Aksara For Arsyilla
The Prospective Sister of Ipar
Allowing Arsyilla to calm down, Aksara immediately drove her car towards Arsyilla's residence. In the car it was so quiet, both of them were silent. In each of their minds. Until Arsyilla did not realize that the car had stopped at the door of Arsyilla's house. In fact Aksara has a pretty sharp memory, a few days ago he drove Arsyilla home and now he can memorize the way to the house of Arsyilla.
“You don't want to go down?” Aksara asked, the man's voice seemed to be enough to make Arsyilla stunned.
Arsyilla immediately removed the sitbealt she was still wearing, about to take off the Aksara jacket she still wore, but Aksara held it back.
“Just wear it first,” said the man who still wants Arsyilla to wear his jacket. “Dare to go inside? Or will I accompany you in?” ask her again to Arsyilla.
But Arsyilla was silent. Honestly, he was quite confused. How to see Mom and Dad. Indeed his hair was no longer messy, a red mark on his neck could he cover with the scarf and jacket he now wore, but with his puffy eyes? Both of her eyes could not be covered if she was after crying.
Unfortunately, when Arsyilla was still silent, in the back of the car Aksara stopped also a Silver car, out of it came his Papa and a young man with a backpack there.
The young man tapped on the car window in front of him.
Kink …. The tookk…
Practically, Aksara immediately got out of his car.
“Can move the car no? This car prevents us from getting inside,” said the young man.
While behind the youth, there was Papa Radit who looked to highlight sharply the figure of Aksara.
“What's up here?” ask Papa Radit.
When Aksara was about to answer, apparently Arsyilla got out of the car. The woman nodded and smiled at Papa and the young man who was none other than his sister.
“Papa .. Shaka,” said by trying to smile even though his heart was broken and his body was so painful in some places.
“Kak, apparently Brother ...” Arshaka actually rushed to hug his brother who is now only as tall as his shoulder.
“Kakak kangen you, Shaka,” said Arsyilla by hugging her sister.
“He who's Sister?” asked Arshaka who seemed to investigate the figure of the man standing before him.
Apparently Aksara actually reached out his hand to shake Arshaka's hand, “Hai, I'm Aksara,” he said introducing himself.
“Come in.. do not gather in front of the road,” the voice of Radit who asked his children and also Aksara to enter the house first.
Once he entered the house, there was Khaira who smiled and greeted the arrival of her son who had just finished his studies in Singapore. However, the woman's smile seemed to be restrained when she saw the figure of Aksara again in front of her house.
“I miss you too, Shaka,” replies Khaira while patting her son's back.
Now in the living room, the five people gathered. Aksara sat quietly and honestly she was so clumsy to be in that family.
“Kak, who is Kak?” arshaka asked Arshaka suddenly to Arsyilla.
Seeming a stupor, Arsyilla was scratching her neck which was actually not itchy and also her eyeballs slowly panned on the figure of Aksara sitting in front of her.
Acknowledging that this man took my chastity, Shaka would be infuriated. If he admits he's my student, what would it be. Huhffh, why is everything going wrong.
Just as Radit and Khaira looked at each other, they had to explain what it was to their son. Of course, Arshaka did not know if something bad had happened to her brother a few days ago.
As the head of the family, Radit finally tried to open his voice. “She, will probably be your sister-in-law, Shaka.” The man spoke and emphasized the word possible. As a Papa it is certain that Radit wants the man named Aksara to be responsible to his son.
“Sister-in-law? Papa wasn't wrong, was he? Didn't ..” Arshaka spoke, but a moment later his words stopped.
Although he lived in Singapore to complete his studies there, Arshaka knew very well that the man named Aksara was not the lover of his sister. Therefore, Arshaka also guessed that something had happened with his brother.
“Pa, Ma .. don't tell me if Brother ..” Arshaka's speech is restrained, the young man seems to shake his head. Started to appear bad thoughts that might have happened to his brother.
Slowly Khaira patted his son's shoulder, “That's how it is, Shaka .. You will be his sister-in-law's candidate,” Khaira said as if affirming their status and position in the future.
However, Arshaka soon got up and the man jerked Aksara's hand and took him outside the house.
“Follow me!” said it.
As soon as the two had reached the outside of the house, Arshaka also seemed to rub his face violently. Then he without the previous cue immediately landed a raw bogem on the face of Aksara. In a state of unprepared, Aksara to stagger and feel the pounding pain and cause a heat effect on his face. The man without refracting his eyes with one hand held his jaw.
“However you treat my brother like that. I don't want to know, you have to take responsibility for what you've done to my Brother.” Arshaka spoke so emotionally. The one punch he gave was at least not comparable to the treatment the man had already done to his only brother.
As a sister, she would not spare the man who had already desecrated her brother. Arshaka loved her brother very much. The two grew up lovingly, loving each other. So when he found out that his brother had actually been stained, he became blood-ridden when he saw the Aksara. No matter who the man was, but Arshaka immediately landed his raw bogem on the man.
“Without you asking for it, I will definitely be responsible to your brother.” Aksara said, stating that he will definitely be responsible for what happened.
“Alright .. a man will be trusted because of his words, and if you break a promise, I will not hesitate to beat you,” his bluff by pointing at the face of Aksara.
“Hold me this Candidate Sister-in-law, I will soon marry your Brother.” Aksara answered with certainty and ensured that she would soon make Arsyilla his bride.