The Heart of Vania

The Heart of Vania
My Beloved Brother's graduation


Leaning on the car seat with his eyes slightly closed, Mr. Sas took us to the ABCDE University auditorium, where Kak Litha attended.


"What time did you sleep last night until you got this sleepy?" asked Aunt Rima who was sitting next to me.


Lazily and do not connect me to answer Aunt's question, "Difficult to sleep Bi, after sleeping dream kiss a guy."


Plaque.


Auntie hit me on the thigh, "Don't fuck around, Nia!The right school. You can't do stupid things!"


"Ih, it's Bi's dream, MIM-PI. Make a warm-up in real life."


Plaque.


Bini hit me again, ck.


If Bibi got a blood ride hearing me kiss a man, just like Uncle sitting next to Mr. Sas driving the car, he laughed instead, "Who did you kiss, Nia? Ahhaha ...."


"Assistant Yan," I call you of origin.


Plaque.


The third time Aunt Rima hit my thigh and this is the most sore on my skin.


"Dragon's talking, Genitious Boy!"


Uncle Tino looked up to see me teasing Aunt who was in the fog, Mr. Sas also showed a smile on his robot face.


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"Eittss .. wait a minute! Assistant Yan. We take a picture first, can't we?- For Shortpink FC's newsfeed." I half ran towards Brother-in-law's car in the VIP parking lot, "Sister, take a photo for a moment" I asked as I thrust my phone at Litha's sister who was wearing her toga hat.


"Ih, this is a troublesome child. Don't see your brother is no longer complicated, yes let's spit! Poor little Brother-in-law is waiting for Assistant Yan," his grunts were unsettled.


With a whimper I immediately took a position to take a picture to the left of Assistant Yan. My height only reached his shoulders.


1 ... 2 ... 3 ... Say Cheese


Deg.


My heart gasped as his hand grabbed my shoulder.


Clik.


Recorded already a sweet picture that leaves a handful of strange taste in the heart, but I know very well that the embrace of the man is like the embrace of an older brother against his sister.


Not long after, Brother-in-law went to the rectorate building first followed by Assistant Yan to join VIP guests, while we chatted with Kak Ninda's family who were all present, there were both parents and two brothers. Ah, I smiled wryly, that would be. A trace of envy infiltrated the heartstrings to see Kak Ninda's complete family.


Aunt Rima who hit me three times sensitized to see the change in look on my face, she gently rubbed my back while smiling, "You still have parents, Uncle and Aunt right, your mother's father's replacement," the whisper was barely heard.


I nodded slowly, smiling at him. Aunts and Uncles are complementary husband-wife equivalents, fierce Aunts and cute Uncles, though both me and my brothers still pay respect to both. I used to wonder why Aunt and Uncle did not have children and loved us as much as our own children, it turns out there are causes that make Aunt can not conceive and give birth like women in general. It must have been very painful for Auntie, as well as Uncle.


"Come on Nia, let's go in now. Let your sister come in with Ninda," asked Aunt to take my hand, I smiled at her again. "Come sir," Auntie also invited Uncle who was behind us.


"Bunty will have to treat my blue-and-blue thigh that Bibi hit earlier," I said spoiledly replying with her hand while walking.


"Eh, it's delicious! Who told you to be so weird, dream kiss all. Haishh .. at your current age, learn more instead of fantasizing," elak Bibi began to nag.


I chuckled, even though I was just teasing her, it turned out that her reaction was quite unexpected. So protective of her to me like Dad.


"Bi, am I wrong to imagine that I will have a man like Sister-in-law?"


Shuuts.


"Duh, Auntie! It hurts!"


My arms were pinched strongly, Auntie looked at my face up close, "Geez, why is Auntie creepy like this?"


"You, Vania Kirana Larasati," he pointed with a sharp look, "Do not occasionally take care of men. I think you still remember the limits put in place by your late father. What happened to Tisha wasn't enough to open your eyes wide, huh?"


Forgiveness ... Aunty was really creepy, I turned my face to look for Uncle, but it turned out that Uncle was already sitting in the invited guest chair, pretending not to see us.


"Oh, I forgot. Free to ask for protection from Uncle. Haisshh."


"Yes-yes. I know the limits, I'll remember them, Bi," I said, and soon passed from the deadly stab of the eye.


