Rashi & Its Bucins
8

...“I used to desire many,...

...many things,...

...but now I have just one desire,...

...and thats to get rid of all my other desires.”...

...♔...

There was nothing Rashi could have expected about his move. He just put together a smile as if there is something to be grateful for from the smooth process of transfer with the help of Abah and Uma.

For a moment he thought, that maybe that day should not complain to Mahesa about moving, but Rashi realized even so, Maespati remained within the reach of Mahesa youth.

The other hemisphere must move if it does not want to enter the reach of Mahesa now.

On Monday, Rashi will officially start attending school. Therefore today, Uma suggests that Rashi go buy new school supplies with Candra and Sara.

Nothing Rashi needs new. Because the curriculum of his old school and the new school was the same, there was really no special thing he needed as a complement. But Rashi accepts Uma's offer after Sara whines for them to go shopping together as well.

His name is the youngest child in the family, all the wishes of Sara is always a priority for parents, and Rashi becomes unpleasant because his sister is forced.

Yatha had already finished changing clothes, going straight down towards Candra and Sara.

On the grounds that it took him five minutes to complete the preparations, Rashi was still in the room. Rashi pulls out her dresser drawer to pull out a secret box in deep purple. The box is quite large, cube-shaped with three sides equipped with a lock.

A gift from Mahesa.

He said most women must have items that want to be kept carefully or a secret that requires a special room to store it. That's right, because the contents of this box are mostly Rashi's secrets with Mahesa.

There are photos in it. One of the photos shows Rashi smiling cutely with both hands on her cheeks, eyes closed cutely as Mahesa from behind kisses her cheeks as if affectionate.

Like, once again.

In addition there are some accessories that Rashi hid well. A gold watch costing one hundred and fifty million, a pair of turquoise jewel earrings that he did not know how much it cost, several platinum and gold anklets, until a rare diamond ring from the auction.

Sometimes, Rashi asks, why did Mahesa give him too many treasures when she raised Rashi to be used as a disposable tool.

But every time Rashi asks what this is all for, Mahesa will answer it with certainty.

For his self-esteem. Because he will feel insulted not to give something, something valuable, to his girl who is also (he said) valuable.

Rashi's gaze was seized by the tiny black velvet box that was on the box. Slowly removed, opening it to a look with a small crown-shaped diamond necklace. This is the last expensive gift Mahesa gave Rashi about a year ago.

Rashi remembers what Mahesa said when she put this necklace around her neck.

"So the queen is not easy, but it is amazing to make your life extraordinary. It all depends on your choice, Princess. You take lo's crown, or you stay in lo's crown."

It wasn't just a foul seduction word.

Mahesa never seduced.

If he says something, there must be meaning. And Rashi is aware the queen he mentioned is also about responsibility as well as maturity.

It is up to him to choose which one. So more mature beyond his age, or remain a child until his age reaches adulthood.

Rashi put the necklace on, feeling the calmness like Mahesa was helping him.

Maybe this is not good, using a memento of Mahesa when she wants to forget it. But Rashi needs time.

It takes time to heal, it takes time to forget.

For now it's okay to pretend. Because he also needs to be more resilient in front of people.

"Mamaa! Mama where are you?"

Rashi closed the box immediately and put it back in the drawer. At first glance touching the scars of his operation that almost healed completely. The scar should heal within a month.

Don't think about it anymore.

Do not let the thought be seen in his face or eyes.

"Mama!"

"Yes, yes." Rashi rushes out, finding Yatha trying to climb the stairs while holding on to the safety iron. "Why hurry, anyway? Slow down, dear. It's morning, you."

Yatha laughed without guilt. Open his hand and ask to be carried. Of course Rashi could not refuse. Raising his sister's body when suddenly attacked by a feeling of extreme pain in the former stitches.

Ugh.

It sometimes happened every time he carried Yatha from the wrong position.

"Start heavy well, unfortunately Mama." Rashi hastily descends avoiding the risk of yawning from the stairs, endangering Yatha.

In the living room and kitchen, everything was gathered, including Rasya. His sister did not like the event of streets like this that can be used to sleep at home rest. But Rasya insisted on getting bored, but was obviously worried that Rashi was crying again.

So inevitably, Rashi needs the presence of Mahesa even through his gift. Only he knows how to calm Rashi's soul even though he is also the destroyer.

"Yatha don't want to be with Papa?"

"Mama bye."

Rashi's stomach hurts. "Kasian loh Papa digituin continued. Yesterday it was Papa who bought Yatha a toy."

"Or the same brother." Sara approached to hold him, but Yatha clung to Rashi's sling. "I don't want to, anyway?!"

