For My Brother and Mother
The body is getting older.

This year Nara finished junior high school.

He is growing older and wiser.

Since Nara insulted me and my mother scolded her completely, she began to change her behavior and bad character.

My teaching and my mother he wore, so that at his age now he is more mature than before.

His father's words did not heed too much.

He doesn't want to misunderstand me like he used to.

He admitted he was very sorry at that time.

That morning Nara was at school.

My dad was ready to attend his favorite kid's show.

I looked at him from a distance.

I haven't seen my stepfather's face for a long time.

As I remember he was tall and brave, burly and feared by everyone.

But now, his hair was already partially white.

Her body is a little skinny.

His face was wrinkled and his eyes light as if nothing.

I realized one thing.

He is old, his strength is not as it used to be, in his age now he should have rested at home enjoying his old age.

But he still had to send my sister who still graduated smp.

How not, in his young age he never lasted with the affairs of marriage, the marriage he built was not durable, not even a child was born from his previous marriage.

Maybe his wife who once could not stand his nature and behavior and chose to divorce in a marriage that is still a corn.

It was only with my mother that she had children, and that child was the key to my mother surviving even though her household had actually been destroyed long ago.

So when at such an old age children should have grown up and replaced the role of their parents, in this case, parents still slam bones because their children still need school and not mature.

Sometimes my mother's feelings show up.

But then the memory of his bad words to me and his nature regained my senses.

I was never considered a child by her, where perhaps she wanted me to take care of her old age, I murmured inwardly.

Maybe if he can't talk and can't do anything else, he won't be able to dodge and make a sound when I'm taken care of later, I murmured again in a heart that was provoked by the anger that I had been craving all this time.

I took a long breath.

I'm privileged by my bad prayers for my stepfather.

However he is also the father of my brother, how will the fate of my brother later if his father must lie down can not what when he still needs a father figure.

May he be given health always, kasiahan sister and my mother, if later he will only be a burden if he is sick.

"Kin..!!", exclaimed my mother, breaking my daydream.

"Yes" I said, putting the broom in my hand.

"It's easy to leave first yes, take care of the house" said my mother went to graduation event my sister nara.

"Well let's go, it's Nara's show, it's got nothing to do with her", he said passing through me

Astagfirullah, I murmured in my heart.

"Patience ya kin, briefly again if your mother's house is finished you will be free from him" said my mother comforted me.

"Yes buk", I said kissing the back of my mother's hand.

"Assalammualaikum" said my mother walking away.

"Walaikumsalam", I said looking at him more and more invisible from where I stood.

It's true my mother said, I'll be free from it when the new house is finished.

But it also meant that I would be away from my mother and sister, should I take care of my mother in her old age.

I suddenly cried thinking about it.

My body immediately sat on the floor.

"May there be happiness in my mother's old days, O God" I said softly as I wiped my tears that fell.