THE MASSAGE CHANGE HE LIFE.
The house felt quiter than usual that everning.
Aina stood near the kitchen doorway.
Watching her brother from across the living room.
Aiman was sitting on the old brown sofa.the same sofa he always used after wooks.
Usually he would lean back silently.scrolling through news on his phone or staring at nothing in particular.
Sometimes he locked tired.sometimes distant.
But today was different.
He was s.iling,
Not a big smiling
Just a small one.
Soft.
Real.
And unfamiliar.
His finger moved quickly across his phone screen.
Typing.
Stopping.
Typing again.
Then smiling once more.
Aina narrowed her eyes slughtly.
That was strange.
Very strange.
"Aiman?"
He didn't respind
"Aiman" Aina called again.
Still nothing.
Only the quiet tapping sound of his thumbs replying to another massage.
Aina walked closer and stand beside the sofa.
"What are you smiling at?"Aina asked her brother.
Aiman quickly locked his phone screen.
"Nothing else"Aiman replied.
Aina crossed jer arms.
"You never smile at nothing".Aina told her brother.
Aiman let out a short laugh.
"It's just work stuff".Aiman lied.
"Work stuff doesn't make people smile like that:
Aiman lokk away.
That small reaction was enough.
Aina knew her brother too well.
Something had changed.
And whatever it was....it wasn't work.
"Who is she?"
Aiman look back immeditly.
"What?...?"
"Who is she?"Aina repeated,this time witb a playful grin.
"There's no she".
"Then why are you smiling at your phone?"
"'I'm not smiling
"Yes..you're".
"I'm not.".
"You are,dont you try lying to me?"i know very well about you,"Aina say to her brother.
Aiman shook his head and stood up,try to walk toward the kitchen.
But Aina stepped in front of him.Bl9ck8ng his path.
"Aiman"
"What?".
"I think,you're different today?"
He paused.
Just for a second.
Then he forced a calm expression.
"I'm just tired"
"No," she said softly."you"re not tiref"
She looked directly into his eyes.
"Aiman....you're happy."
The word stayed between tbe. Longer than expected.
HAPPY.
Aiman didn't answet that.
Instead.
His phone vibtared again.
He look dow at it without thinking.
And there it was again.
That smile.
Quiet.
But impossible to hide
Ains noticed it immediatly.
"There"she said.pointing.that smile again"
Aiman sighef,defeated.
"It's nothing serious"
"So there is someone"
He hesitated.
Then finallh admitted quietly..
'It Farid my best friend at office."
"So why ,you look very happy?"
:"he recommed to me a girlfriend"
"It okay what?"say Aina.
"You're now twenty seven."
"So what?"Aiman asked Aina.
"You should have a girlfriend now,and married."
Aiman make a small smile.
"Than you're got a sistet in law,right?"
"Yes"Aina directly smile.
"Aina,i will make a promise with our late mom and dad before they gone..."
He hesitated.
"I promise to take care off you till you got to university and get a job"said Aiman slowly.
"That the promise...."
"It my responsibility to you."
Ains blinked
Her face was change.
Aina stepped forward to Aiman
"I want you happy,if you happy ,i'm hapoy too"
"You're always like that."l'm sorry.
"I know you want make me happy"
"But my responsibility will always frist to you"
"I afraid,if i married,i looses my responsibility to you again and my promise to late mom and dad ..."
Then Ain hugging her brother..
Ainz crying slowly.
Her know,her brother have a big responsibility.
Not one.
Not two.
But too many