At the Crossroads of Love

Bang 77... Bangs....Elder brother

Gatra woke up from his deep sleep, after being able to enjoy his room again. Because Ara's room is ready and can be occupied, then Gatra can return to the cegahsana contestnya.

The aroma of cooking and the smell of coffee steeping that makes Gatra wake up from his sleep.

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Gatra opened the door of his room, after all his life had been accumulated. The aroma of cooking and coffee is getting stronger. Gatra sat on one of the dining table chairs that was only two seeds. There is no Ara in a minimalist kitchen that is now full of furniture for cooking. And at the table there are shrimp krupuk setoples, a cup of hot coffee and white rice that smoke hot. Just stay waiting for the chicken soup that is still not fully cooked because it is still stuck on the stove.

It turns out Ara is drying clothes used yesterday worn. His clothes and Gatra. Get used to being at home alone with her papa and doing all the housework, including doing the laundry. The movements of Ara can be seen by Gatra because the connecting door between the balcony and the kitchen is opened to the maximum by Ara.

''Ra.''

''Oh, I'm awake. Already praying? shower already?'' tanya runtun Ara while continuing her work and only briefly turned to Gatra.

Gatra's eyeballs saw Ara was stroking, uh more precisely removing the blisters due to the washing and drying process with the triangular protective machine. Early in the morning Gatra's brain was invited to travel.

Do not wrap Rara, the contents also want dong dielus.

''Mas...kok bengong! shower gih!'' Gatra stuttered from his daydream, looking back at Ara who was holding the milk pack of Miss Ara's stamp and********barn. But what was seen was not only his brain traveling but also made the otong stand up again, after being calmed by being invited to pee. Just saw the wrap is frilly and pink the otong has been provoked how to see the contents directly.

''Mas Gatra.'' call Ara who was already standing next to him after turning off the stove where he cooked chicken soup.

''I..iya... sa.yang.'' replied Gatra stammered.

''Come on! shower first, Ara has made coffee and chicken soup.'' Ara grabbed and pulled Gatra's hand to follow him into Gatra's room.

''Eh..Rara coming in?! are we going to take a shower?'' gatra's perverted brain thrashed for assertion.

''Mandi together?!..... No, Ara had taken a shower at dawn. Ara let go of her hand to Gatra, and slightly pushed Gatra to enter the bathroom.

''This is.. What do you want to come in? Or Rara wants to take a shower?'' Gatra teases Ara who knows who really wants to be bathed.

''Mas!!!! I used to shower myself! mas Gatra the little boy asked for a bath. Mas Gatra took a shower so Ara could help him get a change of clothes.'' Ara released her handrails to Gatra and headed towards Gatra's wardrobe. ''Mas...? which shirt would you like to wear?'' ara asked half-screaming after opening the closet and looking at the pile of Gatra clothes.

so little children are also willing if you bathe baby.

''Short-sleeved shirt only, the same jean pants only.'' said Gatra who stopped to close the bathroom door because of Ara's question.

''Mas.... today's work right?'' tanya Ara did not believe in the clothes Gatra would wear to work.

''Yes. why?''

''Not the wrong clothes to wear?'' during this time Ara was accustomed to preparing uniforms for her Papa to work.

''Why ''Why?'' Gatra approached Ara. ''Mas' work, unlike office people who must be formal and uniformed. For the matter of clothing can be casual as long as it is polite. Only at certain times will I dress formally. For working hours is also not the same as most people, sometimes mas have to go home until early morning and can be days outside the city. I hope Rara knows that? if one day I go home until morning. '' Gatra answered Ara's confusion.

It is delicious there is a wife already masakin prepared clothes, if you can be invited to take a shower with haduhhhh.

''O... is that it? Ara understood, Mas.'' Arapun took the origin of the clothes that Gatra would wear. And Gatra also did not protest with the choice of his little wife.

After Gatra went into the bathroom and Ara had finished preparing clothes for her Papa's chosen husband, Ara exited Gatra's room and headed to her room to change her clothes with her school uniform.

Ara was getting ready and out of her room. How shocked he was because in his kitchen stood a hijab woman was busy arranging something on his desk.more precisely get rid of what Ara had prepared.

Who is this woman, why did she come inside? is he from cleaning services? but if from the cleaning service kok can be graceful and stylist style. And the clothes are also neat like people want to clean.

''Who's mom?'' asked Ara when she was dealing with an uninvited guest.

''Who are you?'' ask back to the woman with no friendliness, instead of answering Ara's question.

Not inferior to Ara the woman also looked at Ara with a cynical look. His gaze was like wanting to swallow Ara round and round. Keep scanning Ara from the tip of the hair all the way to the tip of the foot. Makes Ara uncomfortable.

