Zyacarin
Part 8's

Zya just came out of the library carrying a book in her hand. He was wearing shoes now while the book was, he put it next to him. Suddenly a hand picked up the book. Zya looked up with her innocent face.

"This is lo's book?" Ask someone who already holds Zya's book.

"Yes, here." Zya tried to not care too much.

"I think I've seen you, but where is it." That guy, with his face that's a punch mark. Zya must know who this guy is.

"No, I don't know you." Said Zya while looking for an excuse so that this person would return the book.

"But I'm your upperclassman, you should call kak dong." Said.

"Yes, I know you." Zya tried to be patient and repeat the sentence.

"Where are you?" The man is still trying to think.

"Sir, I really don't know you." Zya said and immediately took the book in the hands of the upperclassman. Luckily his grasp was not very strong holding the book, so Zya could more easily pull it.

Zya immediately left the upperclassman alone thinking there. Zya hopes he doesn't remember the past. Fortunately when Zya entered the wooden house, he had time to remove his glasses. 'What he was a little aware of that time' . Zya did not want to take a headache and did not want to think about this now. Since the bell had already rung, Zya sped up her pace. Zya hit someone again.

"Duh sorry sorry. I'm so sorry." Zya immediately apologized with a face that was still down, then began to see who he had accidentally hit.

"Yes not papa. You're not papa." Zya is shocked to find out that Jimin was the one he hit, this is the second time they collided unintentionally.

"I don't have papa." Shamefully Zya answered slowly.

"The book lo. I went to class first." Zya received a book that he himself did not know since when in the hands of his upperclassman. At the end of the sentence the upperclassman spoke, he was seen smiling and Zya caught a glimpse of it. Zya regretted not seeing it clearly. Zya continued to imagine, trying to find that smile in her memory but could not. Because Zya had only caught a glimpse and was unclear to him. Finally Zya decided to continue his steps towards his class which will soon start his lesson.

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Zya was lying in her room accompanied by a laptop in front of her. The laptop screen displays her unfinished schoolwork. Zya is used to doing her schoolwork while listening to music when she is at home. That way the comfortable atmosphere he made for himself. Zya can focus more when she listens to the music of her desire.

After completing his schoolwork, he wriggled to relax his hands that had been dancing on his laptop keyboard. Zya lay down and closed her eyes, trying to rest for a while. Because he knew it was time for dinner soon, and Zya had to come down for dinner with her family.

Zya closed her eyes enjoying the song that kept spinning along with her. Suddenly that smile came. The smile she said was similar to Zya's smile. 'He had the same smile as Zya' those words made Zya wake up and open her eyes. He remembered someone again. 'Who he really is, is he my older brother. How do I know. I went to school with him, but how do I know he's the older brother that mom meant.' Zya thought hard, so he did not listen to her name being called from behind the door of her room.

"Let's go down, the food below is ready. Son why you? You are sick yes. Why is the door locked. You are not papa. Zya." Her mom called her from behind the door of her room but there was nothing to say.

"Mom not open, too?" Jin came in with slightly disheveled hair.

"No, Mommy is worried." He said while holding his chest.

"Need to be broken down, Mom?" Jin asked a little unsure.

"You sure?" Jin was quiet for a moment.

"Hm." Said Jin doubtfully. He was looking for a way not to break down the door. Jin tried to bring his ears closer to Zya's room door. "Didalem has the sound of Mom's music."

"What you really are." Mommy said astonished.

"Woy deck, open the door. Otherwise I break the door so you don't have a room door!!" Jin let out his golden voice that could echo in this house. Momy also covered her ears, because Jin had given the code to Momy to cover her ears tightly.

"What a bang. Uh there's Momy, what's up Mom? Zya came out with a slight annoyance mixed in shock after he saw that Momy and bang Jin were there. Zya immediately corrected her tone when she saw her Momy.

"What's up. There you are starting to suck." Jin started to show his ugly face.

"Casual bang." Zya tried not to prolong the matter with her brother.

"Udah, the food is ready below. We're having dinner together now." Momy made them stop starting her heated debate.

"Oh yes, Mom." Zya said calmly and smiled.

Jin and Zya walk behind Momy following her down the stairs. Momy heard the small noise behind her. He turned his head immediately, but Jin and Zya immediately smiled sweetly like a child asking for candy. Momy shook her head slowly. It is no wonder if the two have started a fierce conversation, only Momy is able to dismiss the two. And it was also Zya's weapon in order to win and escape from the stab of the Jin's mouth.

They sat down to start dinner.

"Zya you're not papa?" Ask Dady in her soft voice.

"No dad." Zya smiled.

"If there's a story problem it's either Dady or Momy." Said Dady giving Zya a suggestion.

"Yes, son, Mommy was worried that you didn't open the door. Though there was also bi Iyem who asked you to come down. But you're not down." Zya gawked at Momy's explanation. How long he thought.

"Zya doesn't know Mom Dad." Say it while smiling.

"Part of why the hell lo, pack the keys to the door of all rooms." Jin started to chatter.

"Yee justin, love Zya." Zya still did not accept Jin's babble.

"If you want to get it from outside." Jin said as he scooped his nya.

"Why do you have to come from outside, if so Zya can not go out dong's room." Zya said a little annoyed.

"Let's not make a fuss about calling her lo." Say Jin briefly.

"Lo knows privacy. PRIVACY." PRIVACY." Zya deliberately emphasized his last sentence.

"Lo thinks you doang have privacy. I also have a tickle, but it doesn't have to be locked either. Who else will enter your room." Jin starts lecturing Zya with his rap.

