Zeazlans
Zea

If asked who is my heart? Then my answer is Zeo and Zia.

the Zea Praisa Ulya

"If you knew! That I was the know," a boy with his wisdom began his poem.

"Then you'll know that I actually know, Dan---"

"Eh stop!!"

A voice stopped the man from continuing his chatter about tofu and tofu was lucky not to know and flour.

"What the hell lo brother? I haven't finished reading it yet,"

"And you're starting to know-" he continued.

"In addition to wheat flour season with a little salt, be bakwan tofu," cut the woman quickly.

The woman was none other than Zea Praisa Ulya, the eldest of her two younger siblings, Zeo Erstio and Zia Prailisa.

"Gue again read the poem entitled if you know, no longer want to cook bakwan know," said Zeo with a face and sentences full of emphasis.

"Crazy you for so long!" added again.

"Lo the nerve!! What poetry uses the knowledge of all? Don't use tempeh, meatballs, chili, onions!!" his lips were upset and then moved from his seat to the kitchen.

"Lo said I'd take it,"

"Yaudah change the title so you know!!" ledek Zea with an explosive laugh.

"Not all of you know that the round fried impromptu two thousand rupiah," said Zeo by following the style of speech that is usually done by sellers of round tofu who usually sell around in the complex of his house.

Zea turned around, then spoke in whispers.

"Suit Ze, sana gih sale lo!!" ask Zea.

"Okay!!" quickly answer.

"This poem is a parable and a phrase, you will not understand, because it is a matter of the heart" Zeo explained.

Zea looked at Zeo fed up, as if she wanted to take out her entire stomach.

"Kok-okan heart speaking! The feeling that I heard from earlier language knows and knows. All the sales know round it is quite dapet money," read and Zea's advice.

"Gue is too handsome to be a round tofu,"

"Where will I see if my trading is up before its time? Do you want responsibility?" zeo Tudings. With a face approaching Zea's face.

"Let's go ahead too!!" Zea pushed roughly Zeo's face from before her.

"My eggs are glancing at him!" zea Umpat.

"By also the goat Ucup next to the house," added Zea again.

"Devil lo!! My time in the same goat,"

"Lo his sister demon dong!!" reply Zea.

"Lo her brother goat dong," Zeo replied not to lose.

"So goat demon dong!!!" they said at the same time, and at that very moment their laughter broke.

Such are these two brothers, they are always fighting but behind every debate and quarrel that occurs there is their affection for each other that is so close. Because they both understand that you will never leave your brother in any situation.

"Oh yes Ze, lo balls in the basket I've sold all," said Zea suddenly.

And managed to make Zeo's laughter stop instantly.

"So you're the thief, brother?" ask Zeo flat.

A deadly gaze began to radiate from Zeo's brown eyeballs, as if ready to pounce on the prey before him.

"Gue doesn't break!! I've got the same permission, but---"

"But what?" cut Zeo directly.

"But lying!! Hahaha,"

Zea's laughter broke again. What a sight that Zea really likes is when she sees Zeo's upset face.

"Oh yeah, I swear!!" growled Zeo.

After that, the graffiti of Zeo's poem was scattered to the floor due to his throw that was about to lead to Zea, but not on target. Zea had already fled.

"Eh what the fuck is Lo?"

"This low-grade paper machine! Don't trash it!!" zea's orders. Because what? Zea just finished cleaning up the house.

"Males!! Turn my balls back together!!" zeo Whine.

"I'm selling farm goats!!" reply Zea .

"Where does the money go?" ask Zeo. Ascertaining whether it was his brother who had spent all his personal assets without the slightest residue.

"I bought rice" replied Zea as long as she reached for a broom.

"Rice doang?" ask Zeo again.

"Yes" answered Zea.

"Oh Allah, be very good, brother" complained Zeo.

"Gue could not bear if you were the same Zia did not eat," said Zea. He stopped the activity of greeting him.

"You mean?"

"Lo be calm!! Your assets are not said, just a cave gadein!" obviously Zea.

"Who would love to steal such rich bad stuff!" cerca Zea again.

Zeo looked at Zea.

"Lo instead of permission, even menggehina my stuff," said Zeo annoyed.

"You don't have to talk much! This alay lo paper machine!!"

Then Zeo chose to take care of his papers to save his ears from the raging lion before him. Yes, it was wrong because he had asked Zea to listen to herself read poetry, but He knew himself that her brother was very unhappy with things that smell of romance.

As Zea was about to sit in the living room, straighten her body and stretch her muscles, Zeo came along with her crazy poem.

