Kenan's Destiny
Kenan's Resolute Attitude

"Agod! Auntie, geez!" Kiran's whining voice faintly sounded by Kenan who was still pedaling a bicycle approaching the house.

"Sister! Help u! Sorry, Bi!" Kiran begged again still sobbing.

"Kira?" Kenan's foot was getting faster as the voice of the younger brother continued to burrow in the ear.

"What's going on?" He muttered again with a troubled heart.

Kenan jumped off the bike and let it roll on the ground. His hand violently smashed through the door until it made a loud noise that shocked everyone.

"Sister!" call Kiran with a face soaked by tears. The blood all over Kenan's body boiled to see Aunt's hand grab Kiran's hair.

He no longer cared about his Uncle, this time the woman had already exceeded his limits. Seeing Kiran's tears falling, Kenan could not control himself.

"You want what you? He had dared to sneak into the kitchen and eat my food. Sassy! He deserved to be punished, " said Bibi with a voice rising above the thunderbolt.

There was Uncle who did nothing, he just watched with a sad expression that sucks. If he was dear, he wouldn't let his wife hurt Kiran.

Taking wide steps, the young man came to the place where Bibi hurt her sister. His hands firmly blocked Aunt's sassy arm which grabbed the little girl's hair.

Aunty screamed in pain, but Kenan didn't care. His face grimaced with pain in the bones and joints.

"Le-fit! Y-you hurt me!" please Aunt stammered.

"Dine! Let go of your aunt's hand, she's in pain," cried Uncle worried about his wife.

Kenan turned the hand mercilessly. Screams echoed throughout the house, making anyone who heard would feel the pain.

"Now you're yelling asking me to let go of this bastard's hand, Uncle! Where was your voice when this hand grabbed my sister's hair? Lookie! Look at that sinless little face! He was just hungry and wanted to eat something!" bentak Kenan no longer respected the man.

Uncle's reaction was unable to answer Kenan's question. He opened his mouth, then closed it back without a word.

"He's cu-ri ma-kanan-ku!" said Auntie tired.

"Your food!" Kenan laughed heartily. He turned to the woman's hair, pulled it so tightly that he grimaced while holding the young man's hand.

"That's our food, not yours!" Kenan pushed the body firmly until it slammed and hit the wall. Causes a great thumping sound.

"My wife!"

"Mother!"

The head to the woman's back hit the wall of the house firmly. He grimaced without a sound, crying without tears. His eyes closed tightly as a great feeling of dizziness struck. The fat body drooped, even to speak he was unable.

Uncle and Roni came to him in a panic. The man's face paled to see his wife writhing in pain.

"And he's your nephew, Uncle! Kiran and I are your responsibility, but you treat us like animals that you feed us. You squeeze my energy, you enjoy my money .. go! This is my house, not yours" hardened Kenan pointed out a way out for them. Her chest was blooming because emotions made her tight.

The surprised faces they showed, the pupils of the two men widened. Their open mouths allow thousands of bees to enter. It's unexpected, Kenan will drive them out.

"You're kicking us out?" Uncle Kenan is moving. Align yourself with Kenan who is dominated by anger. In the young man's arms Kiran was still as unwilling.

"You deaf, Uncle? Do I need to repeat? Get your feet out of my house right now! I'm not letting parasites like you live in this house. You take everything from me, you want to rule over my mother's father's legacy. I'm sick of seeing prams like you're soiling my house!" asserted Kenan once again.

The three people frowned unhappily. The aunt slowly endured the pain all over her body.

"You can't kick us out of here. The government has given up your guardian rights to us" he said, though weakly heard.

Kenan pulled one corner of his lips. Pout the now defenseless woman.

"That was, Auntie. Mom had just died and I was very young, but now I'm an adult. We can take care of ourselves without bothering Auntie and Uncle. After all, we haven't taken care of you all this time, have you? To eat, I have to make money. What is the difference between you and not being here? For me, it's the same. Go before I kick you one by one behind the forbidden forest hill!" Kenan's eyes lit up sharply.

There was no mercy he showed them. Too sick of living under the restraints and rules that incriminate him.

"I don't want to hear a rebuttal or a lament begging. Leave the car keys and the key to Mom's shophouse. That's not your right, it's our right as children of the Mother's descendants" Kenan said before an open Uncle's mouth to protest.

"Well, but at least let us take our clothes," he resigned and relented. How else would you like? Everything they enjoyed right now, belonged to Kenan and Kiran.

"dress? Which clothes? For that alone you have no right. You bought it with my mother's money, so what do you mean by your clothes?" Kenan grunts.

"You came to this house with a piece of clothing that you were wearing, and that dress you threw away, I will reveal what is currently attached to your body. Go quickly! Or ... Did I just lock you guys up in the back shed?" Kenan gave his grin.

They stared in horror at the figure of the cold young man before. The feathers in their bodies bristled, shuddering in horror.

"Come, Dad, Mom, let's go! Kenan has changed. He's not the Kenan that he used to be" said Roni who had witnessed for himself how the ceramic ashtrays turned to ash.

Kiran took off a hug, she looked at Kenan who was slowly lowering the tensed veins on her face. Sensing Kiran's touch, the young man turned around. Squatting in front of the sister while holding both hands.

"Sister has to do it, Kiran. If they stay here our lives will never be good. Are you okay?" said Kenan gave understanding to his sister.

Kiran smiled, took off Kenan's hand and embraced the brother's neck.

"It's okay, Kiran can understand. In the future our lives will be more peaceful without them. Kiran will not be afraid anymore Brother lives alone at home, Big Brother can work quietly. Kiran will remain at home waiting for Brother," replied the sister as she tightened her embrace.

Kenan commented on the smile, he lifted Kiran's small body in a sling and took her to sit at the dining table.

"We eat, Brother is hungry too" he said. Kiran nodded happily. That night, they were free to sit at the dinner table. Free to watch TV even fall asleep there. No one forbids, no one scolds.