For My Brother and Mother
The fruit fell not far from the tree

It's late, I'm still waiting for Nara in front of the house.

It's always me and my mom who are nervous.

His father just knew his son had not come home was not possible.

He always comes home late at night, hanging out with his friends.

He was more used to it than spending time with his family.

I paced back and forth on the front porch of the house.

I got a wall clock that shows 8 p.m.

"It's night" I said, worried.

After school Nara did not go home, where did she go..??.

My mother looked very anxious, and occasionally wanted to go out on her own looking for her.

"Kin, I can't stand it, I want to go find Nara" said my mother rushed to wear her sandals.

"Don't open.!!, Satria has been looking for Nara, we just wait" I said to prevent it.

Nara came in from the front gate of the house.

With his leisure he walked in, like nothing happened.

Kupandangi.

He was dressed casually, where was his uniform, I murmured.

I approached him.

"What the hell mbak.??" he said casually.

"You don't think what.!!, I'm nervous waiting for you" I said angrily.

While she did not speak, she was still shocked to see Nara without her uniform.

"I was just playing" said Nara again.

"You should go home first, saying goodbye to my mother", I cried.

"Sorry", reply.

"What...??, sorry..!!, you are talking to you again lhoo", I said more and more emotionally.

"Bak said dad, mbak it's not my mom, yes again, anyways in the hawaiian house is not good because there is mbak" he said no matter.

I was silent to hear his words.

Mother came to him and shook Nara's body until she fell on the ground.

"Si don't know in your profit Nara...!!, your mother has sacrificed a lot for you, quite a mother who once khilaf hurt her feelings, you don't...!!!", my mother shouted with sobbing sobs.

I looked at my mother with tears that did not feel soaked my cheeks.

My mother really defended me this time.

Which even I can't speak in front of Nara.

"What a dirty word has your father given you, hahh.!!!, your father has destroyed the harmony of our family, especially your happiness..!!, if not because his request did not divorce your father who is lacking"that for your sake and your mother's sake, already my mother divorced him from the past.!!", exclaimed my mother again shook Nara's body in front of him.

Nara was just stunned to hear my mother's anger with her glassy eyes.

Then he looked at me.

I swiped my face from her, I was so hurt she didn't consider me her brother.

Indeed we are different fathers, but mother's blood flows in our bodies, I murmured in my heart while crying without a sound.

"Mbak...??", exclaimed Nara with a trembling tone.

I went inside the house ignoring his call.

He knocked on my door and apologized if he was guilty.

Then my mother approached him again.

He looked at my sister's face.

"You know Nara, the fruit does not fall far from the tree, just once incitement, you have behaved like your father, lucky mother, Kinara ibuk has the nature of his late father who can sincerely love us, love you more" exclaimed my mother.

Hearing that I cried even more in the room.

"Bukk, sorry, I don't know" Nara said, lowering her gaze.

"If your mother takes care of you by looking at your father's ridicule and ridicule, I don't blame her if she abandons you and doesn't consider you a sister, either, ibuk never spoke frankly to you because you were a child, now you are an adult Nara..!!", said my mother then left Nara who was still sobbing sobs.

I did not help him intentionally this time.

Let this be a life lesson for him.

No one can deny that Nara is his father's son.

But he could reject his father's bad teachings and bad qualities.

I just hope that when he falls in the community later, he will be more able to appreciate others, not like his father.

It doesn't matter what kind of parents we are born with, as long as we can organize our lives and be good people, people will appreciate us more wherever we stand.