
"Sister, I'm sorry."
"Yes." Yeah."
That's all I heard from my brother's lips. He didn't look at me one bit. She's so cold.
He pushed the wheelchair I was sitting in, silently. Leaving the room that I had been living in for one week, until I arrived at the hospital.
Leading me to the ground, to the car he parked. Fetching and helping myself to sit, next to him, where he was driving, without a smile on his face.
I just want to cry. Feeling the tightness that squeezes my chest. I wanted to hug her, but I didn't have the courage. Because it was so heavy that I made a mistake in his heart. By taking the life of his heart. And also the mother of an innocent child.What mistake is greater than that.
I just bowed weakly beside him. Dare not look at him, let alone talk to him.
"Masaya, after all you're my sister. I've already dropped the report. And now I want you to go home."
I don't know what to answer.
"For the time being, I hope you don't mind staying at sister's house."
"Thank you, Brother."
"There, you will be accompanied by Rahma and Tata."
Mayasa nodded weakly.
"If you need anything, tell them."
"Yes." Yeah."
Doesn't feel clear in my eyes just pass through the pelupuk. But he still did not look.
Brother ... I also miss them, whether they know or not about my whereabouts.
I don't know who I really am. Since childhood diasuk by grandmother Yasmin, old people who exist in small villages. At the foot of Mount Sinabung.
Finished High School, I got picked up by Papi Ryan. And since then, I've been introduced to the black world. Although only as a registrar or arrange papi couriers.
Until one day, papi brought me to this city. I accidentally saw Layla. Surprisingly Papi always told me to play Layla. Breaking into the companies Layla manages.
I finally found out that I was Layla's twin. Who exchanges and when, intentionally or not. I don't know.
Papi was furious when the company was able to rise. Because of Zaidan's help. Papi Ryan was furious. Assigned me to finish off Zaidan's daughter on the grounds that it was Zaidan's daughter who had usurped my rights to the company. I don't know, if it's just Papi's game, to destroy my family and Zaidan's company all at once.
Who wants to be a killer. I do too, I don't want to ....
But I had no choice, Papi Ryan threatened to kill Yasmin's grandmother and her family without remaining.
That night was the night I was most afraid of. The first time papi had smeared this hand with blood. But I'm helpless. If only I had a choice ....
I wish I could tell my sister, who is beside me right now. But I really can't.
After crossing the bridge, on the road that split the rice fields, the brother stopped his car. Be quiet for a long time. I'm gonna give myself a chance to see it.
Seen clear circles coming out of his closed eyes. He sniffled for a long time. From her trembling lips, I heard her lips whisper,
"Zahara, I can't take it."
Putting his head on the wheel. Without looking, he said to me,
"Is there a chain bracelet in your hand?"
I dare not answer ...
"The Mayasa answer !!!"
The sound is heavy and loud. Jolts me. Until I was so nervous and scared. But I finally had the courage to answer. It's hard because it's going to hurt me and for him.
"Yes..."
"Comeout. Throw that thing away!!"
I could only sit quietly by his side.
"Mayasa, you don't hear me!!"
He didn't see me at all. He looked away with tears that he could no longer bear.
Shakingly I opened the car door. I tried to lift my body which still felt pain in my left shoulder and leg. Trudging, I stood by holding the car. Trying to walk to the river in front of me. Just 5 steps I walked, I staggered, and fell.
Sitting down, I rested for a moment, taking off the bracelet and also the chain-shaped white silver necklace, giving papi Ryan.
If life is only to be played. Especially as a puppet, destroying his own family. What it means ....
I don't want Papi Ryan anymore .... Simultaneously, I threw the necklace and bracelet deep into the rushing stream there.
I'm still sitting on that grass. I think my injuries are getting painful. Want me to cry. But ....
I must be strong ....
I can finally stand back. And step back into the car. I found her still looking away not looking at me.
"Achrrgg ..." I screamed painfully.
"Why, sick!!"
I'm silent.
"Why silence??!!"
hiks .. hiks .. hiks ....
"I'm sorry Mayasa, Brother. Please .... Kill Mayasa ....
Hix .. hiks .. hiks ....
He was silent, and kept looking away. Looking far ahead.
"One more thing, the butterfly tattoo on your hand is what you've removed."
I don't care about him anymore, I scream.
"Who has a tattoo. Look at Mayasa's hand."
I held out both my hands to her. While looking away. I don't want to see it. Because he has no heart ....
Sis, you better kill me than you treat me like this.
"The pictures on my hands are not tattoos but hayna. I like to paint, let alone paint hayna."
Hix .. hiks .. hiks ....
I heard you whispering softly.
"Zahara, forgive us. Calm down you're there."
Unexpectedly, brother hugged me very tightly. And let me cry in his arms.
I felt her tears dripping down my hair.
"I'm sorry, sister, Mayasa. Brother's anger has hurt you."
"Sister, I want a sister. I want all. I'm sorry, Brother."
He kept holding me.
"If you haven't forgiven Mayasa. Let Mayasa serve Mayasa's sentence."
"I'm sorry, sister, Mayasa. I just want to give you this."
He pulled out a small box from the car drawer. Then he took off one hand and showed a sparkling jewel bracelet.
"But why is big brother like that, Mayasa is scared."
"Son't just afraid to see what Anya's seen of you."
"Sister doesn't want Anya to see you as the person she's been afraid of all this time."
Then put the jewel bracelet in my hand, without letting go of his embrace.
"You are Mayasa, Anya's aunt."
"Bad brother," I hit his weak chest and cried in his chest.
Just this time I felt the embrace of the person who loved me as a brother.
"Already, forgive brother."
I just nodded. And escape from his arms. And rubbing the remains of tears.
Brother smiled sincerely at me. Then run the car back. Tracing the streets in the middle of the rice fields.
Until it does not feel like you have been in a very beautiful house.
Warmly, this time my brother helped me out of the car. And let me sit in a wheelchair. And then drove me inside.
"Oh yes .. Brother wants to tell you, in 2 weeks you will have a reception for your sister's wedding."
"So not yet the reception. May I draw hayna on brother-in-law and Anya."
"As far as they are."
"Ka, can Mayasa find them?"
"May, I hope tomorrow you can bring them here."
My brother took me to my room.
I saw a Qur'an and a Mukenah on my bed.
I looked at brother.
"This is for you."
"Sister, I can't."
"To this day, you learn the same bi Rahma. God willing, I will teach you next. It's brother's responsibility."
"Thank you, Brother."
"So, don't go first,"
"Quick return with Anya and sister-in-law."
"God willing ."
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