The Un Familiar Brother
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The day that had been bright began to dim along with the shift of the sun to the other side of the earth. The clouds begin to change color, corresponding to the light that refracts. The orange clusters in the chakras begin to remove the once powerful blue color.

The birds also seemed busy flying in the sky, about to return to nesting. The king of the day was ready to close the day. With her gorgeous pinkie, she is ready to close today's edition. His job will change to the other side of the earth.

"Sister."

"Hm?"

"Sister better get checked out by a doctor. We're going to the hospital, okay?"

"Males."

"But, Brother has a fever," the beautiful girl added. There was a worried look on his face. "The temperature is also high."

"Hm, just step down again."

"When the fever is higher? Better get to the hospital before it gets worse."

Nara tries to persuade Arga to go to the hospital, but the man does not obey. The man had a fever, his body temperature was quite high. Since then Nara has been compressing Arga's forehead with a towel. However, there are no signs if the condition improves immediately.

"Silver drank Paracetamol just no mending her. It is better to go to the hospital to get a more appropriate treatment," invited Nara to the next time. The man still refused to agree. He also occasionally put a damp towel on his forehead.

"Males."

Arga is rarely broken. Even if it falls, he will refuse to be examined by a doctor. He even becomes more sensitive and irritable when his body is less fit. As it is today, Arga with his stubbornness is such a complex unity.

Nara had persuaded from now on. Given Arga fever is quite severe. Since that afternoon, the fever has not gone down. Nara became concerned herself. Be Nara obey Arga's request without rebuttal for now, which is to take care of him.

The man did not ask clearly to be accompanied to recover. However, from behind her to the point, Nara believes that Arga needs her to stay.

"I'll stay a while, brother. I want Maghrib first."

"Hm."

"So, don't sit back first. I'll bring you dinner with medicine."

"Hm."

Nara left, and left Arga. Actually Nara is quite uncomfortable with Arga's room is filled with Katana and other sharp objects. But what can be done, after saying he was sick, Arga immediately brought him here. Sphinix Headquarters. Be now Nara is stuck in the place of gang members who certainly do not like her presence.

"Hm, sorry, Brother. Can I ask you something?" cautiously, Nara approached the two men in black T-shirts with SPHINIX.

"Eh lo, the boss' girlfriend, right?" ask one of the two.

"Elah moron. Did you know she's the boss's girl, using her again?!" the other timpal.

Nara stared at the interaction of the two in confusion. He thought they would give a hostile response, but in fact they were quite cooperative.

"Lo wants what the hell?"

"Where's the kitchen?"

"Oh, kitchen." Nara nodded.

"Why do you know where the kitchen is?"

"Em, that. Brother Arga is sick again, I want to cook soup."

Silent moment. The two looked at each other, before turning to look at Nara in disbelief.

"The boss is sick?" Nara nodded.

"Lo's sure our leader's sick?" the other question was immediately answered by a nod of the head by Nara.

"Don't I believe this?"

"Same. I too?!"

"Eh," confounded Alea would respond both. "Sister Arga was sick, he had a fever from noon" Nara explained.

"Lo ngibul, huh? our leader's endurance is strong, steel cake. So, she's never been sick."

"Yes. So the victim's a crackle, he's tough."

Nara was getting excited to hear it. They both really can't believe that Arga has a fever. "Eh, but...."

"Lo's ngibbling again, right? Hayo, I'm lo."

Nara shook her head. For what he lied. "No. Arga's sister is sick. He's got a fever, a headache, too."

"Has bullsh*t lo."

"But...."

"Gue is sick bangs*t!" exclaiming a baritone voice belonging to someone who immediately made the three turn their head. Especially the two men who use SPHINIX gang T-shirts. When they raised their eyes, they immediately met the leader's black onyx.

"Gue is also human, not angelic. That's why I get sick," said the baritone voice, full of emphasis.

"Hehe, sorry boss. Kirain chick you ngibul," kekeh one of the two, clumsy.

"My girl's never fucked."

The two men nodded in fear.

Aware of the unusual atmosphere, Nara opened her voice. Minimize the tension between them. "Why aren't you here? I'm still sick."

"Lo nyariin," answered Arga quickly.

"Me?" Nara pointed to herself. "I told you, I want Maghrib first. Just bring the same medicine for dinner. Why did you even come down? he said dizzy."

