My Blacklist Man's
The Lost Warmth....

''For money."

''Nothing, sir. The money was paid for school yesterday." Fena chimed in without distracting from her kitchen utensils.

''Oh, reason! You think you don't know, you two just got paid last night" Efendi said in denial.

''The money will be used for mother's treatment, sir. Poor mom....'' Fena tried to patiently face her father.

''Your mother has gone mad. A madman cannot be sane. Than the money was wasted mending the father who holds."

''Where's money? You give it or you go on the search."

The middle-aged man urged his youngest daughter to make Fena growl, then stared intently at the father.

''Is there any guarantee if the money the father who holds will not end up in vain? You must ask for money for gambling, ‘kan? Or if not pay off debt. You think I don't know what you're doing out there?" Fena looked at her father bravely. He did not accept that his mother was insulted like that, especially from the mouth of the father.

The atmosphere of the surrounding environment is still morning, even the sun is still reluctant to show its light. However, a commotion had already occurred in the modest house belonging to the Fania family.

Efendi immediately went up because his wish was not fulfilled. In the past, when there was Fania, every time asking for money his eldest daughter always obeyed without much protest. Now, his money field is gone, he himself is confused when he needs money when urgent like this.

Before leaving the middle-aged man kicked the chair nearby to fall to the floor, causing a loud noise that echoed throughout the house.

Fena could only rub roughly his chest. Almost every morning something like that happens. The father always asked for money if not given, he would go berserk by slamming something after it went somewhere.

Without feeling her tears just flow. The atmosphere of the originally warm house became cool silent like an uninhabited house since the departure of the brother.

From then on, her mother became more quiet with her blank eyes. That middle-aged woman was very worthy of being called an undead. Her body is thin and dry with clear eye basins, sometimes also crying by herself by calling the name Fania.

No more screaming mother who always echoes every time he wakes himself and his twin sister. There was no more Fania babbling every time they made the mother angry. Maybe if in the past, Fena would be upset to hear all that, even intend to send her brother to the Antarctic sea. But now he misses those days. He wants his brother here. It was in his heart to look for his brother. However, he was confused where to look. Dozens of times attempted to call Fania's number, but always ended up with the operator's answer.

''Where's brother? Fena misses," he said slowly.

She immediately wiped away the rest of her tears, then prepared to take care of her mother before leaving for school.

The girl immediately arranged her cooking at the dinner table, only two dishes for herself and Ferry— her return, then another plate was taken to her mother's room.

As she passed in front of her twin room, Fena could see that the young man was still soundly asleep in a blanket. His soft hands immediately knocked on the door over and over to wake him up.

''Ferry, wake! I've cooked, clean sheets at home already noon. We'll be late."

Fena snorted in annoyance when she received no response from the young man. He hardened his beat hoping it could disturb his sleep.

''Jerry! Lo it's sleeping what's dead anyway? my hands until it hurts don't wake up either" he yelled annoyed.

''Yeah-yes, five more minutes. Go first" drive Ferry by throwing his bolster.

''Awas aja, I finished nyuapin mother has not yet woke up as well, ready to be hit by local flooding," he exclaimed with a leg kicking the door.

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He saw the woman still lying down with her back to the door. With a slow step, Fena approached to make sure. His guess is right, his mother is awake. However, his eyes looked red and swollen as if he had cried.

''Mom breakfast first, I'm bribe. After this, I'm off to school."

Fena treated her mother very gently, helped her get up from her bedding position, then placed a pillow on the bed rest for her mother to feel comfortable.

''Eat first, yes ... Let me not be sick," he said, starting to feed a spoonful of rice.

Asih received a bribe without much protest, until a few minutes later a plate of rice on the toilet plate was not left. Fena immediately cleaned up her mother's food. When he was about to move suddenly his hand was held by his mother.

''Sorry." That's all that comes from Asih's lips.

Fena tried hard so that the clear crystals in her eye saddle did not fall. He knows his mother wasn't as crazy as people say. She was just depressed over her brother's departure.

The woman turned her face the other way to wipe her tears, then turned to look gently at her mother.

''Yes, it's okay. Later, to the doctor ... Let me get well soon. After we recover we look for Fania's sister."

The mainstay that Fena always said to encourage the mother.

Asih developed her smile, her eyes twinkling when she heard the name of her eldest daughter.

''Fania," he said enthusiastically.

''Yes, want to ‘kan to the doctor."

''Want. I want to see Fania," she said excitedly.

''Yes already, I was the same Ferry school first. After school we leave."

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''Fer, did you put the money last night to a safe place?" asked Fena approaching her twin room.

''Udah," the young man replied as he tidied his hair.

''Really? Don't let the money be found. That's money to check on mom." Fena warned.

''Iya-iya, chatty! My hot ears. You look like a mother doesn't get a monthly ration."

Fena rotated her eyeballs, her twin brother always refuted whenever warned. He always felt right himself when in reality he was very careless.

''Lu if not lectured at length would be sloppy." Fena said while walking out of the house.

''The hunt! Even dumbly. I don't want to be late because of loe slow."

Really, Ferry was feeling anxious about his sister. I want it to feel like he's squeezing his little mouth. Maybe his mother's soul moved on to the girl because her disappointment resembled her mother's old days.