Alesia: My KetBok, My Hubby!

3: Lara Moved

Arriving at the cafe, they immediately amazed the crowd of cafe visitors. In contrast to Lesya who was amazed by the design of the cafe that exactly with his taste. He did not care about the crowd of cafe visitors.

"Geep, true rame!" amazed Amel.

"Yes, it just opened three weeks ago!" timpal Nayla was also amazed.

"Quick that? Three weeks open, then this is a lot of customers?" decak Letha doesn't believe it.

"Law, anyway. I've eaten here. Beh, the food's good all!" timpal Luna told me.

Lesya just silently observed one corner to another. It was like he wanted to have a cafe. The interior is a little old-fashioned, European-style, but still looks a mixture of Asian and modern.

"Oit, Sya, what are you doing? Look at your eyes coming out!" call Nayla.

"The design is of type. So kepengen buy this cafe, deh." replied Lesya without turning her eyes.

"Goddess. Mending in first, look around while hitchhiking food continues to run away." said Luna.

"Wes, gas is!" letha Kikik.

"Heh, bad lo on! Inget woi, here his CCTV everywhere is!" chirp Amel's in his own right.

"Burn the CCTV to be safe." said Nayla.

"Oh my God, not all sane." said Lesya.

"Huh? What did you say, Sya? I'm not horrified." asked Luna.

"No. I was going in, but you were all on the outside" replied Lesya.

"Yes, kuy in!" bring Nayla.

They all went into the cafe and chose a chair in the corner. The seats that remain are only cornered. They ordered food and drinks while joking with each other. Until the sky is almost dark indicates the day is almost night.

"Gays, I'll go home first, yeah. It's malem. When-when are you here again, huh?" pamit Luna's.

"Okey, I'm back too. Uh, but so no, Tha? " ask Amel.

"Oh yeah, brother I went home to NAT, huh?" letha's permission and Lesya's mistreated.

Now only Lesya left who still spent her bob drink accompanied by a dark sky with a moon of stars. The corner of Lesya's lips lifted wryly recalling her childhood memories.

"Haiss, stop. I'd better go back." muttered Lesya to herself.

...~o0o~...

Arriving at home, Lyra immediately got out of her car and was about to open her door knob. However, his intention was undone, because he heard the voice of the mother.

"BEFORE I BAJING*N!" pekik the Mami, Mami Mila her name.

Plaque...

"SILENCE! REMEMBER I COULD HAVE ACTED MORE THAN THIS!" snapped the Papa, commonly called Papa Gilang.

Mila, just stay silent. He could have fought back, but his children would have been victims. He doesn't want that to happen. Gilang only appreciates the satisfaction of the obedience of Mila.

Chequek...

Lyra opened the door and looked at the scene she used to see. The scene where the Mami is tied up in a chair plus her legs and hands are tied. He was completely inexhaustible with Gilang—sang Papa's crazy thoughts.

Gilang and Mila turned to the door and found Lyra staring at them flat. Crisscrossed was evil and approached Lyra who was walking towards Mila.

Sretti...

While trying to free Mila, Lyra is dragged into the warehouse by Gilang. He who already knows where to be taken, just resigned to the situation.

Mila could only cry while trying to free herself. He did not want his son to be made tumb*l because of him. The servants were silent in place, because if they interfered then they themselves were affected. Plus they will be reported to the authorities by Gilang.

Bugh...

When he reached the warehouse, Gilang immediately pushed Lyra inside to hit the wall.

Bugh...

Sretti...

Plaque...

This is where Lyra's torture was carried out. Being dragged, beaten, clawed, kicked were all common things Gilang did to Lyra. He poured out all his anger through Lyra.

Lyra was silent, but she was silent does not mean giving up. However, because he knew, if he fought back, his twin sister would be tumb*l like him.

"Shut up here, anj*ng's smart!" said Gilang who stopped his activities.

Gilang immediately left the warehouse and left Lyra alone there. The warehouse is locked tightly so Lyra can't get out of there.

Lyra just sighed sluggishly while walking towards the P3K box available there. With a step to train and try as hard as possible, Lyra finally managed to place the P3K box. It was prepared by Mila when the child was tortured by Gilang. P3K is used.

"Perset*n! Oh, $hitt, sick!" ringis Lyra treated his wounds on his hands, feet and head.

...~o0o~...

The sun has shone. Lyra awoke from her sleep. He looked around him which turned out inside the warehouse. He saw that the clock listed there had shown at eight in the morning.

"Hour eight? School must be closed, what good to do, huh? Go to the cafe ajalah, I haven't been there two days." Lyra got up and opened the open door.

