Not my Man
Estrangement

As usual Alun always look stunning even though only wearing singlet t-shirts. With a definite step she climbed the stairs, occasionally she would turn her hair back.

When he reached the end of the stairs he saw Mbok Tun coming out of his sister's room with a sad look on his face.

“Why Mbok?” asked Alun with eyes peeking in there.

“Non Ayas, Den.” Gaze at the face of his master and return bowed.

“Iya, why her?”

“Nona don't want to eat, Den. Mbok is afraid that the lady will hurt,” concluded Mbok Tun worried.

“Sini Mbok, let Alun aja persuaded Ayas eat.” Take the tray that Mbok Tun brought.

Despite the doubt Mbok Tun let his young master in with the food he had brought earlier.

“Siang Mr Princess, can I enter?” greet Alun after asking.

Laras looked lazy to see big brother was in his room, immediately the girl laid her body and pulled a blanket covering part of her body.

“What do you want?” Still with a lying position without looking in the slightest towards Alun.

Like a suspect Alun put a tray of food on the nightstand slowly.

“Just want to see the state of the Princess and want to invite the Princess to go for a walk later in the afternoon,” said Alun seduce.

“I'm lazy to go everywhere,” broke up Barrel while changing his sleeping position.

Alun is still a brother who has a great responsibility towards his sister, he still survives with all the patience that exists.

“What do you want to eat? Later I buy all your wishes,” bargained Alun while sitting next to Laras.

“I don't want to eat! I'm not hungry!” reject it with a loud voice.

However, not long after that there was a strange sound heard in Alun's eardrum. Alun held back the laughter hearing the tummy rumbling, while Laras hid his face inside the blanket.

“Yesterday I saw a new restaurant ad near here, Yas. They sell tom yam goong, lasagna there is also chicken betutu,” said Alun luringi his younger sister.

Of course the girl swallowed the salivary repeatedly when the name of the food she called her brother, shared the picture of the food when Alun said it. It felt like she hit her brother's head with an urn, but she didn't want her brother to get hurt.

With a rumbling stomach Laras sat up with a throbbing expression of his anger.

“Because Brother, Ayas can't reach Mue!” said grunt.

Alun's forehead shriveled he did not understand the intent of his sister's words.

“What's my fault?”

“Ayas can't tell. Anyway this is all wrong Brother!” show Laras angry.

What other drama is this? Why am I always the scapegoat? Gerundel Alun with a hand rubbed his own face rough.

“We eat only, yuk!” bring Alun with the smile she gives.

“Ayas will not eat before Abang promised,” said Laras ruled.

“Please don't make my patience disappear!” Covering both his hands in front of Baras.

“Promise first!” said Laras while pointing his little finger.

By massaging the base of the nose Alun nodded and frowned his pinky on the little finger Laras.

“Do not talk to any woman when meeting or with Mue,” said Laras with a face that looks serious.

“Indeed why? That's my right to talk to anyone. Why do you even bother to reward me for this?” said Alun asking the reason for Laras.

“Ya is not eating. Ayas will stay in the room for good,” threatened Laras not to mess around.

“Ya has already done it to want you. I don't care!” tukas Alun was about to leave his sister.

However, his steps stopped when their mother entered asking what was going on.

“What is this?”

Intan looked at his son, as if demanding the promise he had made this morning. Although Alun's heavy heart sat back down and questioned what he should do, Laras smiled happily.

He wins against stubborn Alun, with a slight mockery of Laras again repeating his request.

“How to Bang, Deal!” Stretching out hand department.

Again Alun looked at his mother who was sitting slanted on the lip of the bed.

“Deal.” He stretched out his hand and shook Laras' hand.

How long have I been like this God?

***

Elsewhere, Muezza was agitated. His heart ached, but he did not know what was the cause of the pain that clearly overcame the wound on his hand.

Yesterday when Muezza was cutting a sweet potato by accident his hand was hit by a knife, the wound was wide enough, but not as painful as his heart was at the moment. In the middle of the daydream, someone said a greeting out there.

“Assalamualaikum.”

Muezza stood up and approached his guests out there.

“Wa ‘alaikumsalam,” Muezza replied with smiling lips seeing Vita's arrival.

“Where to?” ask Muezza casually.

“Streeting. I happened to pass by here so I stopped by,” Vita replied with a smile.

“What do you want to drink?” bargain Muezza.

Vita raised her left hand, showing two cups of the drink she used to drink with Muezza while at school.

"If so I take a cake made by my mother, first," continued Mue as she stepped, but her steps were stopped Vita.

"No need, Mue. Look it!"

“Masyaallah .. You are a special guest Vit,” Muezza said happily.

The shaggy-toothed girl smiled again, she was flattered when Muezza called it ‘special guest’, how not Vita brought a drink and a bag of plastic snacks.

“Actually where are you from Vit?” muezza asked with a mouth filled with food.

“So I'm in again. Just keep going out for a walk without realizing I stopped and bought a drink at the end of the road, when I remember the road I was walking on is the road that leads to your house. So I decided to stop by,” obviously Vita at length.

Muezza heard Vita's explanation patiently while sipping her favorite ice boba. Long story short Vita discussed his goals after graduating high school and he also asked Muezza's goals, but the girl seemed to have no taste when he said he would go to college in his mother's city of Palembang.

“Good dong the, Vit. You can be close again to your mother,” said Muezza calm the heart of the friend.

Vita breathed out his heavy breath and answered Muezza's words.

“But ... I'm going to part with my sister Mue. Pity him if I come with mama,” he said sadly.

Muezza stroked the back of her theme, she was not happy after saying she could be close to her mother again. Vita's parents divorced 5 years ago and custody went to her father, but Vita's mother objected and she asked Vita's father to drop her off when she graduated High School.

For the common good and not wanting any more fuss, Vita's father agreed. However, that decision made it difficult for Vita at the moment.

She did not want to leave Rumi, Vita loved her little sister very much. Moreover, Rumi is disabled, since childhood she was born does not have perfect legs which is why Vita is very fond of her sister and does not want to leave her own sister.

“What if you persuade your mother to cancel her intention for Rumi's good. He needs you,” proposed Muezza and approved Vita happily.

“Later tonight I will call my mother hopefully she will comply with my request,” said Vita semringah.

The two girls smiled again and their chatter widened.

“That's really you, Vit?” Staring full of curiosity.

“Iya, I saw it there. Cook yes I lied,” he said chiming Muezza's remarks.

“Can anter me there?”