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#50 Support from Farrel
Sebastian stepped into the house in limp steps, the man walked into his room with his head bowed, without greeting or intending to see the state of his house. Farrel who had just arrived and was sitting with the mother was confused, the man wanted to approach the youngest but mother Laura blocked his hand.
“Let alone, it has been one week more he is so.” he said.
Farrel glanced at Sebastian who had reached the very end of the stairs and just disappeared into his room, “Hah, why Bun? Can be kayak zombie so.”
“Again there is a problem with Cherryl, justin later if you feel already mendingan new mother talk again.” replied the middle-aged woman with a thin smile trying to calm the youngest son who had shown a worried look, even though he himself thought.
Mother Laura can roughly guess why the relationship Cherryl and Sebastian could suddenly change like that, well, she certainly can understand the situation.
“You came home for a holiday ‘kan? If so please take your sister to school in the next few days, mother was horrified that she was driving her condition was not because so.” he continued which made Farrel sigh but finally nodded in agreement.
“Try Farrel to talk to Babas.” said the guy.
Sebastian sat himself on the edge of the bed before even turning on the lights of his room, the guy also looks chaotic, not much different from Cherryl. He turned on his phone and stared at his message room with the cherry chick, the last message he sent the last time was eight days ago.
“Gue should do again..” the monologue slowly.
On several occasions Sebastian had intended to approach Cherryl and invite him to chat, at least for a moment. She misses the girl, her days feel so empty if there is no Cherryl. But seeing the girl's grim face at school makes her undo her intentions for fear that she will be ignored or even rejected outright.
Yesterday Alfian was so worried that the guy suddenly fainted because when he saw, anyone would know he was not okay. The tall guy also still kept his mouth shut and did not want to demand any explanation from Sebastian.
Actually Sebastian has prepared himself if Cherryl will be angry and cry loudly and ask for time to think, the outline can be guessed. But knowing that after that the cherry girl just cut off contact for days, feels heavy for her too.
“Bas?”
Farrel's figure entered the room after turning on the lights, making the sister round her eyes wide in shock.
“Abang when to go home?” his question then stood up and greeted the elder who sat down next to him.
“Tadi noon. Lo why sampe nyelonong enter the house do not say hello no nyapa play through aja.” said Farrel then patted Sebastian's shoulder slowly.
“Hehe, sorry Bang. More thoughts.” replied the guy.
Farrel snorted, “Still problems at school already like undead how will be told to take care of business lo?” the chandelier that even made the youngest bow his head lethargic.
“You know you can tell me things, right?” farrel asked, his voice soft but punctuated by a worried tone that felt stifling to Sebastian and made the guy nod slowly.
“Iya, Bang.”
“Mother said there was a problem with Cherryl? I don't know how heavy the problem is but when you lemes like this anyway, Bas? Like people do not eat aja.” said Farrel who is actually to berguyon but he became silent when the sister even looked at him in silence.
Linked Farrel eyebrows, “Lo really do not eat?!” tanyakanya.
Firstborn directly stand up, “Lo shower now, spout. I go down to take food, watch out if I come back lo still in bed.” he said with a serious face and then move out of the room leaving Sebastian alone.
The guy again sighed furiously and immediately moved from his seat to take a bath, he did not want to add to his headache because he heard the nagging from his brother later. A few moments after fitting him out of the bathroom in full clothes, Farrel was asleep in his bed and on the nightstand table was available a plate of rice and side dishes brought by the brother.
“Gue does not matter if you have a lot of thoughts, it takes time to make your own or make a thought but rather you have to eat. I'm not saying Mommy.” said Farrel as he sat back on the edge of the bed.
“Thanks, Bang.”
After waiting for a long time finally Sebastian finished with the food, the guy kept the plate back on the table and then he glanced at the brother who had changed position to be supine, looking tired.
“Abang rest aja, can talk again later malem.” said Sebastian slowly, Farrel who heard it even closed his eyes with his arms.
“Kalo you want to tell me nothing while horrin.”
Before he could get out a word or two, Sebastian clenched his mouth to see Farrel who had fallen asleep and his breathing swallowed regularly. He decided to lie down and rest his eyes for a moment until finally the two sons of the Sanjaya family entered the dream world.
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Farrel massaged his temple plan because honestly he did not know about the love of his sister while living abroad with Tony's father. He is also among men who are religious and have strong principles, hearing Sebastian's story he was a bit shocked but also can not fully judge after all life is a choice and dependents of each, he said, but with all his heart, Farrel could understand why Cherryl to break the relationship so far because in the environment around them also religious and social norms that apply much thicker than in the United States which is not a free country.
Sebastian glanced at the clock that showed at one o'clock last night, they were awake at about eleven o'clock then chose to chat while enjoying the night breeze on the balcony, “So what should I do, Bang? I just chat not read at all.” great-grandson slowly.
“Wait a few more days. I can't help much if it's directly related to Cherryl, but maybe I can help you make when you meet him.” replied Farrel while turning his head to look at the sister.
“Gue was afraid Cherryl would hate me and not want to see me at all. Hhhh..Mending from the beginning never revealed feelings to him, deh.” he said and again a sigh of frustration that he made perch in the ear of the firstborn.
Farrel's right arm rests on Sebastian's shoulder, “I think he's really lo talking, which is important at the beginning of the circle first. Trouble is gonna catch up again, easy, Bas. If God is pleased no one can ngehalangin.” he said encouraging.
“Lo mending diligently to the church so as not to be dazed like this. I also Saturday tomorrow want to come to the youth community, you follow ya.” invite him again and then approved by Sebastian.
Sebastian feels a little relieved that there is now an older brother who can help him, at least for the next month before the guy flies back to New York. Maybe we will come back in mid-December to celebrate Christmas and the new year together.
Farrel seemed to think then he widened his eyes because he got the idea, “Oh yes Saturday night tomorrow I'm the same kids want to gather. The Cherryl seems to be coming with ‘ right? I'll talk to Irina. How?” his proposal.
The rabbit-toothed guy got back the light in his eyes that these days is getting dimmer, “By, Bang!”
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TBC.