Bloody Bond

Chapter 36

Shafa looked at his reflection in the mirror. The white kebaya has bandaged its beautiful body. Natural makeup makes his face more mature. Well-favoured. That's the right word to judge him. Today is the family introduction before the wedding. Where all the big families of the two brides will introduce each other.

"Shyafa...! Are you really gonna do it?" Say it to yourself. "yes, you should. Before your mission succeeds, you must sacrifice your love."

"You're ready, baby!" Sibu came with a charming smile. He shouldn't have involved his daughter in such a big deal like this. But how else, without bait, a hook would not get its prey.

"I'm ready, Sibu!"

In his heart Shafa felt sad. Think about Fahri's feelings.

"Where's Brother Fahri?"

"He's in his room. Five minutes to go." Sibu rubbed his son's cheek gently and then kissed Syafa's forehead.

"I want to see my sister first."

Sibu seemed to think for a moment by looking deeply into Syafa's face and then nodded in agreement.

Syafa invited a little of his subordinates in order to walk wide. The girl did not hesitate to knock when she reached her brother's room.

"I'm in!" After getting an answer from within. Fahri seemed reluctant to tidy up the clothes. The man sat leaning against the dashboard of the bed with his legs crossed with both hands he put under his head.   His clothes were not buttoned at all.

"Sister! We'll be leaving soon. Why aren't you ready?" Syafa approached the older brother and pulled Fahri's leg. It was there that Syafa painstakingly paired the shoes for Fahri. Not reluctant even though it is actually quite difficult by the kebaya dress that he wears.

Fahri enjoyed his sister's treatment without smiling. Heart's upset. Even his brain wants to do evil. Is it good if he kidnaps Syafa and has her alone?

"Sister! Come here, I'll put your buttons on it too." This time Fahri had no power to hold back. Syafa's hand, which almost reached the buttons of Fahri's shirt, was pulled Fahri until his body staggered into Fahri's arms.

Their position is very intimate. Fahri is still a selonjoran with a body that rests on the dashboard. Syafa was sitting on Fahri's lap. Slowly the man began tracing each inch of the sister's face with one index finger. Stop quite a long time on the lips.

"Can?"

I don't know why he became the most evil person. He wanted to enjoy the beauty of his own sister.

Syafa, he feels pain because he has not been able to return his true love. If yesterday he was thinking why should he be trapped by this wrong feeling? Why should he love his own brother? He was sad because of that. Intend to get married in order to avoid embarrassing forbidden relationships.

And now, knowing that his love all this time was true. He loves the worthy. He wants to express the truth and then choose to be happy by giving the body soul to the person he loves.

Unfortunately, fate has not sided with Shafa's love. He must be patient again to be with the heart later.

"Shyafa...! May it?"

The girl has been daydreaming since. His common sense is not so good at digesting Fahri's demand. And stupidly he chose to nod unconsciously if his position was very close.

"Darahmhhh!"

A warm and intoxicating kiss landed on Syafa's lips. Even Fahri pressed his sister's nape. Deepen the kiss until only the pleasure is created. It's true Fahri played a role. He has conquered the desired territory. Shafa can only stop. Enjoy every delicious decak until unconsciously reply.

"You're getting naughty!"

Fahri paused his action. Staring at Syafa's face intensely. His thumb rubbed the saliva marks on Syafa's lips. "If we weren't brothers, Shafa?" Fahri looks agitated. His breath hunted. There is disappointment and also love that blends into guilt.

Shafa could understand that. Because that Fahri knew they were siblings. And Syafa is warned by Sibu to keep the secret until this revenge mission is completed.

"Sister who taught me to be naughty. Try to feel, what do we do is a form of contact with brothers?"

No doubt the girl draped both hands on Fahri's neck. Syafa kisses Fahri's lips again, ********** quietly and feels them in a delicious decap with an exciting rhythm. Fahri was quite surprised by this rapid progress. And really. He really likes. Shafa made his soul stir. Slowly, Fahri closed his eyes.

'Don't break your brother, Fahri! She's your real sister.' That whisper was real. Just contact Fahri wake up.

Fahri slightly pushed Syafa's body away from him. Then demanded Shafa stay away from the lap. The girl stood up straight. Fahri got up soon anyway. The atmosphere became awkward.

Syafa looked at Fahri with mixed feelings between embarrassment and awkwardness.

"Sorry, Fa! Brother shouldn't have done that." There's a pinch feeling. Between wanting to be aware if they are brothers but also there is a sense of love that is increasingly uncontrollable. Fahri is putting on his rough hair.

"Sister! Pasha ...!"

"Come, Fa! I want to be alone."

"Our sister...!"

'We are not brothers' That sentence is what Syafa wants to say but stuck in the throat.

"I know! I'll catch up with you later. Go ahead."

"Sister's clothes!" Fahri nodded in understanding. Tidying up a batik shirt that he had been reluctant to tidy up from the beginning. The man honestly had no intention of leaving. It hurts so much to see the one we love with another.

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"Mom, do we have to do this? Can't we use another way?" Bejo was in Sibu's room. They discussed a plan for when the event took place.

"of course. With us in that family, then we can easily read their movements."

"That would harm Syafa, Sibu?"

"No! Our people will always be on standby in his position. It's just that we have trouble getting through their deepest walls. So, we should have devised a new strategy."

Bejo. Some tools he had prepared just in case. Bejo has arranged everything very carefully. Even some recording devices he had prepared.

"This is the beginning of their destruction. With us entering their homes and destroying them from within."

Sibu immediately rubbed the crystal clear that was born at the end of the eye. The woman was not as simple as she looked. Her gaze was sharp as well as her makeup kept another figure. Sibu by her real name Maya is a woman who harbors wounds as a result of her brother's greed.

"Mom!"

"Yes, Son!"

"Kang Bejo has come?"

Whose that?

To be continued