''Ra....Rara shouted Gatra out of his room. '' Are you ready yet? already gan..teng.'' steps and the voice of Gatra stopped.after seeing the female figure in front of him. ''Bel?! why are you here early in the morning?'' Gatra was surprised there was a secretary in his apartment. ''I didn't tell you to come here so did Farel.''

''Good morning, Bang. I just stopped by, Bang? bring breakfast for your brother. Mr. Farel Bang Gatra said he had returned from the day after tomorrow. But how not to do it yet? so I am samperin here fearing anything will happen to Bang Gatra.'' explained the woman who was called Bel by Gatra.

Her name is Sabila hijab woman who has been a secretary Gatra for two years in the office.

''I'm not papa, you don't have to worry and bother to come here after all there is no urgent work that must be handled immediately. Today I started working again. Our work business is done in the office only.'' it looks like Gatra is explaining the limitations of his secretary position. Indeed, Gatra had asked Sabila once to deliver important documents from the office to his apartment because at that time Gatra was sick types.That is why Sabila could know the password of the door lock of the Gatra apartment. Gatra was once amazed at Sabila because beautiful women like her who was young but wanted to close her aura with hijab. There was a movement from his heart to make the wife a love affair can be sought as time goes by, he thought at the time.

Unfortunately, Sabila's calm, gentle and closed attitude is inversely proportional when outside the office. Sabila is often in nightlife venues with clothes that lack material. Instantly Gatra who saw with his own eyes he became ilfeel.

Sabila is still keukeh has not left Gatra's apartment after being briefed. Heed Gatra's words and followed Gatra dragging a chair and sitting there, but his seat was only two seeds while opening a pack of chicken porridge carried. Ara was dumbfounded by the behavior of the girl in front of her. So it inched to the pantry.

''Who is this girl?'' with a soft and impassioned tone Sabila asked who Ara was. Though in the office Farel already spread the news clearly to all Gatra employees, that Gatra long not entered the office because he married in Semarang.

Bang out! Bang out! Bakso's brother.Let's here I want to buy. Not this one wasn't yesterday at the Mall, Bang! Bang out! fluffy.

The more the original character looks Sabila. ''It's Raraku. My wife Pearl is anticipated, you can call Ara.'' with pride Gatra introduced Ara as his wife. Ara revealed her friendly smile even though the one she was smiling gave off an aura of hostility.

''So it's true said Mr. Farel, if Bang Gatra married a child smelly kencur because of forced.'' what Sabila meant to say like that, but that's not the news spread by Farel.

Prangs....

Ara dropped the plate she was holding, not on purpose but was shocked to hear Sabila say.

Gatra immediately approached Ara, looking at Ara's sad face. Gatra knew Ara must have been hurt hearing Sabila's words. Bringing Ara in his arms.Don't ever listen to anyone else's words huh? just believe what Mas said to Rara and what Mas did to Rara. Hmm. Gatra's hand stroked Ara's strung hair. Ara's movements that nodded in her arms made Gatra relieved. Do not let Ara be provoked by Sabila's speech.

I worked so hard to build up Rara's trust so easily you want to destroy her Bel! What do you really want. No way Farel can say that, I know him well enough.

'' Keep watch over your words! I'll cross with Farel later.'' The hot-hearted Sabila saw Gatra's tenderness in Ara, plus Gatra's warning became a bolt of guts.

''Sorry Bang... not what I mean.'' Dabila's words stopped.

Ara released Gatra's embrace. '' It's late at noon Ara.'' Ara looked at the fragments of the plate she dropped.

''Just let Ra, let the cleaning service be done we have breakfast first.''

''Bang, the porridge?'' Sabila keukeh offered her the chicken porridge she was carrying. There are only two seats when there is Sabila and Gatra Ara want to sit where?

Gatra completely ignored Sabila, focusing on Ara's heart.

''Mas Gatra had breakfast with his brother. Ara breakfast is provided only later eaten during the break.'' Ara styled what she cooked into the lunchbox.

''Mas also want to be armed only, which is a lot huh? afraid that later Farel asked, he would also like the cuisine of Mas's wife.'' Ara smiled at her husband, remembering Farel when in Semarang who was always greedy with what Ara made.

It gets hotter, but it's still morning. Sabila's heart was hot, three years harboring a taste for Gatra. He used to lose to his cousin Claritta, now with what he said was a smelly child.

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Sorry to make you wait so long for the appearance of Ara and Gatra.your comments are what make me excited to up.thank you for being faithful and waiting.