If it was morning, Gilang would open the door of the barn because he preferred Lyra's torture to be done night instead of morning.

Chequek...

Lyra walked down her house and had already arrived at her own room. At a quick pace, Lyra got ready to take a shower and now wears a fairly loose navy hoodie and oversize black pants. He chose oversize so that the wound did not sting too much.

Deftly Lyra took the keys of her motorbike and went down with her flat face.

It was seen that Gilang was not in the dining room, a sign that he had left for the office. Mamm's problem? Must have gone somewhere. That's the life of the Lyra family.

With a quick step, Lyra walked towards the special parking lot of the motor. And he's stuck gas in the direction of work.

Brum...

After arriving at the cafe, Lyra immediately parked her bike and removed her helmet.

Chequek...

Lyra immediately walked towards the kitchen and put on her apron. His part was the dishwasher.

"New dateng? Where have you been yesterday?" cynical Yara.

Lyra did not care about Yara's words. His ears are immune like steel to one's sweet and spicy speech. Instead, he went to the kitchen to wash dishes.

"Heh, you're hearing I'm not anj*ng? Inget yes, I can just fire you from here!" arrogant Yara.

Lyra kept doing her job and considered Yara's talk the wind passed. Furious, Yara immediately raised her hand about to slap Lyra. Unfortunately failing, Lyra manages to hold Yara's hand and pushes Yara against the wall until she hits.

Even if just by pushing, Yara fainted because the power of Lyra was similar to the strength of men, for Yara. Inget! Just for Yara.

"Ck, weak! So have you fainted, if more than that maybe already mengahti!" cynical Lyra.

Lyra continued her activities without caring about Yara who had fainted helplessly. As the other waiter carried the tray, he was surprised that his manager had fainted. The waiter handed the tray to Lyra and ran forward to seek help.

Lyra just accepts. After all, the contents of the tray were indeed to be washed, not eaten. The other servants approached and carried Yara out. They intend to take Yara to the hospital, fearing that something is not desirable.

Around nine in the evening, Lyra finished her work at the cafe and prepared to go home.

Chequek...

Lyra also planted gas and split the crowd in the city. After 30 minutes, he finally reached his home. After parking the bike and taking off her helmet, Lyra walked over to the house.

Chequek...

Lyra is shocked at Lara's arrival at home. Lara is very lazy to stay at home. He prefers to stay at his friend's house.

"Lho, you just got home? Where did it come from?" ask Lara who does not know about the identity of her brother as well as his twin.

Lyra smiled forcefully as she reassured her sister, Lyra replied, "Come out for a long walk," Lara mangut-mangut believe it.

"Where are you going? How do you bring that suitcase?" Lyra switched the conversation fearing the suspected sister. Indeed Lara dragged a big suitcase, like people want to move.

"Oh yes, I want to move to NAT's house, sister," Lara smiled.

Deg

Between the happy and sad feelings that Lyra felt. He was happy if his sister and twin were not hurt by Gilang. He was the only one who was tortured. However, he was sad to lose his sister. He was used to being left behind, but his heart said no.

"I have permission from my mother, brother. Oh yeah, if Papa asks me, tell me I'm moving to NAT, okay?" continued Lara.

Lyra smiled wryly and nodded. Let the sister go as long as she is not hurt by the Papa. That's what Lyra's mind was like.

"You want to get in between?" fresh Lyra.

"No need, brother. That's Nayla's driver in front." Lara pointed to one of the cars that was indeed Nayla's driver.

"Jude, be careful, yeah! We'll see you tomorrow. Take care of your health, do not forget to regularly eat and if you need something say the same brother, yes?" lyra Message.

"Yes Lyra's beautiful sister. Lara left first, huh? Mwahh," Lara pecks Lyra's cheek.

"Here's the suitcase, I'll take it. Come on, let's take it outside!" said Lyra. Lara is just saying her sister's words.

As promised, Lyra leads Lara to the front of the house. Lara's suitcase was put in the trunk.

"Inget, if you need money ask for it Brother!Don't pay to others, it's called debt. Do not forget to take care of health, eat regularly, get enough sleep. Don't wander off at night. Got it? " order Lyra.

"Understand My Brother. Yes, babay...." Lara waved her hand towards Lyra. Lyra also replied to her twin.

Slowly Lara left the grounds of Fyo's residence. While Lyra had already returned to her room while smiling wryly on the balcony of her room. Slowly the drowsiness was already felt for Lyra. Lyra immediately went to her room and fell asleep in her room.

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