Loving Brother Lift
Chapter 3

"La! How come bengong? Already! Get another spoon! Eat here!" Dimas disperse the reverie of Nirmala.

"Eh, yes. Shorty, Brother."

Without rejection, Nirmala took a spoon and ate a plate together with Dimas. This time he ate gracefully and slowly. Nirmala bribed and chewed very carefully. He had to keep his image in front of Dimas. He doesn't want to be said to be rude or anything.

"Well, that. Brother sister should get along. So who sees also sings." Sukma supported Nirmala and Dimas, who were considered to be his own children, eating together. He did not think that the brother sister's relationship would make them love each other, as two people of different types. Sukma just assume, Dimas and Nirmala will love each other, like brother and sister.

"Hehe, yes, Mom." Dimas smiled, let alone having such support.

"La! Try it here, A!" Dimas pointed his spoon at Nirmala. He tried to feed Nirmala.

"Huh? What the hell, brother?" Nirmala blushed in shame. He was actually made to float by Dimas.

"Hun, open his mouth! A!" Dimas repeated his words, this time Nirmala followed, without asking much more.

"Let's!" Nirmala opened her mouth wide. Dimas immediately fed his spoon to Nirmala.

"Cie cieee!" Claudia who just nongol from her bedroom is teased Nirmala and Dimas. Nirmala just got more wrong.

"You want to be bribed too? Here!" Dimas thrust a spoonful of rice at Claudia who had not even come out of her room.

"No, ah! I am big! Is it Lala's sister? The body is big, but eating it still asks to be bribed." Claudia is back on Nirmala. Unable to stand the plunge of his sister who is still in 3rd grade SD, Nirmala ran, hugged and shot her sister mercilessly.

"Ouch! Ow hell! Pain, Brother! Forgive me! Forgive me!" Claudia cried out for mercy, though with a laugh, because it managed to make her brother so misbehaved.

Everyone in the living room laughed at the adorable behavior of the two sisters.

***

After she was done helping her mother, Nirmala went into her room upstairs. Despite being separated from the main house, Nirmala was not afraid. She's a brave woman, in principle, ashamed of the same dashing body, if mentally shriveled.

Nirmala tries to do PR, but somehow, her mind is out of focus. He was pictured with Dimas. Nirmala smiled to herself. He grabs her phone, then sends a message to Rosa.

[Rose. I want to play! Want story!]

Soon, Rosa replied to Nirmala's message.

[Heh! It's malem! No good girl out malem-malem! Wkwk]

Nirmala laughed, but they were neighbors. There are only three houses.

[Geez! No one wants to kidnap me, right? Our house is just a deck. Wkwk]

[Wkwk yaudah whatever, if you want to come here yes papa. Nginep can also. Rich is not usually.]

[Okay, budang. I'll permit you first.]

Nirmala prepared a textbook, she put it in a bag. With enthusiasm, he descended into the living room.

"Mom, I want to do group work at Rosa's house, yeah!" Nirmala asked her mother for permission.

"Why not this afternoon, anyway? This malem is it! What if there's a bad guy?" Sukma objected to giving permission.

"It's normal for me to go to Rosa's house, ma'am. And nothing ever happened?" Nirmala wants to go to Rosa's house.

"If there is danger, who knows. Now again the outbreak of division. Even on the small road. Aren't you afraid of being a target?" Sukma remains heavy on giving permission. Because there are many crimes, even against innocent people.

"Well, how's dong, ma'am? My group's assignment? Tomorrow morning is gathered, this!" Nirmala sulks. Though actually there are no group tasks, just ordinary PR that can be done alone.

"Please ask me to make anther if so. Let's wait for you." Sukma.

"No, I dare, Mom. I'll even get my dad's nag." Nirmala shrieks.

Suddenly Dimas appeared from his room. He heard the talk of the mother and child from earlier.

"I am anterin! Where the hell?" Dimas immediately offered himself.

"Yaudah, come on. I'm anther. If you want to go home, call! I'll pick you up again." Dimas closed the door to his room, ready to go.

"Really, Brother? No nerepotin?" Nirmala pretends to be bad. In his heart he was soaring with joy.

"Truly, don't bother, really. Also at home do not say anything, all of you want to buy cigarettes." Dimas convinced Nirmala.

"Where, Mom? Now I can, right?" Nirmala asked for her mother's consent.

"Yaudah, no papa if the same Dimas anyway. I'm not worried." Sukma finally allowed.

"Thank you, Mom. I'll go first, yeah! Yuk, Sis!"

"Go first, Mom."

"Yes, be careful! Please take care of Nirmala yes, Dim!" Sukma.

"Ready, Mom!"

Nirmala and Dimas went to Rosa's house, and along the way, they both had a close conversation.

"What class are you in, La?" Dimas opens the question.

"Class 9, Brother."

"Oh, hold on to the test, dong."

"It's still a long time, brother. It's next semester."

"Believe me, it's not a long time. Especially if it is the second semester, you will be busy, tutoring and so forth. Anyway, time will go very tight."

"Yes too, brother. But don't think about it right now, afraid of being stressed." Nirmala laughed a little.

"Yes, really."

"Till to this, brother." Nirmala stopped her steps.

"Oh, it's here, yeah. The deck turned out to be."

"Well, yeah. I'm the one over."

"No papa, his name is Mother, must be worried about his son. Are you a girl."

"Yes too, brother. Yaudah, if you want to go home first, papa, brother. I'm gonna call Rosa first." Nirmala went straight to the door of Rosa's house.

"I'll wait till you get in."

"OK deh. Rosa! The roosaa!" Nirmala shouted, calling for Rosa.

"Eh! Don't scream! It's bad, it doesn't feel good for the neighbors!" Dimas rebuked the way Nirmala called the host.

"Hehe. Sorry, Sis. Habits." Nirmala's face flushed red, enduring the embarrassment.

Tok tok!

"Rosaa!" Nirmala lowered her voice.

"Yes, one minute!" Rosa's voice came from inside the house. Shortly after, the door opened.

"La! How new is sampe?"

"Yes, it was the same Mom used the event not given permission, anyway. Good thing Kak Dimas OFFERED HIMSELF to take me, so finally got it, deh." Nirmala deliberately emphasized the word volunteering, intending to boast to Rosa.

Rosa looked directly at where Dimas was standing. He was silent for quite a while. His mouth was almost open.