Why Should I ?
Brown Envelopes

Pov Winsticks

I blinked, very annoyed with such a bright light. 'Mas, please let the lights go out! Glare!' well, I think Rama forgot to turn off the lights before he fell asleep because it was a bad habit.

I didn't get an answer from him, not even the light I thought was dim. Because I was very upset, I repeated my words earlier in a high tone. Ah, it's the same! Rama didn't heed that. Strange, before he was always alert to anything I wanted. Why not now?

I turned my body with a scolding from my lips. My emotions covered the surroundings, there was no Rama beside me. Only Dira suddenly cried in shock from being shocked by my voice.

My eyes turned towards the window, staring in disbelief at the already extremely high beam. I blinked my eyes and I noticed the clock on my phone.

"asagaaaa! How can I fall asleep until this day and can think it's still night"

'it is fitting that Rama did not greet, he must have gone to work' my mind came to speak. Ah, it's a shame if anyone hears it and luckily only Nadira doesn't know anything about it. Be safe....

"you're the laper, baby, look at the milk first"

I grabbed my son who was still screaming. I accept, as proof of my apology for him.

Geck.. Geck... Geck..

"Kinaaaaan! Woi wakes up, Lu sleeps what fainted anyway?"

My bedroom door was slashed very hard. I'm very familiar with his voice, even the way he woke me up. Someone who's very easy to upset me. Who else if not Wulan.

He was my brother, he was far away compared to Santi. He's fighting me more than having fun. He was also the only person who did not bully Rama in this house.

"just come in, don't scream outside. I don't have the same? So stop deh, do not need to gedor-gedor the door is already rich loan shark!"

"hahaha, it's so crisp"

"i'm not kidding either. Ih, you can't make different people kidding around the same?"

"wash your face there and don't make it hard! Someone's looking for you up ahead"

Heh, if you are not afraid to be a bad brother I have already kicked this person. Fortunately, her age being older than me can make me give up a little.

"morning? It's still malem buk. Heehs"

Ma'am Wulan pushed my head before scurrying out of the room. He was very happy if I started to get angry. Perhaps, it was her way of calming down after her divorce masterminded by mother.

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I deliberately slowed down my work, I made it as long as possible so that people in front of the house that I did not know were overwhelmed waiting and leaving. My mind was scared as I peeked at her from inside the room. His face is very sad and his body is full of tattoos. He's more of a thug than anyone else.

"Kin, how come you're really? He's your nyariin"

Santi's mother who suddenly appeared made me jerk and accidentally pushed an unlocked window next to the main door.

"eh mbak Kinan huh? Can I have a chat for a second?"

I had to put on a wry smile. Ah, it's all because of Santi, just try he doesn't surprise me. Maybe I won't open the window and make him look at me.

With a great lack of pleasure, I opened the main door to meet him in front.

"what's wrong sir?"

"my name is Rudy"

"alright, mr. rudy I'm Kinanti. What's wrong with me, when we never met, right?"

"oh, not Kinan. I just want to deliver this letter from Abbas. He asked me to give it to Kinan"

Abbas's? He's saying Abbas's name now? His language is very polite, is he Abbas's son? Ah, where is possible! Look, his body is full of tattoos. If only the soft word did not guarantee him good.

I hesitated to receive the brown envelope from the man's hand, but his gaze forced me to take it. He smiled until the letter reached me.

"yes, I said yes first. Assalamualaikum"

"wa'alaikum salam"