Let alone such an ambiguous poem, a beautiful poem engraved with sweet words alone Zea was eager to vomit to hear it, not because Zeo read it or who made it. It's just that, indeed Zealah who really does not like to hear words or poems about romance, the language of children today is often heard bucin alias slave love.

The seventeen-year-old girl prefers to focus on her efforts and education and never wants to feel love. I don't know what made him so hate that feeling or even so anti with that feeling. For all He knows is that love will only make himself perverted and run away from his path and purpose.

Because the happiness and adequacy of the needs of his younger siblings is his priority at this time.

Her mother died in a car accident a year ago, leaving a deep pain for Zea and her siblings. Nevertheless, Zea still tried to look strong and cheerful in front of her two sisters. Zea also tries to be an encouragement and shows that she is fine in front of the two. And they live the family that Zea has today.

Where is Zea's father?. Zea's father is alive. It's just that his father often went out of town for work. Even if she came home, Zea and her sisters never cared about her father. He was always busy with his new world.

After her mother died, Zea's father found a new woman and married her. Yes, Zea and her sisters live with their stepmother and stepbrother. It's just that their stepmother and stepbrother often go to stay at hotels or on vacation when Zea's father goes out of town.

Perhaps this is why Zea hated love so much. A sense that makes his father a stupid man, so he forgets his path and purpose with his children. Forgetting his responsibilities as a father. And left Zea and her two younger siblings.

I don't know, only Zea knows why she hates that one sacred word.

Zeo Erstio, the only boy born from the womb of Zea's mother. A year old under Zea makes them often occur pros and cons or can be said to be fighting. However, whatever comes out of the mouth of both of them is not because they hate each other or want to drop each other, but it becomes a form of affection between the two and a form of support for each other. Because sometimes the affection between the brothers is not spoken with sweet words, but can be seen from the actions and behavior they show.

Brakes

The sound of the door closing. Sontak Zea looked at the source of the sound.

Featuring the figure of a little girl with ponytail hair and a grim face, as if a myriad of sadness was engulfing her.

Looking at her sister's face that looked unfavorable, Zea immediately approached her.

"What's wrong? How is his face sad?"

Zea looked at her little sister, gently holding her tiny shoulder.

Suddenly, Zia hugged Zea tightly. Zia's cries began to break. Zea started to panic about the situation.

"What's up Zia? Why cry?"

"Come with the same story, brother! What's up?" ask Zea gently.

Zeo, who noticed that her sister was not well, came closer and held Zia.

Bringing Zia to sit in the living room chair.

Then Zeo sat down with Zia at his right hand, followed by Zea, who sat next to Zia. The little girl was in the middle of her brother.

"Now the princess can tell me what happened!" said Zeo gently.

Zia who looked down began to look at her brother for a few seconds but after that he looked down again.

"Well!! mute princess," he sneered.

And managed to get a sharp plot from Zea.

"Come story!"

"So Zia was playing the same game," Zia began to open her voice and explain what happened.

"Main what? Jump rope? Jump rope or jump fence?" connect Zeo quickly.

And managed to make Zia laugh for a moment.

"Bang Ze, Zea didn't play that," he seemed to be in a hoarse voice and a sigh of relief from holding back the cry. It seemed like Zia had been holding back her cries ever since at the playground earlier. I don't know what happened.

Zea was very worried about her sister. Ever since their mother died, Zia was devastated. Her cheerful personality turned quiet. Zia prefers to be moody and aloof. Zea and Zeo always try to melt the atmosphere when Zia is in a sad condition. For example, as it is today.

Zia Prailisa, nine years old and currently sits in the third grade of elementary school. Have a person who is storytelling and polite towards older people. She also includes high school students in her school. But since their mother died, Zia was so sad and devastated. His joy disappeared instantly. Only moody and daydreaming did he always do, and that made Zea and Zeo very worried.

Zea and Zeo try to restore the smile of his sister, although by doing silly things and things that can not be said to be normal or unusual done by a Zeo or Zea.

For example, like the habit of Zeo who every morning when he woke up and went out of the room to the bathroom, he only wore a color with a towel hanging around his neck, with his hands scratching his stomach or buttocks.

And that makes Zia laugh every morning. Initially this was not intentionally done by Zeo because it happened that at that time Zeo ate the wrong food and as a result many bumps that grow and develop in the abdomen and buttocks, he said, Zeo tried to reduce his itching by scratching his stomach with his eyes still closed. Zeo walked to the bathroom to clean up. And it was able to make Zia laugh to the edge. Zeo was a little surprised to see Zia who laughed again after a long time always moody. Zeo took the initiative to continue to do the habit of scratching it every morning. And succeed. In every morning Zia would laugh when she saw Zeo scratching her stomach. It was actually embarrassing for Zeo. But because such behavior can restore Zia's smile, Zeo will not hesitate to do so and as a result the behavior becomes a habit of Zeo every morning.

