Larme Brisee
Chapter 1: Sinking Into the Flowerbed [part 1]

April 21, 2060

Ting ting ting ting ting!

"Tch! It's so noisy." My grievance that shuts my ears from the loud sound of bells ringing by the orphanage's caretaker mother.

"Everybody get up! It's 05:30!" Shouted the mother of the home from under the stairs whose voice was very shrill.

Those shitty days. Can't the old man speak softly just a little for a day? Huft.... Let it. I as a young person had to succumb to the soon-to-be dead - I mean the old.

I got out of bed with my eyes still dimmed and the look of a sullen face, the morning blind has been asked once who tried whose mood will be good huh?

I rubbed my eyes and walked to the mirror in the closet. I looked like I was wearing black pajamas with white stripes with my hair braided forward, my eyes were pale green like emeralds.

As soon as I could get the bucket and throw the toiletries into it, I grabbed the towel hanging on the wall. Morning shower here is like fighting for a piece of bread in the crowd, many in need so it is very crowded and crowded, therefore as soon as possible I have to use the bathroom first because there is only one bathroom in this orphanage.

Chequek!

I quickly darted towards the bathroom at the end of the hall. The sound of 'chic' across the door was also heard and it was a warning if there were other participants who took part in the race to the bathroom. I won't let it! He ran behind me while pulling my pajamas from behind but I quickly grabbed his leg until he fell and heard the sound of 'COLLAPSE!' the hard one behind me.

"Sister Eril Begooooo!!!!" The strangulation of my little brother Petra who was now immediately chasing me.

I looked back as I slithered with my tongue out and my laughter filled the hall before I realized there was something...

Pork!

I'm tumbling. There was a hard object hit by my head that made me end up lying on the floor, it was an umbrella stretched by my other sister, Sara. He immediately ran away without closing the door, darting straight into the bathroom and slamming the door.

"Pfffff-so Deja vu gini." Petra said as she passed me with a satisfied face.

"Bright..." My grunts, this blind morning has made the mood unpleasant.

Not long after my other brothers and sisters came out of their rooms and lined up for a shower, we were not actually siblings but we all always thought of each other as brothers. We were one brother who was both banished by his biological parents. The mother said, it was rife because of the impact of the global crisis due to the rampage of mutants that ravaged various countries in the world.

The monetary crisis makes the human view of the disposal of children so commonplace that it does not surprise people anymore, but something like this should be prevented if the bastards who want to use good security, ****** is there but not used for what is it? There are pills, there are also nano-contraception but those with a lust brain don't wear them all and in the end innocent children are born only to be thrown into orphanages.

Hope for adoption is like a delusion, in this age it will be very profitable not to have children like him.

"Eril nee-chan! Don't daydream, it's nee-chan's turn!" Chirps my little sister Miva who always carries words from anime to everyday conversation. Wibu.

"Ehh? Ah, yes yes." I didn't realize I was daydreaming long enough.

As soon as possible I finished my bath because today there is an OSIS activity at Notre-Dame International High School. The reason I became a member of OSIS is if my achievements and performance are good at OSIS in addition to academics then I can get a recommendation to enter the best university in the world today, the University of Humanity Gate. My goal is to become a scientist and to nurture my brothers and sisters in the orphanage.

After finishing the bath I rushed to wear clothes and ran small towards the dining room on the ground floor.

"Tumben didn't take long to shower." Ejek Miva is now her turn to take a bath.

I didn't reply because I went straight to the dining room. There, some of them were busy eating breakfast, before breakfast I entered a room with a hole with a pipe in it. There are several buttons with numbers that refer to the room number of each child here, this pipe serves as a shortcut to take the bag from our room.

I pressed the number six button and waited for a while, a few seconds later there was a sound like something was sliding closer and finally the bag and my school uniform came. Not lingering directly I wear the uniform, school uniform is quite simple but the impression of elegance remains. The white shirt I put on neatly, the gray skirt is really cool when I wear it. Even the tie that I just brandished looks so fancy, with a striped pattern between black and gray accompanied by red. The gray sweater that is the complete attribute of the school was also worn with his blazer and lastly I tied my hair as usual, the ponytail with blue ribbon.

After I finished getting dressed I re-entered the dining room and ate with them, today the mother of the home cooks pine perdu and chocolate chaud. Regular daily menu that is repeated constantly, sometimes so sick I will pass my breakfast rations and go straight to school. But today I don't want to eat out.

I sat down and enjoyed breakfast today. The children cheerfully moped with disturbing laughter, I tried to ignore them by paying attention to the news on the hologram TV.

"You know that the After Life Foundation announces with confidence that they can maintain the consciousness of those who die with the condition, the condition of the brain that has not died." Said the female news anchor to the male news anchor next to her.

"You don't have to worry about living forever in the form of digital data because the After Life Foundation is developing Artificial Neuron Fiber to accommodate consciousness or can be called an artificial brain. That thing-"

"Hoaaaaaammmm... It's bullshit, it's bullshit. Promise continues. After all, it's just draining rich people's wallets." My chirps are almost finishing my breakfast.

"Fuck? But it could be affordable for the lower classes like us, Eril-chan." Sahut mother of the home with a light laugh along with her smile.