"Who knows, elo." Zya said slowly.

"I'm not the same as you." Said Jin who still heard Zya speak even though his voice was reduced.

"Ishh abanggg!!" Zya shouted in embarrassment.

"Eh we have eaten first yes, the debate continues later only okay." Momy tried to break them up again this time.

"Date Mom." Zya started complaining to her Mommy.

"Who am I?" Jin did not accept the complaint of his sister.

"Partially you already know you want dinner hours too, still his ears are not patted." Said Jin lightly.

"Lu've never taken a spoon in your mouth?" Zya asked who was getting annoyed.

"Earlier. Nih." Jin stuffed his mouthful of rice with his spoon and showed it to Zya while chewing food.

"Aaa abang." Zya runs out of sense facing Jin.

"Jiinn don't bother you. Don't be your syaiton." Dady told Jin.

"Now syaiton." Said Zya again trying to corner Jin.

"Keep if I'm a syaiton, lo adeknya syaiton that? Kuntilanak." Said Jin who was still mocking his sister.

"It's right now." These are the words that Zya is able to say when he is out of words. Dan Jin was pleased with his victory. Momy and Dady can only listen and smile amusedly when these two children have started arguing with silly things.

Two sisters are the ones who make the atmosphere of this house become comfortable, peaceful, and crowded. Without Jin, there would be no one shouting to harass Zya and without Zya there would be no Jin like this. Momy remembers when Jin asked her sister. Jin really wants friends in this house, especially a little sister. Now Momy knows why Jin wanted a little sister back then.

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Bright morning.Cold air that penetrates into the skin. The visible dew in the air added to his cold sensation this morning. The sun that began to reveal itself, radiated its rays for warmth.

Zya opened the window curtain. He saw the beautiful clouds and the cold of this air. Today the school is off because there is a red calendar. Fortunately, last night his family had discussed this red date. Otherwise, Zya would probably be getting ready now for her school. Neither did his best friend tell him about this day off. Zya started to pick up the phone and opened the lock screen. Zya wrote a message to her best friend.

Zya waited for a moment, there was no reply from Violet. Zya got up and down for breakfast. Below, he saw his brother cutting his nails.

"Where is Momy Dady?" Asked Zya who looked around him deserted. Though it's a holiday, Momy and Dady should be there now.

"Shop." Say Jin briefly.

"Where?" Ask Zya again.

"Moll's." Jin is still with his cool activities that are cutting nails on his feet.

"Aren't you rhyming?" Ask Zya again, making Jin stop cutting his nails and look at Zya.

"Ngapain ngajak you? Do you want to pick up your groceries?" Jin felt that this conversation was not as short as he had imagined.

"What a great understanding." Whine Zya is a little spoiled.

"Lo is not understanding. Momy and Dady rarely go out together. Let them go together without interference from you." Jin said.

"Yee, I'm a demon." Zya said.

"Lo is a demon." Jin answered lightly.

"It's right now." Zya surrender.

"Your breakfast is on the table." Jin gestured through his eyes.

"Have you eaten all of it?" Ask Zya.

"Udah." Answer Jin briefly.

"No waking up Zya. The door to the room is not locked." Zya remembered last night no longer locking the door to her room.

"Lo sleeps really good, so Momy's not waking up lo." Jin said.

"O." Oo." Zya walks the dinner shirt and opens the food cover. Zya ate voraciously, because her stomach was already asking to be filled.

Finish eating Zya approached her brother.

"Well, don't you want to run in the morning?" Zya thought about what he would do this morning.

"Gak ah. Males." Jin said as he picked up the TV remote and turned it on.

"Plancess more gemoy." Zya pinched her brother's cheek until she was satisfied. "What I want to do is take a walk first, you keep the house here."

"Yaudah sono." Jin said as he grimaced holding his cheek that Zya had pinched earlier.

Zya got ready with a suitably matched shirt fit for a little run this morning. Zya came out of her room preparing for a little workout this morning.

Zya once again said goodbye to Jin and Jin agreed. Zya came out of the gate of her house and started putting a headset next to her ear. Zya already knows which route he will pass so that later he will reach the house without turning the direction.

Zya arrived at a park. Lots of kids playing there. Some were playing bicycles, hanging out with their families. Zya begins to imagine if he can go back to his childhood and his family is still intact. Must be so happy. Zya was still quietly looking at the child who was playing. There were some children smiling at him and Zya pjn returned his smile.

"Funny are they?" Suddenly, someone was talking beside him.

"Lo who?" Zya asked looking at the man. Zya knew very well, he had helped this man.

"Lo don't want me?" Zya fell silent, as if she was out of words.

"Gue your upperclassman." Zya remained silent. His gaze remained straight to the children who were playing in the park.

"I used to think, I wanted a big cepet because it seemed more exciting. I can work, I can have my own money for fun. But after I got big, I wanted to be like them again. Who knows nothing about the conditions around him." Said story.

"Lo why is it here." Ask Zya again, switching the conversation.

"Know me V." The man stretched out his hand but Zya did not reach it. "Gue again breathed some fresh air. I haven't been walking around for a long time."

"Oo if so, I'll go back." Zya said as she left him.

"Hey wait, I don't know your name yet." The man screamed but Zya ignored him. Zya continued to run far away. Leaving his shadow in the man's mind.

Zya was grateful to be able to get away from the man. If not wrong, Zya remembered the man was a close friend of his brother. But what's he around for. Zya had never seen him before. Zya wanted to confirm and contact her brother. Ask if any of her friends are at home right now.