Light For Stars
Chapter Thirty Three

"Basar kid doesn't know it's lucky! Not know yourself! Until when are you going to keep making trouble and humiliating papa, huh? Until when?" Arya kept kicking the body of her second son who had already fallen down on the floor.

"Pa, already. If you keep hitting a star like this he could die, Pa." Amara who usually just shut up every time she saw the Star beaten by her father, this time could not stand still.

"Let the child die, all this time he can only look for because" replied Arya who is still controlled by emotions.

"Then kill me, Pa. Anyway... All this time I'm alive or dead you don't care?" hiss Star. Di stared intently at his papa while enduring the pain in his body from being beaten by his father earlier.

The star could have fought back, but he chose silence. The star wants to know to what extent his papa will act.

"Ouh..want your hotshot huh. All right if it wants you." Arya who is still in control of emotions is getting ignited to hear the words of her second son. He went to the barn and took something from there.

Amara's eyes rounded when she saw Arya coming out of the warehouse with a baseball bat. He immediately hugged the body of the Star as Arya was about to swing the stick made of iron.

"Don't hurt my son again. Please don't hurt him again. It is enough to force our will upon him. As parents, we should be the ones who understand them. It's not them who have to understand us" Amara said. "We were wrong, Mom. We are wrong to continue to impose our will all this time. We should have talked to them. Listen to their opinions. Not forcing our will continuously."

"What did you say Amara? Move you! I have to give him the punishment for continuing to give me trouble!" exclaim Arya.

"Mas, it's not the stars that give the problem. But, we. We never say the reason why we continue to impose our will on him. So, how can he understand our situation, with our fear. Mas, talk about everything. Tell the stars the truth why we continue to impose our will. I'm sure the stars will understand better if we say everything" Amara explained at length.

Arya threw away the baseball bat that was about to be swung to the Star to the floor. He took a deep breath then closed his eyes for a moment. Should he be honest about Cakra's true condition? In fact, Cakra did not want to look weak by his younger brother because of his illness.

"What happened to your beloved son? Do you want to tell me that she has a serious illness so you keep spoiling her? Or is there some other reason I should understand about your beloved son?" ask Stars. "I'm sick of all this. I'm sick of being forced to do this. I'm also sick of having to be the one to keep giving up."

"Star..your sister.he's really sick. As a child, she had Jan's disease.... "

"Fuck the disease! If he's sick why not just die so as not to trouble me?" A star still overwhelmed with emotion says things out of his control.

"You're right. I should have just died so as not to trouble you" said Cakra. "I'm sorry because because of me, you have to go through this suffering. I'm sorry." Cakra holds his left chest.

"Cakra... Why are you, son? Cakra... You're okay, right?" Amara approached her first son.

Amara was so shocked when she saw Cakra suddenly collapsing. At that time also the emotions that had mastered the Star just walked out changed with panic. He approached his brother.

"Cakra! Awake, Son! Wake up! Cakra wake!" amara shouted as she hugged her first son's body.

"Ma, what happened to Kakra?" ask the star who also looks shocked to see the state of the brother he hated.

"Surge you!" Arya pushes the Star away from Cakra. "Sir Dul, get the car ready! We're taking Cakra to the hospital now!" aryan Letters.

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"Den." A pat on the Star's shoulder draws the Star from its reverie. Stars watched.

"Big. Does Bibik know that Kak Cakra has been sick all this time?" asked the Star while looking at the middle-aged woman who worked as a domestic assistant.

The middle-aged woman called Bik nodded.

"So, everyone in this house knows about my brother's condition and only I know nothing?" The star closed its eyes.

"Bibik actually wants to tell Aden, but Mr. Cakra forbids it. He doesn't want to live with the mercy of people, even if it's Aden. He would rather Aden hate him than see Aden grieve for him" replied the woman called Bik.

"Since when has Brother Cakra been sick?"

"Since he was born."

Again. Stars feel like useless people. Her brother had been sick since birth, but why did she not know anything about the illness that her brother was suffering from? Is this because everyone in this house is good at keeping secrets? Or is he who is too indifferent to the circumstances around so that he becomes an insensitive person? Not only insensitive, he even lives by hating his brother.

"Bik, tell me everything! I want to know about my brother!" pinta Bintang earnestly.

The aunt started telling me everything. After hearing the story of the housekeeper made the Star realize that he had been the one who ignored. He just focused on the hatred and injustice he felt without figuring out the reason why everyone did that? And it really makes the stars very sorry. If she was more sensitive, she would have felt that her brother was not in good shape.

"Big. Brother Cakra will be fine right? He's not leaving because of what I said, is he?" The star recalled her words shortly before her brother fell unconscious.

Really am. Had she known her brother was really sick, she would never have said anything that hurt him.

"In Shaa Allah Den Cakra will be fine, Den," replied the Bibik.

"I'll be at the hospital."

"Den, shouldn't Aden take a shower?"

"No, Bik. I want to know the state of Kakra. I wanted to apologize to him, "the star replied.

"Yes, it's up to Aden. But, Aden, don't speed? Just take the bike slowly!" The aunt reminded.

"Yes, Bik."

The star immediately rushed to the hospital with one of its collection motors in the trunk.