"Yes, because on my lips and body there is poison for men, right? Hahahaha ..kok I feel like a snake that is ready to entangle the thief of my heart. Aih ... Hahahahaha ..." I laughed in my heart.


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Magnificent and elegant nuances color the graduation ceremony like a wedding, although the flower decoration is not too much. I was told that everything related to this event from the smallest to the largest was borne by Brother-in-law personally, not the Pradipta Family let alone Pradipta Corp. This shows Brother-in-law wants to make his wife happy with her own efforts.


I extended my neck to see the graduates/wives sitting, looking for Kak Litha. "God ... You're an acute Kaka Inpar bucin! Sitting too did not want to be far away, ckckck," I muttered shakes my head to see the position of Kak Litha who was behind her husband.


"psst ... Don't noise! The show has already begun" said Aunt elbowed my stomach with her elbow. I grimaced without a sound.


The final sentence of the Rector of ABCDE University really made my eyes wide, not only that, even the entire auditorium was immediately rowdy until the MC had to calm the crowded situation several times.


To Mrs Pradipta, I represent the invited guests to wish her a happy birthday. This is the best gift we have ever seen. Live by loving and being happy. Thanks though.


I clasped Auntie's hand tightly, holding myself back from getting on the chair and shouted, 'HE IS MY BROTHER!!!'


A very emotional sigh also felt Auntie. This is illustrated by the strength he squeezed my fingers and fingers Uncle until Uncle grimaced in pain.


Faculty Z, Department X


One, Navia Litha Sarasvati with a GPA of 3.87


The voice of the reader of the decision letter of the senate meeting openly discussed Kak Litha as the best graduate because his name was mentioned in the first order.


"Nia, that's your sister-your sister-my Litha." Aunty was already unable to hold back her crying and happiness.


Brother Litha stood up and began to step forward onto the stage receiving the transfer of the toga cap cord and a copy of the diploma. He walked while occasionally rubbing his stomach, smiling proudly at his achievements that he had been desperately striving for. We applauded loudly when his name was mentioned.


How happy we are, in cash has promised Litha to the late Father and Mother, that whatever and how, my brother will wear a black dress of greatness that they failed to wear.


But-- The scenery on stage makes a boisterous return. Obviously boisterous if suddenly Brother-in-law with his gentle lead his wife down the stairs are not much. The excessive concern of Sister-in-law in my eyes is a romantic attitude in real life, such as when she spontaneously held Kak Litha without clothes that had been trending some time ago.


"Auntie, why is Sister-in-law so romantic? Ah ... melt me Bi ... Want to have a husband like Sister-in-law, but find where? Brother-in-law has no twin," I chanted with an imagination that I increasingly could not control. Sister-in-law is a dream husband for women.


"The right learning. Graduated well, then you can meet a good man. You have nothing to think about the husband," said Bini Rima who was greeted with harshness from Uncle Tino beside her.


"Hiissshhh ...." I pursed my lips, "Sister Litha married just graduated."


"This child continues to argue if he is told. Do you want Aunt to marry me now, huh?" Aunt Rima pinched my arm in annoyance. I don't know why today I was the victim of my own aunt's mistreatment.


At the end of the event, Young Master Pradipta was welcome to come forward to say something by the MC. The sturdy and authoritative figure stood up and buttoned back his suit, walking towards the pulpit where the Rector and Governor had given his speech. Rayyendra Putra Pradipta with a sumringah looking fixed his wife warm and loving from the top of the pulpit.


"It's-It's time, Bi. It's time for Brother Litha to pass out having a heart attack" I whispered in Aunt's ear.


Syutt.


"This kid really can't keep his mouth. You better shut up than make a noise. Aunty can't hear what your sister's husband said."


Today is a happy day including me. Therefore, as President Director of Pradipta Corp. will provide an opportunity for graduates of this period of any major, to enter his application to Pradipta Corp. starting tomorrow until the end of this month, he said, because this month is the birthday month of the woman I love so much. If you are lucky and qualified, you will immediately join the company. This I do because of our gratitude, my wife and I.


"Wow! Sultan is different, what is the power of us commoners who hope for mercy Master, huhuhu ..." I cupped both hands in front of my chest to make drama, he said, admiring Sister-in-law as a husband who loves her soulmate very much.


