
"Who are you?!" ask me while throwing the photos on the table in front of him.
"Just someone who doesn't mean anything" he said casually. Then lay himself comfortably on the sofa.
"You're my sister?"
"Mas ain't stupid, are you? I told you our grandmother was the same!" he said with anxiety.
What's!! I threw my body on the couch and stomped my temple with my hands. It feels so dizzy. What's the matter? Why do I know this fact when I feel like it?
"Why didn't you tell me from the beginning?" my many.
He turned his body into a stomach and looked at me from his bed.
"If I had told you a long time ago, Rian would have avoided you, right?"
I turned my face away. Aye! It's true I will definitely avoid him. Then was it just her acting to get me to bring her here?
"But I didn't lie about that last afternoon. I was right at the persecution." he said like he knew what I was thinking.
"Trus why not fight? Yesterday you dared to ride in my car during the race!"
"I'm brave because there's a Rian mas" he said with a smile. I rolled a lazy eyeball. Then I thought about the kiss after the race.
I'm laughing a little. "My first kiss. Jesus!!"
He turned his head, with one of his thin eyebrows raised. Then his eyes are broken. "My first kiss too" he said. He and I chuckled together.
"Damn!" my spoken.
Flashback off Rian's.
"Mas Rian." Someone's call made Rian open his eyes. Soon he turned his face to the side and rubbed his wet face.
"Why is this here?" dena asked with the infusion in her hand.
"Why are you out?"
"I woke up, Rian didn't exist." Dena sat down next to Rian.
"Let's go inside." Take Rian, Dena shook her head.
"Na wants to be here for a while" he said, leaning his head on his shoulder. Dena closed her eyes and breathed in the cold night air. He opened his eyes and slid his legs forward.
"A little while" said Dena. Rian only resigned to the nature of his brother who was very stubborn.
"Yes..."
"Hmm?"
"When is Rian getting married?" Rian turned his head towards Dena who was still leaning on him.
"No candidates!" rian Kekeh.
"Find dong!"
"Where do you want to know if it's any more recent just anyone ngintilin?" Rian pinched his sister's nose with anxiety. Dena giggles.
"That's because Rian didn't pick a girl. They just want it because Rian's handsome, rich. Try it if Mas Rian 'B' aja. They want to?" dena replied she would not be blamed.
"What is his name, whose red lips are pomegranate?" Dena pointed at her own forehead, thinking hard remembering.
"Delia!" answer Rian.
"Ah, the name is also just lacking the letter 'M'. He's an avid, not a pantes for Rian mas." said Dena made Rian shake his head.
"If Mira? He's good, right?" ask Rian.
"Who's mira?" dena didn't remember.
"That's, when you accidentally swore juice on his shirt." explains Rian.
"Ooh. Not good from where?" rian's frown was staring at the younger brother.
"Don't you know that in the bathroom she called someone else and said, baby?" Rian just kept quiet, it turns out this is the reason behind his recent show with some women. Not only the two women but the others as well.
"So why don't you look for something else? Like Lily for example? You can find Bima's wife. The search period for a sister-in-law candidate for mas can not."
Dena looked at the sister. "Like Lily?"
"No. That means you can find the best for Bima, then why don't you know the same mas is good as Lily?"
"It's hard, mom." Dena smiled. "It's hard because the type that you like is now rare in the city."
"Dwelling. You're this. Let's go to the room!" bring Rian. Dena nodded and received the big brother's helping hand and they returned to the nursery.