THE UNCONFIRMED SISTER
Chapter 11

"Can Izya choose? Izya wants to have a happy family. "

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Alizya got off the bike just as azan magrib was reverberating. He took off the helmet he was wearing, gave some money to the motorcycle he had hired and thanked him. He walked into the yard after the taxi he was riding left.

His feet stepped slowly, slowly opening the gate and closing it again.

With tears shed Alizya slowly opened the door. The house was dark, no one was home. Both of his brothers have not yet returned. They might not even be coming home tonight. Both of his brothers must have avoided him.

Alizya smiled wryly as she stopped in front of a large framed photo displayed in the living room. He looked up, staring at the warm smiles of the people in the photos.

His tears are flowing more and more.

In the photo, there is a father .. mother .. and her two young brothers. They smiled widely, they embraced each other warmly. Alizya's? Why isn't he in the picture?

"Mother .. sorry, Izya.... "

"Dad.... " Alizya was stunned in her tears. Body's shaking.

Because he has no right to be in that picture. Alvano said, you're not part of this family. As for Alvino, he said it would be better that Alizya never existed in this world. And he put the picture on display in the living room so that everyone who came knew that Alizya was not part of his own family. Alvano and Alivo hate it when people call Alizya their sister.

"Why do they hate Izya, Bun? Why, Dad? What is wrong Izya...? "

Alizya falls down, she kneels under a large frame of happy portraits of her family. His shoulders were shaking, he was crying. Alizya cried loudly until her voice echoed along with Adzan who was reverberating.

Can he hate his two brothers?

Why are they so bad for him?

Alizya cried for a long time. His feelings are falling apart. After seventeen years, Alizya remained unconcerned by Alvano and Alvino.

They seem to have no heart. Once they thought that Alizya was just a little girl who had a fragile heart. As an older brother, they should be a protector and a place to lean for Alizya. But they just happen the opposite.

When Azan's voice was no longer heard, Alizya woke up. Tried he climbed the stairs. He wanted to carry out his duty immediately and pray to the Almighty. Ask God the owner of this nature to open the door of his two brothers' hearts.

"Can Izya choose? Izya wants to have a happy family. There's Dad, there's Mommy. Izya also wants a good sister. Not another family, but just this family. Please ... make Kak Van and Kak Vin love Izya. Oh Allah ... Izya just wants that.... "

He wants a happy family like the one in the big picture. His family .. he wants to be in their midst.

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At 01:21 in the morning.

The roar of Alvano's car was heard stopping in front of the house. The young man in a suit got out of the car. The dark courtyard, his mansion also appeared dark.

Alvano stepped up reluctantly. He didn't want to go home tonight, but somehow his heart didn't calm down. He wants to go home soon. For a long time he was silent at work, his mind and heart at war. He wanted to go home but refused. His ego also lost, Alvano immediately rushed home.

Slowly Alvano opened the door, he held his breath as the door of the house began to open wide. He was stuck in the doorway.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER VAN & BROTHER VIN!

The large piece of writing was stuck on the wall just above a large photo of his family. Living room facing directly to the front door. Two birthday cakes with unlit candles welcomed his arrival. The light from the outside makes Alvano able to see it in the dark.

For a long time he looked at the two cakes covered in clear glass. The light makes the glass shine. The beautiful cake with the happy birthday inscription made Alvano's eyes dewy involuntarily. There was a sense that he was difficult to understand in the corner of his heart.

After staying quiet for a long time, Alvano also chose to pass. He had guessed that Alizya was the one who made all these surprises. This time Alvano again chose to ignore as times ago, he immediately climbed the stairs to his room. There was no intention of tasting the cake his sister made for him.

There was a feeling of relief when she saw the surprise Alizya made for her.

Until the night just passed. The two glass-covered cakes were loosened and untouched.

When dawn came, Alvino arrived home after last night choosing to spend the night outside. He stared flat at the little party Alizya made for him. Nothing special to him. As before, he never cared about what Alizya gave him.

Alvino turned on the lights until the room looked bright. The living room looks lively with colorful balloons and ribbons with various colors that appear to hang in every corner of the room.

Alvino approached and stood right beside the table. He stared at the two cakes in different colors. One is pure white, that's her favorite color. While the other is black, it is the favorite color of his twin brother. And also ... there are two gift cities placed next to each cake. The color of the gift box is the same as the color of the cake that Alizya made.

Alvino was glued to a gift box wrapped in white paper. I don't know what kind of reward Alizya has prepared for her. Alizya always gave him her favorite things to make Alvino himself become hate all that.

This time what?

A watch?

The motors?

A handhpone?

Or laptop?

Alvino promises to throw away whatever Alizya gives. If necessary, it will destroy it.

"Den.... "

Alvino jerks. He turned around and found Bi Darsih who had just entered. The old woman looked confused to see him. "What's up, Den? "

Bi Darsih approaching. At first he was surprised to see the door of the house that opened, after entering it turns out there is Alvino who pecked near the living room table. Bi Darsih looked around. She stared at the beautiful decorations Alizya made for her twin sister's birthday.

"Wah ... very beautiful, Den. Non Izya Pinter really decorate this room. This must also be a cake made by Miss Izya, " cried Bi Darsih. He looked at the beautiful cake on the table.

"Down, Bi! " let Alvino know when Bi Darsih wants to touch the candle on the cake.

Bi Darsih suddenly straightened up, staring in disbelief at Alvino who was beside him. "Who? No, anyway, Den! The cake is good like this, it must be delicious! " the objection won't. Not just cake, Bi Darsih knew that the young man asked her to throw away everything Alizya had prepared.

"Then for, Auntie, just. " Alvino passed without heeding the protest Bi Darsih said. He went upstairs.

His gaze was ice-cold as he stared at the tightly shut door of Alizya's room. Their doors were lined, three doors with Alizya's room at the very end and her room was in the middle between Alvano and Alizya.

Alvino clenched his hands tightly as the shadow of Alizya's face filled his head.

"Happy birthday, Brother Vin, the handsome one!"

"Happy birthday, Brother Vin. Cie, get older! "

"Sister Vin, happy birthday. Hopefully, Brother, the more successful and more handsome. "

"Happy birthday, Brother Vin. Izya has a special gift for you, brother! "

A smile and birthday greetings from Alizya every year suddenly rotated in Alvino's brain. Like the old movie DVDs, all of it looks black and white on his brain. Everything Alizya did for her was never meaningful and was unable to give color to her life.

Alvino turned his face away. He turned the door knob of his own room. It will be no different from the past and the present. Alvino did not have to wait for the girl to come out of the room and congratulate her directly.

"What cares about me?! Fucking alan!