Him, Feronika
Pain No Medication

"Hello .. yes, Ma. Nan is coming home soon. I'm visiting Mama Linda and Papa Nano right now. Sorry to make Mama anxious." The mobile phone stuck to the side of the ear, Nan was still crouching while plucking some grass on a wet mound of dirt because it was raining. He stared blankly for two minutes before completely leaving his parents' last bed.

Hampri no one knows how Nan's life used to be, super cute teenagers who were endowed with God with charming looks. He, whose full name was Lin Qionan had a height of one hundred and eighty-eight. His slightly wavy black hair copied his late father, while his ivory-white skin and tanned iris plagiarized his late mother's. Since their departure, Nan was raised by Miss—, a thirty-four-year-old woman she now calls Mama.

Today, Miss said there was an urgent need so could not take Andrea to Sofi's house. At a time like this, as the firstborn must be on standby, because no one will deliver. The chauffeur? There is no driver. Longing to lack trust in outsiders, all done alone before getting to know Bahtiyar—suamiinya. It also employs only one gardener and a middle-aged mother to help clean the house. Once the task was completed the two workers were allowed to go home.

Not long ago parked the motor to the garage, Nan heard the screams of Andrea—adik the only—memorized the sound of the motor.

"Come on! I'll wait outside, okay?" Andrea's small steps away from the kitchen connected to the garage.

"Five minutes ... Brother get ready first." Soon Nan headed to the bathroom and changed clothes—all done briefly—other than the jacket, she also snatched the hat that was behind the door.

Feeling refreshed after the rain, the hot air changed cool, Andrea took a deep breath, letting the smell of the wet ground pierce the sense of smell. Grain of water in the foliage seemed to sparkle with light from the cracks of the clouds.

"Yeah!" Nan suddenly emerged from the garage.

"God! Just ngagetin, yeah." Andrea responded to Nan with a smile and a soft somersault.

With the brothers' mountain bikes to the Sofi residence, it did not take long to reach his sister's friend's house.

Sofi house shades of green, ornamental flowers add a beautiful impression to live in. Time passes quickly. As fast as the handicrafts that Sofi and Andrea made. When all is done, the two say goodbye.

Halfway through Andrea patted Nan on the shoulder. Hinting to pull over the bike, he said, "Sister, buy me a lick, yuk!"

Nan stopped slowly near the seller on the side of the road. Approaching one of the five-star street vendors, it was evident not just the two were in line. The orange wagon was until it was invisible because it was surrounded by buyers.

"Eh, Mas Nan. Go ahead! As usual, huh?" Apparently the seller is familiar with one of the loyal buyers.

"Casual, Sir. In order." It is not logical to attack, while there are those who have waited first, Nan strongly holds the culture in line.

While waiting for the order made the two brothers chatted cheerfully, Nan occasionally played his phone, reply to a message with whom. Andrea felt neglected. Like a detective, he's stealing glances trying to make sure.

"Hayo, dating, huh?" Terka Andrea suddenly.

Hearing that Nan choked on her own saliva, dating? Girlfriend from Hongkong. In school, he chose to be alone. Only one friend has she had, a friend since her Junior High, Renji.

"Leave coughing! My pantes were dicuekin. Sebel!" Andrea was scapegoating while yanking the sidewalk.

"Hey! Oi! Where's that shit from? This is brother again reply Renji's message." Then putting the phone in his pants pocket, Nan got up from his seat and paid for the order.

Nan said, "Partially you were a kid not dating, learning the real thing!" Nan smiled wryly, knowing what a smelly child would be about love.

For Nan, family is the most perfect love. Why could that be? If you think about it now, it feels funny. Once upon a time, he had put his heart to his childhood friend, when he was still sitting in Elementary School. It sounded ridiculous, until at the end in First High School, he ventured into expressing his feelings. Accepted, dong, surely? Is wrong! He got a rejection. In .. yes, the reason is quite reasonable, the girl said she wanted to focus on gaining knowledge.

If remembered, Nan has always been an impromptu guidance teacher during exams, even when she got the homework she did. With the hope of his love being accepted, but .. sometimes the desire is not in line with the expectations. Oh, comeon. About wanting to focus on gaining knowledge maybe just a reason. Once knowing the girl was close to the soccer captain who went home on a motorcycle. Bonding, fondling.

What an honorless behavior. Just because ... well doesn't need to be discussed anymore. Subconsciously, Nan made it the second reason to dedicate his time. More careful, according to the watchword that looms all this time, it is better to save energy for something more meaningful. Such a love affair, sweet according to most people, but very bitter for him. The most painful memories, first impressions and first love that managed to plant a wound. Well forget.

"Ckckl! " Nan mimicked the sound of a lizard, then muttered, "it hurts without medicine." Because Andrea's memory of the past comes back.

"Why, Brother?"

"It's nothing, yuk!"

The two continued on their way back, Andrea standing at the back while holding onto Nan's shoulders. As soon as the corner, suddenly a car passed and almost grazed, and it made the bike look good. The incident of smelling asphalt did not really happen, Nan's long legs were able to maintain the balance in order to stay safe, but not with Andrea.

"Yes! You're okay?" There was a tremor in Nan's voice, anxiety clearly reflected on the shriveled forehead. Andrea's eyes looked red, clear lips had soaked her chubby cheeks.

Andrea saw the wound on her knee due to scratched the pavement tile. A red viscous liquid flowed, he shuddered in horror and screamed hysterically, his cries breaking. "Silver, Brother. My feet are pataaah!"

The car stopped, a tall, strapping man in a black suit came down. He stared at Nan who was busy helping Andrea stand up, while taking something out of her pants pocket.

"It's compensation money" he said.

"Please bring it back! I don't need it!" Nan firmly pressed the man's hand until it landed on his chest, his eyes narrowed when he realized two people were unmoved in the car.

"Sir! Stay right here!" Doni's big fingers pressed firmly on the princess's shoulders as she opened the car door.

"Tap—"

"It's orders! Let Mr. Lan take care of it," concluded the man beside him.

A deep breath was seen before opening the car door, he ignored the orders of the Papi, the round-eyed girl came down just like that. "Gue min—"

"Ooh, so this is the owner of the car!" hardik Nan without a sieve, "so arrogant, I don't need your money!"

Nan was furious about Andrea's safety. If only met in a better situation, of course he felt happy. Not only is it a literal pleasure to meet the girl whose owner glares at witty eyes, even she will .. wait! The phrase only applies to people who have known each other for a long time. The feeling may not be present in an instant, due to a brief encounter.