with you who are too instalment."
Dea who heard that immediately stood up and crossed her chest. He may have a twin who does not support his own brother.
"Well, what?" dea exclaimed loudly and stood behind Dean. The girl hit the brother's wide back constantly.
Aya tried to break up and distance the two. He asked to immediately continue making the background because the day was getting late.
"When do we start practicing?" asked Rahma who was getting sick of being kept quiet and did not understand anything.
"Yes yes, if Rahma's house is far away. Then bring the materials tomorrow. Later, let his practice Aya take care of," said Aya slowly afraid to offend the girl.
He just did not want Rahma to go home and feel tired. But, the girl seemed to mean something else from Aya's words.
"good. Then I'll go home first." Rahma gouged out and grabbed her bag, and said goodbye.
The three of them were dumbstruck with Rahma's hasty steps. Look at each other and refocus on making reports.
Rahma rushed to the unconscious of Nindia who was in the opposite direction. He hit Nindia's shoulder very hard and passed without saying sorry.
Nindia picked up the empty basket that had fallen. He sighed and continued his steps towards the laundry room. He does not want to interfere too much, as long as it is still at a reasonable limit and does not hurt physically.