Bloody Bond

Chapter 2 The way home

"Yahoo!"

"Gosh?" Fahri gasped to see Syafa who had been soaked by water mixed with soil. Almost the girl's entire body was covered in mud. The small bamboo bridge was turned upside down.

"How can you...?" Cecar Fahri's. The worry that ambushed his heart grew when he saw the alarming condition of Syafa.

The canal has begun to dry out leaving the mud with a distinctive smell. The land is grazing.

"I fell, slipped." Syafa turned around with a face slumped.

Fahri was initially very worried, but after seeing the shape of Syafa's funny face that was like a mud mask was unable to hold back laughter.

"Puff."

"Why? Is my face dirty?" Syafa knew what the reason Fahri had closed his lips. The girl grumbled and tried to get up on her own.

"Get your hand!" Pinta Fahri's. Syafa continued to slip while trying to climb. The mud on his feet was too sticky and slippery.

Fahri extended his hand. Repelled by Syafa. "I don't need."

"Don't be stubborn, get old soon." Fahri shook his hand. Still patiently waiting for Syafa to grab that hand.

Some time Syafa was still reluctant. But Fahri immediately pulled it up to be able to ride the canal.

"My sister's getting prettier when she's mad like this." Touching Shafa's cheek with his index finger. With annoyance Syafa brushed off again.

"That's getting pretty." Menoel again

"That's it! It's pretty! The handsome was taken by the same sister all." The girl was getting lethargic when she saw the condition of her very dirty body.

"Yeah, dirty alla. Very flirtatious so mud-nempel gini."

Fahri closed his mouth. It is not a good thing to laugh in front of Shafa when angry.

"How am I, brother?"

"We wash in the river." Lead Syafa carefully.

"Next time be careful?" Fahri was busy rinsing Syafa's legs. Initially Fahri cleaned the skirt but after that, Flip the skirt until it looks clean thigh Syafa.

"Syafa will be careful if you don't talk that way." Syafa was still talking about the thing that made him angry.

"Whataa?" Feeling like I'm not talking wrong. Think Fahri.

"Syafa won't marry!"

Owen, about that? Inner Fahri.

"If you don't want to get married, big brother who bothered," ketus Fahri while continuing to clean the remaining mud at Syafa's feet.

"Belvin. That's Brother's duty. You don't want me to repotin?"

"It's not like that, but you'll also have a family someday. And of course it will happen if you are married."

Syafa suddenly felt annoyed. In his heart Fahri will always be his. She is not willing if later she has to share her brother with others even though it is Brother-in-law. Especially if you later meet with a sister-in-law whose habits are bad. Shafa strongly rejected that.

"Stay, Shafa will not marry. Let my sister not get married either. If you're stubborn, you're the one I married." Saying Shafa unconsciously.

"Syafa.don't talk that no-no."

"I'm serious."

"But we...!"

Shafa rose without excuse. The slippery stone he was walking on made him look good and almost fell down.

Fortunately, Fahri swiftly grabbed Syafa's arm deftly. Without them knowing, even created unexpected things between the two. Syafa's body reflexes are attracted towards Fahri so that their body and face are united. Again, their lips are stuck together.

Extraordinary murmur spread throughout the veins. Shaking the heart that initially feels normal.

"Fahriyii...!Fahriii..where are you?" This is Bejo's voice. The guy who just arrived in his pick up car. Because he did not see Fahri at the harvest place, he also took the initiative to shout calling.

A few seconds later, both of them woke up. Immediately stand up straight with awkward circumstances. Several times Syafa tucked the child's hair behind the ear. While Fahri scratched his nape that did not itch.

'what feeling is that?'

"Eummfffm. Shafa...Shafa pu.I mean just go home there." Clumsy and start pulling over. Fahri began to be able to control himself even though his mind is not careless. He took a long breath several times. Look at Syafa and then go back to where he was.

'Fahri, awake! Who is he to you.'

'She's my sister, but why do I enjoy kissing her?'

"No! Just be natural, Shafa. We're blood." Mumbled Syafa.

"Help in the sack, won't you?" Tawar Syafa while following Fahri's footsteps.

"Just go home there. Help me clean up." Fahri said. He did not want his sister to have such an incident again.

"You can catch a cold if you don't go home soon Syafa!" He saw Syafa's wet body. Fahri opened his hoodie leaving a thin T-shirt that forms Fahri's burly muscles. Then he used it for Shafa. It was not willing if her sister's beautiful body was seen in front of another man. There was Bejo there.

"A little while ah."

"Ngenyel's basis." Syafa cuek alone as he approached the pile of corn.

Not all corn is peeled on the spot. Because it will take a long time. Moreover, the hot sun makes Fahri reluctant to linger in the fields. Fahri deftly filled all the sacks with corn that had been released from his skin.

"Well, tenan ki! Nice yo results." Bejo has come. He parked his car right next to the field. It was only about ten meters away from the mounds where the corn gathered.

Bejo is a little older than Fahri. The skin is ripe with a star-shaped tattoo and a banyan tree on the left. Bejo's body was more stocky than Fahri's. But in terms of face, Bejo has a slight abnormality in the eyeball. If you look will be impressed by the appearance of bad people. But actually, he had a soft heart.

Fahri and Bejo shoulder to shoulder threw the corn directly into the tub by being transported by sacks that were stretched after being split.

"Syafa, the day is getting hotter. You better just go home."

"Yes already! I'm h-home. Nobody needs me here."

"That's good. Girls do their job at home. Let's not burn because it's sun-baked," said Bejo gently.

"Not turned around, eat it charred!" Sambar Syafa's.

"Fried banana, Fa." replied Bejo. "Your brother is amazing, unfortunately for you. So just according to." Syafa and Fahri threw gazes at each other. Then Fahri chose melengos.

"Go back!" Firm Fahri. For Shafa did not move from where he stood. Bejo smiled amusedly at the look on Syafa's face. Betenya had reached level ten.

"Oh, just go home. Let's get everything sorted out. Dek Syafa just go home to make us a drink," Bejo persuaded with his best smile.

"Yes! Aye! I'm home!" Shafa raised his hand sign of surrender.

He went back down the riverbank and crossed a small bridge. Fahri looked at his sister until she was lost in sight. Like drowning into a river that is indeed lower than the surrounding land.

Syafa is stunned when passing through the river where a friendly scene between himself and Fahri occurs.

"Please! Forget it Syafa, and go home." He muttered as it passed. Syafa then passed through the rice field.

"Hi, Miss!" Syafa nearly lost half his life in shock. A man appeared suddenly with his entire body filled with mud. Or was he who was busy daydreaming unaware of the arrival of the man.

A few seconds ago, his fate was also the same as the man in front of him.

"Can you show me where to go so I can get down to the river? I see the road is very steep there. Maybe..."

Syafa held back a laugh while pointing at the descending path towards the bottom of the river.

"Here?" syafa nodded once to convince the man in front of him.

"Can you come with me, Miss?" pinta the man who of course got a sharp look from Syafa.

"No!" Syafa recollects the accidental romantic story between himself and Fahri. Don't let that happen again with this young man he just met.

"Well, if you don't like it. Actually I'd like to thank you by giving you something I have." The young man glanced down. Shafa thinks negatively.

'What is the item behind the zipper?'

Syafa's chaotic thoughts grew more and more erratic with the young man's statement. Syafa thinks that the word has taboo. Syafa immediately shook his head. "No need." Keto.

"alright. I understand! then I can't force. But if you change your mind. Please follow me. I'll give it away for free."

"You...! Better you also leave before I completely change my mind and get mad at you."

To be continued