The two men wearing black T-shirts looked up. Just this time they saw someone who dared to scold the leader. Plus she was a woman, and Arga also seemed to not mind being scolded. The proof is that he did not cut Nara's sentence.

"Lo's starting to fuss."

"I'm chatty because of wayward sister," said Nara. "Mending now Brother is back again. I want to pray first, I'll follow."

Just as Nara finished saying, Arga immediately spoke up. "In my room there is a bathroom. Take the same prayer there. Can you?"

Nara nodded. He also just found out Arga's room is equipped with bathroom facilities. "Eh, yes. But I also want to...."

"No buts," cut Arga while pulling Alea's wrist to carry with her. "Lo pray in my room, he added", before they left two members of the SPHINIX gang who were made to gawk.

"That was just our leader, wasn't it?" ask one of them.

"Yes." Yeah."

"It turns out our leader really hurts, bro." While nodding his head, he patted his partner on the shoulder.

"Huh, who really lo? what pain is it? how do I see it as normal, huh?"

"Sick asunder."

"Shark?"

"Yes. Meriyang alias misses affection," explained the man while smiling amusedly.

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After performing her services as a Muslim, Nara came down to make dinner. The man was still lying on the bed as he went out. Since noon Arga was a fever and got a headache. Because they do not want to be examined by a doctor, Arga chose to take drugs such as Paracetamol and ibuprofen to reduce fever and headaches suffered.

"Eh, why are you here?"

Nara, surprised by the question, almost dropped the container on the ground.

"Lo want to steal it?" tussle Libra, who just asked.

"You're cooking, sister," Nara's correction.

"Who is it that you cook here anyway?" sewot Libras.

"That's..."

"You know, Lib. She's the leader girl after all. Biarin Napa," Sela Ibo who happened to be there, broke up Libra.

"Enek just see it," said Libra who that night used a maroon t-shirt. He was sitting on the table. "What can you cook, huh? The Alexa who defended the cooking course for Arga is always rejected. Especially lo?"

Nara nodded while smiling faintly. He then took a small pot to cook chicken soup that was easy to make. He just needs to boil the chicken until the meat is soft and pull out the broth. Usually if it is so, the chicken will be Nara suwir. While the chicken broth is only included slices of onions, vegetables such as carrots, potatoes, broccoli, and meatballs if there is. then add flavoring and salt according to taste. Do not forget to add slices of leeks and celery. At the end, just sprinkle the fried onion. Chicken soup from Nara. Ready to enjoy while warm.

"Early also your food ends up in the trash," Libra lips back up, then passed by.

"Biarin. PMS him again. Mood swing continues its luggage" whispered Ibo.

Nara nodded, then asked. "Will I cook too?"

"Yes. Since Genta is still in the cafe, so I'm the one who gives feed to the children."

"Tock feed anyway?"

"Take them as fish. That way, they will immediately gather if it's about eating."

Nara laughed at hearing that. Funny about them too. "Hm, while waiting for the chicken to be soft, can't I help Brother?"

"Well, that's fine. Your hands are magical! Can make any cuisine with the flavor of Genta cuisine cake."

"Silver excessive," said Nara while tying her long hair with a rubber band that is stored near the sink. "So, what did I do for you?"

"Bantuin methikin vegetable green beans deh. I want to cook baby chickpeas."

"OKAY. Ready to do it."

Ibo gives two thumbs up for Nara. That beautiful girl was actually very easy to carry herself. Its friendly and easy going carrying makes everyone easy to be comfortable with. It's just that a misunderstanding from the past got him rubbed.

It turns out that it is true what Ibo said, the children who inhabit this headquarters immediately gathered after Ibo gave a sign that dinner was ready. There were about thirty members who directly stormed the kitchen while carrying colorful dishes with personal names underneath.

The scenery is very inversely proportional to their image which is labeled as the cause of commotion and road-rooted. Seen from anywhere, they are just a group of young men who still have a conscience, but do not have a home comfortable enough to go home.

Seeing how they eat, without choosing about food, pa presented on the dining table will eat to make Nara's heart full. So, this is what her late lover, Seno, wants to protect. And this is also what is now the duty of her lover, Arga to be protected wholeheartedly.

"Eat Nar" Ibo asked.

Nara shook her head, her hands were ready to carry a tray of warm rice, chicken soup that was still smoking, as well as a glass of water.