Because in every exam there is a way. In every disaster there must be a silver lining. Because where there is difficulty there is ease.

And, Zeo's bumps became the beginning of a smile for Zia.

"Even if I have to be like a fool, I will do it to see the smile on Zia's face,"

That is the sentence that always lingers in Zea's memory. Zeo's words were capable of making Zea drop tears every time she remembered them. And become a driver himself to always be excited for the life of his two younger siblings.

"What's up Zia? Just story! Or do you need to call NN first you want to talk?"

Zeo's forehead creased, not understanding Zea's words.

Zia looked at her brother confused.

"MISS?" ask Zeo.

"Yes, NN, would you like to call me NN?" ask Zia again.

And Zia was more and more confused, but at this moment her crying had stopped.

"What's up, NN?" Zeo began to wonder.

"Lo don't know?" peekkik Zea's.

"No!"

"Same, me too!"

"An-"

"What? What the fuck are you talking about? Huh uh?" assault Zea direct.

"Ng-no,"

"That's what I was going to say an. Her webbing was good,"

Zeo's alibi while pointing at one of Zea's woven results plastered on the wall.

"Have read lo. Since when do you muji my work?" sindir Zea's.

"Since then," Zeo answered quickly. Zeo hoped Zea wouldn't go berserk after this.

"Basic lo!!"

"Lo anyway," Zeo accused suddenly

"What am I doing?"

"Yes, there is a turn. You mean to say you want to call NN what the hell are you trying?"

"Like me dong! My mouth," Zeo replied.

"I know ta-"

"Just as Zeo was with Zea when did the storm end?" zia's voice stopped Zeo's speech.

"Wait for the monkey!!" answer both at the same time.

"Wait for a monkey, huh? Long time dong? If so Zia slept first yes, sleepy ni waaoooo," bargained Zea, with her mouth open because it evaporated.

Then Zia walked towards her room and.

Brak, the sound of the door closing.

leaving Zea and Zeo looking at each other.

"Kok Zia left anyway?" ask Zeo.

"Lo anyway! With a thunderous storm," Zea blamed Zeo.

"While I'm guilty? Lo who started, why try to take the NN-NN," reply Zeo did not accept.

"Try on NN. Hanging out? Or dragon's nugget? Or a real pineapple?" zeo said stirring.

"Kok lo the gas, anyway?"

"Lo is fishing for mulu emotions, fishing for fish so useful can be eaten. Pineapple also me long ago," added Zeo again.

"That's hot somplak!!" zea confirmed.

"That's what I mean, hot." Error Zeo.

Then Zea got up from her seat. Then take the broom that he had held earlier.

"Where are you going?" ask Zeo.

"You need to count rice with an abacus" replied Zea.

"Aren't you tired?" zeo asked half in disbelief.

"It's tired, ****so much lo,"

"Lo don't see what I'm holding?"

"Sweep," replied the plain Zeo

"So?"

"Lo want a knife?" ask Zeo.

"No!!! Want to drain the well!!" zea answered emotions.

"Can you?" ask Zeo again.

Zeo is draining Zea's patience right now.

"Lo never fussed over eating chips while dislending a broomstick," asked Zea starting to growl.

"No already!! How does it feel? It's good to eat chips" Zea replied. And so provoke Zea's emotions.

Looks like the female tiger is going berserk.

"ZEOOOOOOO!!!"

Zea was about to throw her broom.

"Wait a minute, brother!! NN what the hell is that? You didn't answer,"

"No name" replied Zea.

"Well!! You mean there's no name?"

Zea nodded.

"So you don't know dong" and Zea nodded again in response to Zeo's question.

"Lo said that was just an excuse for Zia to tell a story, right?" ask Zeo again. And Zea answered him again with a nod.

"Lo know what, brother?" ask Zeo seriously.

And Zea just shook her head.

"His cousin's grandmother's sister, his grandfather's brother Romi, died because every question was just nodding to the doang bells,"

Zea digested Zeo's words for a few seconds.

"Lo doain I'm dead? The zeo!!! Look out!!"

Before the broomstick situation actually happened, Zeo had already first escaped from the scene. Like a thief who runs without leaving a trace, but not like a doi who goes after a stopover not because he wants to settle down.

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