The Un Familiar Brother
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..."When someone insults you, it is a compliment that they spend a lot of time thinking about you, even when you do not think about them" - Bacharuddin Jusuf Habibie....

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A piece of sun began to rise, shining on the earth with a sufficient light piercing the skin. A breeze does not necessarily reduce the potential heat that hits the earth. Many students started to come out of the class. Any room feels so hot is also stuffy, especially when the brain is continuously crammed with matter. Then the students began to enliven some corners of the school, especially the canteen.

"Nar, you're called Miss Goddess tuh."

The girl who had just sat herself on the chair turned her head. "Mother Goddess?"

"Yes. To the gih business, there need to be times," said Cacha, the messenger.

"Em, if that's what I put this on first, Cha."

"OK," replied Cacha as she pointed her thumb.

Nara was just about to enjoy the sweet iced tea she had just bought. However, had not had time for the sweet iced tea to wet the dry esophagus, a call from the administrative staff made him have to undo the intention. Immediately Nara climbed the stairs to get to the business room. He also did not know why he had suddenly been summoned by the administrative staff.

"Excuse me, did you call me?" he asked when the beats were delivered answered from within with the order to immediately enter the room.

"Oh, you're Nara." The woman in her 40s greeted me kindly.

"Come in, sit here. There are some things I need to say."

Nara nodded, then sat herself right in front of the woman.

"Look, my intention and purpose in calling you is because there are several things I need to convey, especially regarding the payment of SPP and the cost of travel that you still have not paid off."

Nara looked up, then looked at her interlocutor confusedly. Nara is confused about where to find money to pay off SPP arrears. Not to mention paying money for Darmawisata. Nara hasn't earned her salary this month. Nara also knew her father did not have a penny, because the money from his work had been used to pay for rent and daily meals.

"Mom knows you and your father have economic difficulties, Nara. But, if you do not pay SPP and the cost for Darmawisata, you are threatened not to be able to follow the event. And you certainly know for yourself what the consequences are if you do not follow the activities of Darmawisata."

Nara understands. Because basically darmawisata it covers several tasks in one visit. So, if you do not follow it, Nara will be confused when asked to make an observation report and other tasks.

"Mother, can I ask for more time?" ask Nara, expectantly.

The woman looked at the girl in front of her with pity. The teachers know very well if the life of this smart girl has many shortcomings, especially in terms of economy. This is what makes Nara sometimes have to get a warning letter, because of the payment arrears that swell.

"Good."

"I-mom sure?"

The woman smiled, then nodded. "Until the end of this week, before the departure of the tour group. I'll give you some leeway until that time comes."

Nara can now smile. At least he still has time.

"Then you can go back to class."

"Good, Mom."

The woman nodded, then let Nara out of the ordinance room. The woman and the other teachers knew that Nara was a hard-working, persistent child. Therefore, there was no harm in giving him a second chance.

"Ck. Have a delinquent SPP aja belagu want to join Darmawisata," Cibir a schoolgirl when Alea just closed the door of the business room.

"Eh upik abu, do not support to join Darmawisata deh lo. Pay SPP just can't!"

"Yes. Nambah sumpek scenery on the bus aja lo," said another student.

Nara did not want to take a headache, even though the sneer was pointing at her. He must be patient as well. After all, that sneer was like a compliment. Those who continue to sneer mean to care about him, because they continue to think about and disturb him. As Bacharuddin Jusuf Habibie said. "When someone insults you, it's a compliment that they spend a lot of time thinking about you, even when you don't think about them."

Nara never did the same. Now all Nara has to think about is how to get money quickly to pay off SPP and Darmawisata costs.

"Nara, don't you want to be together?" ask Cacha. Teaching and learning was over a few minutes ago. Now the students and students one by one began to leave the Tida school area except for Nara and Cacha.

"No. I'm gonna stop by somewhere."

"Where?"

"I want to go to the usual place, Cha," Nara said as she checked the clock on her phone.

"Lo want to sell more cookies?" Nara nodded in response. Cacha's guess is absolutely right.

Before being accepted to work at Lumiere Cafe, Nara did have time to cooperate with peddling cakes and merchandise owned by others.

"Make what? Don't you still work part-time at the cafe?"

"I need money to pay SPP to travel, Cha."