"First, Brother. I have something to take care of."

"Yes. Leaders rarely get sick. Once sick, beuh immediately turned into a male lion ready to pounce indiscriminately. Very sensitive. Ati-ati ya Nara, who patiently also faced it." Ibo said, telling.

Nara smiled faintly as she nodded. Again Ibo's words are true, Arga is very sensitive because of illness.

"If that's what I am first, brother. Thanks for borrowing the kitchen."

"Yes, Nar. Titip leader yes, get well soon."

Nara nodded back. Before actually leaving, he had asked Ibo to spend the rest of the chicken soup he made. This was certainly welcomed by the other children.

Nara does not only make chicken soup, she also makes corn parchment, stir-fried baby chickpeas, fried chicken and tempeh, and tomato sauce. While Ibo took over the position to cook rice, as well as preparing other side dishes and cut fruits for washing the mouth.

Now the results of Nara and Ibo's hard work are being enjoyed. The SPHINIX gang members eat voraciously in various corners of the kitchen. There are those who sit on top of the cabinet, on a small table, floor, near the sink, there are even those who mojok near the refrigerator. Nara until her head saw them.

"Other times the delicious masakin again yes, Nar," said one of them.

"Yes. Beef steak can also be very tuh," added another voice.

Nara nodded with a smile, before passing towards the top floor. Someone was waiting for him, and sure enough. When he opened the door, he was immediately presented with a sharp look from the direction of the bed.

"old. What was going on down there? Spread charm?!" spray the leader.

The handsome man clearly showed his annoyance. Right Ibo said, facing the leader who is sick needs extra patience.

"I'll help you cook for a minute, brother." Nara answered as she approached. "Eat first, keep taking the medicine. Angry kept for later."

Arga grunts sebal. However, he still complied without realizing it. The expression on her face that was still too sharp while enjoying the soup made by Nara, made Nara smile thinly.

"Enak?"

"Lumayan," answered Arga, flat-headed. "It can still be eaten."

Hearing the answer, Nara laughed. "She said my soup was delicious."

"Who said?" sewot Arga's. He almost choked when he heard Nara's words.

"Sir Ibo is like everyone else."

"Lo ...cook soup for them too?!"

Nara shakes. "Sisa the soup I gave them."

Arga clucked to hear it. The man did not seem to accept bribes intended to be made for himself alone, even distributed free of charge.

"Let's not share the food that was made for me."

Nara understood the meaning of Arga's words. Then he immediately nodded, rather than igniting emotions.

"One more." Arga stopped the activity for a moment. Nara stared fixedly. "If you need money, tell me the same."

"I mean Brother?"

"Don't sell at red lights anymore."

The deg!

'Where does Arga know?' nara wondered. So why can't he walk? is Arga ashamed to have a girlfriend like her?

"Gue is not ashamed" said Arga suddenly. "Gue just doesn't want to see you work there."

"...."

"Lo has a girlfriend who can still give you money" added Arga later.

"But, Brother, I don't want to take anyone, including Brother. Giving money is not the responsibility of my brother as my girlfriend. After all, I can still make money by working fan jobs that are halal," said Nara.

"Lo doesn't feel bothered. I don't even like to see you sell on the streets."

"But...."

"Gue doesn't like to see Alexander have the same opportunity, because of the job."

Nara was silent. Arga knows where? or maybe the man saw when Alexander bought all his merchandise?

"Gue can still give you money. You work in a cafe, don't work anywhere anymore. Especially if your source of income has something to do with bangs*t," said Arga firmly. "Lo understand?"

Nara again could only nod in response.

"Lo ain't gagu, can you talk, can you?" arga sarcasm.

Nara breathed a weak breath while staring at her interlocutor again. "Yes. I understand."

The handsome man nodded thinly. "Good."

When Arga returned to enjoy the artificial soup, suddenly Nara's little heart spoke. So, this is envied by the leader, Arganta Natadisastra? that man ... is jealous, right? from the way it is. Only, he was very good at covering it.

Arga again asked to stay away from Alexander. He and Alexander had nothing to do with it. Arga saj to jealousy, although not say it clearly. However, Arga suddenly said so clearly.

"Don't whip Alexander, how many times have I told you. I don't like it."

Tuh, right.

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TB

I'm starting to get possessive, Ta 😁

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Sukabumi 27-11-22