Sorry, For Your Wounds!
Mellowed

If anyone asks why Elsye's attitude softened, it's because she accidentally heard the conversation of her parents from behind the door of the room that was slightly open. His heart was full of hearing the father's words. Until he decided to visit Imah in his room. And it turned out that the girl had just taken a bath, with a worn cloth wrapped around her thin body, which she carried in a plastic bag. Imah wants to wear her clothes, but the presence of Elsye makes her careless because of the shame of wearing her clothes that have too many patches.

The tail of her eyes glanced at the clothes Elsye was wearing, then glanced at her hand. It feels very disrespectful, if he wears his clothes that almost in all parts there are stitches and patches.

"Why not wear that shirt on the nightstand? no like? what model do you want? to my room yuk? who knows if there's a model you like." Said Elsye trying to be suave, the jutek and cold girl felt guilty with her own mind. It was so bad to think of that poor girl.

"Eh? no, this is good. Here you go, I'll change first." Imah grabbed the clothes on the nightstand which turned out to have been along in the* as well. Coming out of the bathroom, Imah looked clumsy because Elsye kept looking at her.

"Pretty. Just choose a little longer, the more cute." Praise Elsye sincerely. The size of the dress followed the size of her height while Imah was slightly taller than her.

"Thank you non. Later, I will wash if Imah's clothes are dry, oya Imah ride on the clothesline inside, tomorrow morning I'm moving in." Saying a smile, very sweet in the vision of Elsye.

"Kok non anyway, Eci aja. We are brothers, said Abi." He himself had not yet met his father.

"Don't you say sir, I was invited to work in the city huh?" ask me confused. Elseh smiled miris. Imah is too innocent and innocent, even though her age can be older a few years than her. Apparently the pressure of his family, making the girl absolutely no chance to get to know the outside world, even if only to get along. Seen from the way of Imah who is always nervous if meeting new people even though his age.

"Not so, abi just said origin so you want to come, let's go out. Time for dinner." Elsye holding up her skinny arm made the girl a little awkward. Her entire life had never been held in such a trance by anyone, even by her father. His mother died when he still did not understand anything.

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"Like no?" asked Elsye for a number of times, now the two are sitting on the balcony of Elsye's room. Done eat Imah insistent want to wash all dirty dishes also clean the rest of their dinner. Arumi does not want to prevent her anymore, she does not want Imah to feel uncomfortable living with them if she is constrained to do anything. She knew that she had been used to doing all the housework since childhood, it would be very difficult to change someone's habits just overnight.

"Like. If it's cheaper and bargainable, you'd prefer it." The timpal Cahaya plain. Elsye giggled funny hearing Imah's remark, how can she bargain when shopping online she thought.

"This is the cheapest, Mah. More expensive, there's more." Elsye showed me some items of female clothing, at a price that made Imah's mouth gaped in disbelief. Elsye laughed even more crisply, seeing the reaction of Imah's face which she thought was very funny.

"It can't be bargained anymore? geez, if I buy this shirt, it could run out of rice fields 2 new hectares bought." Said Imah clucking sliced, seeing the price of one dress in brandol with prices up to tens of millions of rupiah.

"You want a gini model? good, the power fits. Try to see the description" Elsye began to seriously read the size listed there. "It fits Mah so well, if you wear it right on her long knees." Elsye continued to chatter about the suitability of the dress, while Imah was busy reducing the price of the shirt, which she said was very expensive.

"May? Is that it?" Imah gasps at the call of her little miss, who has now turned into her younger sister at the request of the family. She can only obey, Imah is very grateful that someone wants to accommodate her like family.

"Eh? Jump frog! yeah, what's up?" Elsye could no longer hold back her laughter, the girl laughed until her eyes watered. The image of the jutek girl, cold and flat, now vanished when she was merged with Imah.

"Gosh, Mah. It's so funny." Elsye wiped her tears and began to focus on the discussion about the dress.

"Like this one no? if you like later we order at the boutique oma Dara. This is an example, I need to sew first. I want this make on my birthday in two weeks. We couple_an, will we?" Imah is still digesting the language of Elsye which is a little heavy for him to catch. Understandably, all this time Imah will only wear the clothes of her former half-sister. It was torn everywhere, even when there are neighbors who give him good clothes, will be taken by his sister and exchanged for clothes not worth wearing. Imah is used to it, even for in* alone, Imah sewed her own from pieces of cloth clothes that she scissors resemble in*an. And he sewed using sack threads, or threads that he bought secretly in the stall, with the proceeds of his wages as a tea picker labourer.

"This can be in installments not pay? if Imah directly get a job until in the city later, Imah pay nyicil, can?" Imah said very innocently, his serious face made Elsye did not have the heart to laugh again.

The girl let out a long sigh and looked seriously at Imah, "heard ya baby, who said you were taken to the city to work, who? Abi brought you to our family as a family member, not as a worker. What a word fits her.." Elsye seemed to be thinking of the right word and could be digested easily by the shallow mind of Ema. He knew the girl was always living under pressure, now he wanted to slowly remove Imah from all forms of trauma.

"Or not adoption?" finally the question came to his mind. I look to think and then nod slowly.

"Well, abi same umi tuh, want to make you an adopted child, but like a real child. Yes it's by adopting you, so starting from the moment you're adopted by my family, your old family can't bother you anymore. Whatever reason. That's how simple it is, now you understand, right?" elsye explained so excitedly. Imah only the mangosteen either understand or not.

"That's a beard, okay?" elsye was impatient.

"Understanding, uh, understanding the deck.." Elsye snickered at Imah's call to her, while Imah was just a whimper of misbehavior.

"Sorry" his great-granddaughter slowly, then grabbed Elseye's arm to persuade the little girl who is now transformed into her sister.

"So just call him that again, I'll punish you for a week and won't rebuke you." Threaten Elsye with her straightforward signature style.

Imah nodded quickly, then the two again dissolved in the discussion around the girls. While downstairs, Eiden was frenzied, waiting for Imah who never returned to his sister's room.

Keenan frowned in surprise, upon seeing the silhouette of someone sitting on the sofa of the living room. The lights that were not lit, made the shadow of his son completely resemble an astral being. He was about to go to the kitchen to fill the water in the bottle, instead seeing an apparition that looked like a heartbroken demon.

"Who? Brother did not sit here alone, ngadep telivisi not lit. No ngigo, is this it?" asked Keenan astonished, his son focused on looking at the television that was not lit at all. Keenan became worried that his son was taken by a prank demon, so he acted strangely like this.

"Ck, abi bother. I'm waiting for Imah to come down, from earlier still hogging Imah. Brother is upset" said the child in an unsound tone. Keenan gawked to hear the child's words, there's-there he thought.

"That same thing has been sleeping on the top, abi wanted to check teteh, usually like to forget to use a blanket if you have slept so much fun playing mobile phone." Keenan habit always visited his children's room, although no matter how late he came home from work. Checking the water in their child's room also ensures they sleep in a comfortable position.

"Isha! teteh really-yes, I cape nahan sleepy from earlier want to talk with Imah. Even in bed above. That's why I forbid to go upstairs." Eiden's grouse passed by the father with his face perfectly bent. Keenan can only shake his head, his genes are more dominating the child. He hopes Eiden is unlike him in the past, and hopes his son is wiser in managing his feelings, in order to remain intact for one woman only.