"Shut your mouth and stop talking!" exclaim Bibi with a soft sound but as sharp as razor into the ear hole.


But for selection this time there is special treatment. Before the selection of files to be handled by our HRD, applicants will go through moral selection first which will be selected directly by my wife.


Uh. Moral selection, what is this? There was no previous selection like this to apply for a job at a company like Pradipta Corp. I saw many muttering, some were smiling strangely and others were chuckling as a joke.


Hey you guys are laughing, I'm not joking and very serious about what you guys are laughing at.


Glug.


Spontaneous those who laugh or just smile directly put up serious mimic kembai, now my turn to laugh see their guts. Just got bullied so scared, hahahahaha ....


Plaque.


Without speaking, Auntie directly hit my thigh, hitting it real-sense.


Kikikn ...


Sura's laughter restrained Uncle saw me suffer, but instantly his mouth was silent a thousand languages as Aunt's eyes were glaring towards Uncle. Haha ... I can only laugh in my heart.


This graduation meant a lot to my wife, although in the end she did not use her knowledge for the community aka just being a Housewife. I know how he fought to the end to get a title behind his name, because it is a testament to his efforts that will be told to our children. She never complained despite the many tears in the struggle, so it was natural that I as her husband felt so proud and grateful to have her in my life. She is the role model of a woman in my eyes.


.Therefore, as the gratitude we feel today, I open the opportunity for scholars here who want to join Pradipta Corp. Unfortunately I witnessed for myself that qualified science is not comparable to good morals. It is so easy to put out words that are still in doubt and immediately claim without basis or evidence. It is easy to eat hoaxes and swallow them raw without being processed first. What is this the mindset of a scholar? As far as I know, those are uneducated people, or perhaps Uneducated Scholars?


Everyone was silent, including me, Uncle and Aunt. Brother-in-law's sarcasm really pierced everyone's heart. My heart rumbles at once, how easily and maliciously the speech of man judges other men. Inevitably these eyes were fixed on Brother Litha who lowered her head. I know how she feels right now and I'm so hurt to find my angel-like sister treated like that. On the thighs that Bibi hit many times today I clenched both hands firmly, dampening the emotions that were increasingly stirring.


"Calm down, Nia. There's a husband who will restore your brother's pride." Unlike the previous tone, Aunt Rima's soft voice this time immediately poured out the flames of my anger that had been ignited. His hands that were above mine made me smile and nod. We trust in Brother-in-law completely.


Is that the kind of person I want to hire. I'm a businessman. I must always take into account profit and loss, and the company will be very much at a loss to hire such people, even he can be a slow cancer spread and gnawing to damage the already good working system. And I can make sure people like this no one will want to take it to work!


Why did I choose my wife who chose morality? Because he was once a victim of the dilapidated morality of the Uneducated Scholars here. Slandered and accused blatantly without ever retaliating.


The number one Young Businessman in the country by Metropolitan - the country's most prestigious magazine and online news site - took a breather for a break after raising his voice. His eyes stared at Kak Litha who was still bowing her head. The atmosphere in the auditorium became crowded because of speculation about who the wife of Mr. Pradipta Young.


Navia Litha Sarasvati, raise your face! Don't keep your face hidden behind your bowed head. Being the wife I love the most and conceive my child is not a disgrace because we are legally married religiously and legally in this country.


Hygiene ...


Me, Uncle and Aunt were also fixated, pecking for a while. In the end, the confession was witnessed by thousands of people and was covered by various print and electronic media that were deliberately invited by Sister-in-law.


Thank you for your time and attention. Lastly, look under each chair, for the lucky ones to get a surprise. Trust me, all good things come to good people.


Slightly saying a formal closing greeting, Brother-in-law went down the pulpit and walked towards Kak Litha who was still lowered and showed a rubbing eye movement. Brother Litha cried, my Aunt and I also rubbed the ends of our eyes. Aunt hugged me and muttered without realizing it, "Auntie hope you are healthy and safe forever under the protection of the power of a Young Master."


Clearly from a tear in the corner of my eye is now a tributary on the cheek because it understands the meaning of Aunt's real sentence. My parents' lives were not as good as Aunt and Uncle's, but they always played a role in front of us that they were always okay.


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