Mirages
Arya

Every after school, Mari as usual waited for her mother to get an assignment, delivering clean laundry to the next compound.

After that, he would return home, and hand over the dirty laundry to his mother. Then, let's leave to go to Riri's house.

Almost every day he went there, even though his friend was not in the middle, but he still spent all day at home with the vast flower garden.

The security guard often judges Mari, and forbids him to enter when there is no Riri at home, but Pak Parman and Bu Sri, who are not, a husband and wife who are gardeners who take care of the flower garden in the house, always help Mari to be able to get inside.

In addition to playing with Riri, Mari actually prefers if she spends time in the park, while paying attention to the husband and wife planting, restoring, seeding and tidying plants.

Let's also often help water the plants with pleasure. His smile continued to expand and his eyes sparkled when he was in the middle of the expanse of colorful flowers that filled the place.

Near the park, precisely on the left side of the house, there is a gazebo made of bamboo and roofed straw, which is usually used by Pak Parman Bu Sri to rest.

Around the gazebo, there are many plant seeds that have been placed in a black poly bag, and neatly lined around the rest area.

Mari often saw Riri's sister, Arya, was in that place for hours, while busying herself with various kinds of books that were seen scattered on the gazebo floor.

Let's often steal a glance at the boy, who is always silent. Arya looks very fond of her sister, although not showing it with words, but from the actions she does.

Arya tends to be quiet. He prefers to act rather than speak.

One day, Riri's parents throw a festive birthday party for the princess. Let's also be invited to the event.

However, Ms. Mari forbade him to come with the excuse of her show at night.

"Danger, Son. Mother does not permit you to go home malem," exclaimed the mother.

Let little one bowed lethargic. She kept looking at the party invitation that Riri had given her this afternoon.

That day came, and Mari followed the words of her mother. From the afternoon that he usually went to the big house of the Riri family, that day he chose to stay at home, after delivering clean laundry to customers

At night, we sat in the front room. The room is usually called the living room, but does not have a soft sofa. There was only a weathered mat lying on one side. Here let's sit down.

Suddenly, at exactly nine in the night, the front door was knocked on by someone.

Let little look and look fearfully, in case the one who comes is the father, and will again hurt his mother.

"Come! Come!"

There was a small voice calling out his name from outside.

Let's be very upset with that voice. His smile widened, and he immediately got up from his seat and then walked closer to the door.

When the door was opened, he saw his friend and brother standing in front of his house.

"Relie!" call Mari lirih.

He still can't believe it, if the theme comes to his ugly house these nights.

"Why didn't you come? I'm waiting for you, you know" little Riri grumbled.

"I'm sorry, Ri. My mother did not ngijinin if she had to go home, malem," said Mari bowed.

He felt bad for his friend, who had already very well, invited himself to the party.

"Come, Ri. We can't stay here long!" Arya gave a warning to her sister.

"Here I bring you the same birthday cake, for you." Riri handed a piece of cake that had been wrapped in mica and a parcel to little Mari.

Let's immediately raise his face and stare at the things that were extended by Riri's little tanga to him.

"I .. Is this for me?" tanyakanya.

"Ehm ...," nodded Riri.

Let's accept it with pleasure.

"Udah right? Let's go!" take Arya again.

"Come, I'll go home first. Greetings to your mother from Mamih," said little Riri.

"Thank you, Ri." said Mari.

Riri just smiled. He then went from the slum with his brother, back to his grand palace in the next complex.

Mari's mother who had seen from inside the house, was moved to see how happy the child was to make friends for the first time.

However, there was a worry in his mind.

"Why should the guy have it, Mari? Why not just like us? I'm afraid you'll be disappointed later, "inwardly the mother, who keeps watching her daughter, is happy to get a cake and also a parcel from her friend.

Not felt, three years had passed, since the meeting of Mari and Riri in the bamboo garden at that time. Now, both are thirteen years old, and are sitting on the Junior High, the end of the second semester. As for Arya, she has been wearing a white-gray uniform since two years ago.

The boy had now grown into a dashing young man, and was judged by many of his girlfriends at school.

In fact, it is not uncommon to suddenly come home, just to give something to him. They are never deterred, even though Arya always rejects them or objects from them.

Aryan's attitude is still the same, cold. However, later, Arya who was always quiet when she met Mari, suddenly began to want to talk to her.

"Hey, kid!" call her one afternoon, while Mari was in the garden gazebo, struggling on her picture book.

Let's look up at once, and see the young man already standing in front of him, carrying the backpack he always carries when it comes to the gazebo.

He suddenly took off his footwear, and climbed on top of the gazebo, then sat down beside Mari, who was inching to the side, giving the young man a place to sit.

"Your picture is good" he said with a glance, the picture Mari is making.

Mari was still silent, as she was still shocked by Arya's presence.

"Since when can a snowman talk?" inner Mari, when she saw Arya who suddenly invited her to talk.

For three years friends with Riri, not once did Arya talk to Mari directly. The young man was more silent, although his eyes were always watching the girl's every move.

"God! Asked even dumbfounded," exclaimed Arya who felt her question never answered by her interlocutor.

"Eh ... oh ... it .. anu .. Ka. Ka.. Brother said what was it?" ask Mari with a stammer.

Arya sighed harshly, while lowering her shoulders, then shook her head slowly.

"Ma .. sorry, Brother. I wasn't focused just now" he said again, as the young man quieted him again.

"That's what you made?" arya asked as she pointed at the picture in Mari's book with the corner of her eyes.

"Yes, Brother. This is my schoolwork. I was told to take a picture of the scenery, but I never saw a sight, so I'll just draw this flower garden" Mari replied as she bent back and continued the picture.

Arya saw from the tail of her eyes, how the fingers of the girl beside her, nimblely playing a pencil that was far from good quality for drawing, but the results were amazing.

Scratches after scratches he made, creating an object that looked alive and beautiful. He was so amazed, that unknowingly, now his position had changed.

He sat facing Mari, and looked directly at how the girl carved the beauty in front of him, without stealing the glance like before.

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