Bloody Bond

Chapter 34

After Sibu's room, Fahri set foot into Syafa's room. The sound of the sound is no longer heard. Falk opened the door slowly. Thank goodness it wasn't locked. The girl appeared to be curled up under the blanket in a calm state. Anyone thinks he's asleep.

Actually, the girl just pretended to sleep the light of the display lights leaving a dim color so that it refracts the face wet by tears. As much as possible the girl managed to catch her breath.

"Fa...!"

Silent.

Only the clock ticks are heard. Fahri approached his sister then gently stroked Syafa's face. Fahri found the remaining clear liquid on Syafa's face.

Raising his hands high up against his face. Make sure what he expects is true.

"You must be very sad." The squatting is getting lower. Swiping again the face of his sister who was crying to sleep. That's how Shafa knows. Her daughter always kept the sadness until she fell asleep. Hope that everything is just a dream that will be lost tomorrow when you wake up.

Fahri kissed Syafa's forehead long enough. Then his lips were raised without a sound. "I don't know what it's gonna be like if we're really apart. I love you so much, even love you. I wish there was no blood relationship between us. If only I could ask, I'd like to be a stranger to you. Then we meet, acquaintance, mutual understanding in the beautiful concept of love."

Kiss again, back on the forehead then down to the lips. His sane sense immediately advised. Don't break your own sister. That's how he screams. Fahri woke up from squatting.

"Unfortunately, none of that ever happened. I want to love you just like a sister. But what is the Fa...?"

Syafa's heart was beating fast. The feeling is the same as Fahri.

Love is wrong if it is forced. In the law of human life there is no such thing as marrying a sibling. Or there will come a great danger to his second life. But why does his heart say otherwise?. Is this true love or lust?

Silent.

He looked deeper into Syafa's face. Like something's wrong there.

The wind blew the window curtains. The moonlight touched Syafa's face. The owner was a little distracted.

Fahri closed the window immediately. Patting her sister until she calmed down.

"Good night, my beloved Shafa. I love you more than anything."

Fahri came out of his sister's room after closing the door.

"I love Brother too." There was a sound from Syafa's mouth that was still behind the blanket.

"Can't!" A voice was right beside his bed. I don't know since when Sibu was there.

"Mom? Sibu is here? Since when?"

"Just when you said the sentence just now."

Deghhhh

"Wakeup! Sibu has to talk to you" he said, sitting at Syafa's feet. The girl got up and turned on the lights.

"Leave it like this. It's a secret you can only know between me and you." Sibu's voice was so soft that even a few words were barely heard.

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Morning time.

The two brothers sat down and stirred their coffee. Syafa's gaze looked cloudy even though his face looked fresh.

"Which mother, Fa?"

Shoot indifferent shoulders. Sipping hot coffee after being blown several times.

Somehow the last few mornings his mother often left without saying goodbye.

"Lacking sleep anymore?" Little sprain. Syafa has covered it with make up. Her brother's eyes could not be fooled.

"No! Syafa slept well last night." looks like again. Fahri who throws lips.

"Sleeping fast but early in the morning the gini is choking." He is a damn good thing.

"Emang why? Wife candidate kudu pretty. So it must be done often."

Silent.

Syafa was stirring up his coffee continuously. Usually such a scene occurs when there is a problem.

"Think what?"

"Ibuuu!"

Syafa did not respond. Throwing his face in the other direction. Her eyes were dewy, her eyes clearly agitated.

"Fa...!"

"Syafa's Wedding. Shafa is confused."

This time Syafa is serious. How can he not be confused? Her brother was the cause of all this chaos. Because of the love statement that Fahri made the other day.

"Don't confuse. Just cancel."Fahri said seriously. His mind had neatly arranged an evil idea to influence Syafa. She decided to go with him on the wedding day. Just imagining it made his heart joy immeasurably. What if it's real.

Syafa looked towards Fahri, but when their eyes met as soon as possible he threw away his face.

"Pbu...! Trust my brother."

Everything looks fake. This love is amazing and anyone can get hurt. Between Fahri and himself like holding embers. If they love each other what society says. They cannot be together because of blood. But he also wants to be selfish. I want to have Fahri.

"Fa! Dunka's no good for you. My brother wants the best. Brother realized, if this love is only limited to wishful thinking. You can't force me to be with you. Brother realized that. But at the very least, you should live with someone who truly loves you."

Fahri got off the couch. He felt very sick saying that. Feeling like a loser who can't tell the truth. He wants to have Syafa. That's truth. But as long as he thought, it was inappropriate to love a younger sibling his strength weakened.

Fahri could have fought the whole world. Defend love. But what about Syafa? Can the girl fight all the risks later?

Fahri also actually wants to be selfish. Winning Syafa's heart for himself. But what about Sibu? What about the bitter journey that his mother had been on? Should he also cause new trouble by inflicting disgrace? Yep! love for siblings is the greatest disgrace. No one dared to do that. Embarrassing.

"There is no one who sincerely loves Syafa other than Brother." Lirih Syafa stopped Fahri's movements. Both are in their own places.

"Syafa also loves big brother. Love brother. Ready to fight the world with your brother. But it seems...!"

Fahri turned towards approaching his sister and drowned in an embrace.

"That means..You also love big brother?"

Syafa nodded. Both are soluble in different flavors. Comfort wrapped in love as a couple.

"Shyafa! Don't marry Dunka."

"What about Sibu?"

It is very difficult to resist the will of the parents. One side they love Sibu abstain for them to hurt his heart.

But if continued Syafa feels tormented. He is like a toy doll that can only be according to the will of the owner.

"We'll talk to her again."

"But...!"

"Let everything be my responsibility." Syafa and Fahri hugged again.

The sound of horns at the end of the courtyard disperse the action of the two. Yep! There Sibu was driven home by Bejo. Maybe from shopping because both menenteng kresek bag. In contrast to Bejo, Sibu's lightning gaze seemed less friendly.

"Where's the mother?"

"Shop!" said Sibu staring straight at Syafa as if hinting at something. The girl looked down with tears in her eyes. All the words of Sibu last night again ring in the ears.

"Shyafa! Follow Sibu!" Little jerks.

"Well Sibu?"

Now both of them enter the house. While Fahri sat on the couch accompanied by Bejo.

"Have you dared to fight Sibu?"

"No Sibu, sorry!"

Deg

Deg

"Have you forgotten our deal?"

"No Sibu, sorry!"

To be continued