Cacha already knows how the economic crisis experienced by Nara. He often felt sorry to see what happened to his best friend. Unfortunately, every time he wanted to help, his intention was rejected outright by Nara. Cacha is only allowed to help at any time, when Nara is already unable to try.

"Lo'll use my money first, Nar. Why didn't you say it anyway?"

Nara shook her head while smiling faintly. "I can still work. Thanks for the offer of help."

Tuh, right. Cacha snorted hearing it. "But, Nar...."

"I go first, yeah. Send a message to Arsen if you find me, the number if I go home first."

"Why does Nar, you always refuse my help?" lirih Cacha while staring at the departure of the friend.

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The scorching sun did not necessarily decide the spirit of Nara to peddle his merchandise. Today it is not chips, pastries or wet cakes that are peddled, but rather some kind of cold-packed beverage. When the red light turns on, he will compete with other hawkers.

This is one of his old jobs, selling when at red lights. The target is the riders who are of course restrained because of the red light. His presence was always conspicuous among other red-light merchants. Her beautiful figure was also friendly, presumably making other hawkers envious and worried. Fear all their sustenance to flee.

"I bought all of them yeah, pretty."

"H-uh?" shocked Nara, he also reflexes to push. Look at the buyer.

"I bought it all."

"It wasn't a lie, was it?" nara asked the sport biker who was wearing the full face helmet.

"What's a lie? lying is a sin, God doesn't like it." the rider chuckled amusedly.

Nara herself was made silent while staring at the figure behind the full face helmet. His voice, laughter, speech, and gestures felt so familiar. "Sister Alexander?" guess, doubt.

"..."

"It's Brother, isn't it?" urged Nara, waiting for an answer from his interlocutor.

"Well, how did you get caught?" the young man lifted the glass of his full face helmet. Shows part of his face, especially his distinctive eye area. "Hi, pretty "

"No, right!" Ketus Nara's. "Why aren't you here?"

"I want to buy your merchandise. Time to use it again?"

"Huh?"

"Udah, hunt here your merchandise, hunt the green traffic light again," said Alexander. His chin while pointing at the street lamp. "Can't you?"

Nara nodded twice. "Can."

"So how much is it?" Alexander hurried out his leather wallet.

"Seventy-five thousand, Brother."

One hundred thousand dollars Alexander gave. Nara received the money with a frown. "No small money, brother?"

"Take it, the rest make snacks."

Nara was stunned to hear it. "But brother...."

"Yes first, pretty. It's green again, thanks for the cold drink. See you again." After saying so, Alexander returned to the bike.

Turns out to be true, the traffic light is back to green. Nara immediately pulled over with other hawkers. In his hand was still stored the money that Alexander had given. Although the wages from selling at the red light is not much, at least with money that is not how much Nara can squander the arrears of SPP.

Without Nara realizing it, since then the interaction was observed by someone in Angkasa High School uniform who coated the exterior with a jacket. His hand held the wheel firmly since seeing the interaction created between Alexander and Nara. She doesn't like to smile for other men. Just make the dizzy in his head grow.

"Alexander shit*n," he murmured before returning to launch his motorbike.

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"Nad."

"Yes, what's wrong, Nin?"

"Call the boss into the room."

Nara immediately turned her gaze from the fillet chicken meat that was being marinated towards Nindi.

"Good it first. Let it continue with the others."

Nara nodded, then washed the stairs under the water tap. After cleaning her hands, Nara rushed to the minimalist vegetable garden behind the cafe. Down the street that will take him upstairs, where the big boss is waiting in his room.

Nara also did not know why Arga suddenly called her. Either because he came home first, or for some other reason.

"Sister inside?" call Nara when the knock on the door doesn't respond. "Sister, am I in?"

Nara decided to enter, because she did not get an answer. When he managed to enter the room lighting conditions dim, silent and cold temperatures like the owner, Nara did not immediately find it.

"Where's brother?" call him.

"Sstt, I'm dizzy. Don't be noisy."

Nara reflexively refused to turn her head, looking from the time the voice came from. "Sister sick?" ask him when he managed to find the figure he was looking for.

The man was lying on his stomach with part of his face buried on the surface of the pillow.

"Hm."

"What did you call me here for?" asked Nara to vent.

The figure raised his face from the pillow so that the lover can be seen more clearly. That usually cold and flat beautiful face, looked haggard.

"Gue is sick," he said with emphasis. "Well you don't want to take care of me?"

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