"Lo thinks grandma is dropping by. How much he likes you." Candra slapped, then snorted as Sara glared wide at her. "Fugitively."

...*...

Is Candra feeling alone or is he aware that he has a burden?

This is different from yesterday Rashi can hide the sadness behind his happy face. This time, he seemed to have a burden that was a bit too big to hide through a smile and sheer cheerfulness.

Candra glanced at me many times. Observing as closely as Rashi tried to face Yatha completely while his forehead occasionally frowned holding something back.

Yesterday Rasya said that his sister really likes to hide something behind the word 'nothing'. So maybe it's useless to ask what's going on, because the answer won't be far from nothing.

"Lo has a crush on my sister, Tan?"

Almost Candra stumbles if only not to consider shame. Of course he immediately acted pretentious cool, but it had no effect on Rasya who asked with a confident tone the answer was yes.

Candra is not afraid of being caught. Indeed why? Anyway, just a cousin. By the same age, it's only two months different. Moreover, Rashi is beautiful to be loved, haram rejected.

"Paan, anyway? It's not clear you."

"The idea is not clear." Rasya. "Knowledge, Monkey. Your eyes ask to be gouged squirming mine."

Candra swiggers. "Not knowing yourself, jones acute."

"That's mine. You have it next to him."

"Take a Ketchup Bottle. Don't need me."

Rasya kicks it and spontaneously Candra swears. It was fortunate that Rashi was focused in front there with the two boys. "Come on if you like. I won't let Rashi down, let alone the same one whose life isn't as clear as lo."

"Life is clear, njir."

"Lagain, Rashi seems to have a guy."

Spontaneous Candra chokes. "Kamsud lo what, Satan?!"

"So, feel like you've got, huh?"

"Gee."

"Eat him," Rasya put his hand in his pants pocket when he said, "lo tanyain as Rashi try, that's a real guy what not."

"Emang why?" Candra's forehead is wrinkled. Obviously, he will not be able to accept let alone surrender if the future mother of his children is even captured by people, but why should Rasya interfere in Rashi's romantic affairs?

"Rashi may not know," Rasya muttered, "but bokap has already said the same to me. Rashi can't date."

"Buset. Siti Nurbaya, Sat? Adek lo the model asks to be worshipped so you ask not to date?!"

"Bodo. The will. Lagain, precisely because I know I'm cute, so just in case. The first day of the courtship has been your khilaf everywhere."

Candra snorts. "Macem don't you, you son of a bitch."

"Just take care of him." Rasya suddenly patted his back. "Temenin if it cries. I believe in the same you, just want how again. There is no option."

The talk is so but eventually he asks Candra to look after Rashi for believing.

Not that Candra is a trustworthy man. It's just that as his brother Rashi also—walau he is more willing to be husband—Candra did intend to take care of him, especially after being given a will by Uma and Abah to pay attention to Rashi well later in school.

Candra silently observes Rashi again when Rasya goes there, approaching to help bring the grocery bag in Rashi's hand. Again, Candra found Rashi withstanding the frown on her forehead while smiling at Rasya and Yatha.

Didn't Rasya realize that? Even sweat runs through Rashi's temples when the mall's air conditioner pokes into the bone.

Suddenly Rashi went to the toilet alone. Instinctively, Candra followed, silently watching Rashi leaning against the outer wall of the bathroom holding her lower abdomen.

He closed with a very deep frown. Seemed painstaking to catch his breath until Candra realized something was wrong.

What happened to her stomach?

Rashi held something around her neck like a sparkling little necklace. He tried to breathe regularly with great difficulty. Despite the hesitation, Candra pointed her feet closer. I could not bear to see Rashi was in so much pain either by what disease.

It didn't look like an ordinary stomachache, as her face was daubed in makeup to a helpless pallor.

"Rashi."

Thought Candra, she was going to pretend that there was nothing, but it was so painful that Rashi pressed his forehead against Candra's shoulder, starting to groan as if he was going to cry.

"Lo why? What pain? What's your stomach?" Candra ignored the scent of the flowers regardless of what the flowers were from Rashi's body. He looked down anxiously, slipping his hand on the girl's cheek to realize she was shivering. "Rash? Rashi, why?"

Instead of answering, Rashi called out to him. "Cand." Breathing intermittently gripped the sweatshirt at Candra's waist. "Don't tell me Rasya."

"You mean?"

"Just don't say." Rashi set his breath on his shoulder. "Promise first, don't tell Rasya."

Candra is not so focused. "Yes, but why? Lo sick what?"

She shook her head. "Gue again mens. First day, it hurts a lot."

Candra's mouth opened, then clenched.

Tired, man. Candra guess what.

"How serious? I think it hurts a lot."

"Can I buy water? I'm gonna drink painkiller."

...*...