"Don't expect too much from capitalists. Mutant disaster alone is the culprit of them and now one of them wants to be okay with the facilities at affordable prices for our group? Tch, it feels like a sea cucumber sucked in the nose." My bitter grunts now moved to take my plates and glasses to the sink and soak them in warm water.

"What's that sea cucumber?" Ask my little sister Michelle to the orphanage mother with her face covered in chocolate. He was only six years old.

"You know cucumbers? Well, dip into the sea and that's what Eril nee-chan sucked up." Petra's dreary Ledek was playing me.

"Hush! Don't laugh if the food isn't over. Let's spend it." Beware of the house to Petra.

"I'll go first." My lazy speech went to Petra and rushed to the front door of the orphanage to get out.

"Lho Eril's? I forgot to tell you. Today it's better not to go to school just yet." Suddenly the mother called me who was at the door.

"Why?" I asked who looked back.

"Sorry I forgot to tell you. Check your phone, find news about your school. Oh, or don't just chat your school group. They should have told him from dawn."

Strange, the feeling should be if there was a sudden announcement at least announced last night before bedtime. And again, why does the mother of the parlour seem to know what happened at dawn in my school. I took out my phone and sure enough, there were a lot of notifications from Qine.

A few moments passed in silence. The school group announced the closure of the school for a while until an unspecified time, many of my classmates were confused and asked for an explanation about it but the school did not provide any clarity at all. I immediately opened the OSIS group and the same thing happened, this time the chairman of OSIS, Frein, announced the ban to approach the school area for a while. Because it's...

"Breaking News's. A mysterious mutant rampage has been seen ravaging Notre-Dame International High School since 3 a.m. The mutant is of the type Huntiosk and security forces are trying to disable him. So far the conditions are not producing results from the collision of the mutants." The mother of the parlour changed other channels and the news answered the reason why my school was terminated for a while.

"In addition, we also received reports that a number of orphanages in the suburbs reported that mutants ravaged the orphanage and killed most of the innocent children"

Uh! Just be right! I hate school holidays! Especially since this bastard Huntiosk appeared randomly and in my school also rampaged. Huft... I think I'm gonna use this impromptu day off for quantum physics. "Bahhh... Fucking mutants..." My grunts are scuffling with these mutants.

"Already, already. Not complained. Instead, I'll take you out for a walk today. Incidentally, I want to meet with the investors of our orphanage." Said the mother of the house while gently cleaning Michelle's cheeks. "Let's get everything ready, we're leaving this out. Eril, you're hot on the car first." Pinta's mommy is busy cleaning up the mess made by the kids.

"Yes... Okay." Okay." My husband then took a car key in the shape of a card in a box attached to the wall near the sink.

Investor huh?... Yeah, good news. More money for our orphanage facilities. But what good are they investing in poor orphanages like us? For now it is not very important, the most important thing is that our facilities are fulfilled. I was too lazy to change clothes to keep wearing a uniform and rot to wait for the others in the mini van parked next to the home.

"Don't change your clothes first, Eril?" Asked the mother when I was about to close the door that connects directly to the garage.

"Males." My heart then closed the door.

I got in the car and waited for the others to get ready. It took a long time also for the mother of the home to herd the children into the mini van, either it might have been thirteen minutes since I heated the car. Finally they went into the garage with a face that was very excited to walk around than school today, for some reason only they were happy when school holidays happened suddenly. I do not like to waste the day not studying, although self-taught is not a bad thing as well but tutoring from teachers is certainly more effective than self-taught. After heating the car I moved my seat to the back, the door opened and Miva and Petra with her teledor jumped in and threw herself on the bench next to me.

The jedug!

Ouch... Stuffy! I was squeezed by those who just got into the mini van with a crush. Ahh mo's! I hate taking a walk! Aaaaaa! I want to put this irritation in front of their faces, but of course there is no way I can do it. At least this is only for my personal ingestion material.

The mother went inside and started running the mini van, with the sound of the roar of this car also leaving for a long narrow journey... Lengthy... Banget.

Forty minutes had passed and miraculously I was still able to maintain my sanity beside these noisy and violent brothers and sisters. It feels so light my head. All I can do is be patient and hope to get to the destination of the home. My position is close to the window, I also tendered my forehead on the glass while daydreaming.

Many have told me from a long time ago that being orphaned is not something to think about, they say that there is no bullying or differentiation for our condition like this. And yet? It's not really what they think. They were busy saying that being orphaned was something to be proud of, their reason being that our parents must have mostly died trying to fight the mutants during the Mutant Outbreak in 2038.

In fact, cases of soaring babies being dumped or given to orphanages have surged since 2043, while the Mutant Outbreak only occurred for three years and soon after that many governments in the world protect their country with electromagnetic superconductor protectors in order to prevent more deaths. Actually, this case of baby disposal is caused by economic difficulties. Historically, governments in many countries have banned children until they are allowed to return by 2050. However, these married couples remain stubborn and finally realize that the still difficult economic conditions make it impossible for them to take care of their children.

"Well! It's over." Said the mother of the parlour with her carefree spirit that broke my daydream.