Boyfriend Lies

BC 20 | Friend Sister

Without warning I hold the hand of Brother Soraya. "Come, go home!"

"Eh, uh, what the fuck, Ra?" He stayed in place, unwilling to be dragged home. "Why go home? The mission, right, hasn't started yet."

"What mission?" The voice of the man who asked for my phone number was heard.

"Marcels!" my brother's screams suddenly full of excitement. He took off my arm to get close to a man named Marcel.

"Sori, yes. It's gonna be a long wait." A row of white and smooth teeth was visible because he gave Kak Aya the widest smile.

"No ... no. I'm the same brother I just came."

Successfully I exhaled. Just arrived, he said. Just came, but it was moldy for almost half an hour. Not my brother!

"Oh, you bring a sister." He pointed at me who was right behind Brother Soraya.

"Yes, want acquaintances?"

I stepped back. Trying to signal to my stupid brother, so as not to introduce us.

"Whatever, anyway. Wanna be known. No, no problem."

Eah! Could be, aja, the Bambang. Cool mode ON the story, huh?

Brother Soraya who thought the man was a cool man immediately took my hand to face him. He who initially looked unconcerned by this introduction instead reached out first. This is how it is clear that this man has his door. Strange, why didn't Brother Aya see that, anyway?

"Marcel," he said, still wearing the same look as when greeting my brother.

"Yes." Yeah." I answered origin without returning a helping hand. Obviously, that non-dressing behavior made Kak Aya pinch my arm hard. Inevitably full of compulsion I returned the hand of this man.

"Whose name, Dek?" tanyanya who even got an eye-splot from me.

"By!" reprimand Kak Aya who returned gave me an anxious pinch.

"Become." The answer that the man wanted to hear was finally heard.

"OK, Dara. Greetings, yes. Maybe in the future we'll see you often."

I smiled wryly, while Brother Aya was overheated. He slapped Marcel's arm softly as he said, "You can, aja, Cel."

"Lho, I'm not wrong, dong. Don't you want to see me?"

Anj**, top-class playboy. I then turned my face because I was embarrassed to see the behavior of Kak Aya who salting brutal.

"Okay, where are we going now?" marcel asked, getting ready to take us around the mall.

"Hm, whatever, anyway. Going everywhere too, okay," responded Kak Soraya who successfully made me amused.

Oh God. It turns out this way, yes, seeing people enslaved to that love. I who used to be a play, only found out that being in the audience position was ridiculous.

"Eh, it's up to you, instead" Marcel murmured as he looked in various directions. He's sort of looking for the best point for this meeting. Evidently confused to make a decision, he looked back at my brother. "What if your sister is the one?"

"Become?" I pointed at myself.

"Yes" said Marcel quickly. "Something you may want to go to."

"Watch, watch. Say, watch. Scribbles!" sister Aya whispered in my ear.

Already know have a decision and a destination why not say, huh? Why ask me to express my opinion?

Accompanied by complete laziness I replied, "Watch."

"OK, can!" exclaim the man with sparkling eyes.

We headed straight to the third floor where the theater was. Kak Aya and I were given the freedom to choose a ticket, while the man who gave the cinema ticket money chose to sit on the sofa waiting. At least now I can breathe a sigh of relief. There are some things I want to say to Kak Aya before entering the viewing area. He who was busy choosing a chair had to get a little whisper from me. "Sister in the middle, just sit down."

"God's thanks. I'm really happy. Yeah, no problem. Sitting alone, there." I was so happy that I hit my brother's arm.

Ah, no need to worry anymore. I'd rather stay away from that person, than be misunderstood by my own brother. Not negative thinking with Marcel's behavior. My feeling was suddenly strong. He was like ... only utilizing Brother Soraya, but did not know in what way.

The ticket was successful we had. Intentionally, I let Kak Aya approach her friend first. I let myself go of the confusion of carrying two pop corns and three bottles of drink because I want to avoid the man of the land crocodile.

Unfortunately, my willingness was caught by Marcel. He who was discussing the difference in tickets with Kak Aya also stopped talking because he wanted to take some items from my embrace.

"I'm helping, Dara."

"It's okay, brother. Let Dara take it." I refused to give him this load.

"You're Dara's. I helped you." He remained steadfast and I had no choice but to give him three bottles of drink. Pop corn business let me take it because it feels light.

Instead of being angry because doi helped me, Aya even smiled full of happy hue. He seems to be more adoring to a Marcel who might be considered sensitive for helping his sister bring food.

"Suitable to be your sister-in-law, right, Ra?" sister Aya whispered as we walked down the hallway of the theater.

I did not dare to answer because I still needed to research deeper. His back that goes first the more it pulls me to keep paying attention. I don't know, I feel like Soraya deserves the best choice.

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Finished the show watching us go home with each vehicle. Aya's sister who deliberately brought me to judge the sense movement of someone was impatient to hear the great conclusion of my observation.

“Fix, she likes sister, right?”

“Kakak knows where, anyway?” I caught a glimpse that the two were acquainted recently.

“In religious communities.

“Since when did you join that community?” The feeling during the back and forth of the church, he had never once been interested in the community.

“Since knew that the chairman was him.”

Gosh darn. From the beginning, love was enslaved. If this is the case, it will be difficult to convince Kak Aya about Marcel's actual behavior.

“Nih, look at you. She's handsome to know.” Aya's sister took out the phone from her pants pocket. Intended to show a photo that really peels Marcel's good looks completely.

Yes, I know and realize that he is handsome, but if it is too handsome like this I am also afraid of myself.

“More handsome than Bagas, right?” He was starting to overdo something.

I was too busy with tangled thoughts to give a word as a form of answer. “Hm.”

“So, how? After meeting him today, according to your observations, he has a sense of not the same brother?”

“Nothing,”I replied steady and short.

The answer made Kak Aya turn his head from the street. He who did not accept the results of his sister's observation immediately reacted dislikes. “Kok, your judgment is that? Very different from the assessment of friends sister.”

“What is their assessment?” manya curious.

“Yes, they judge that Marcel's kindness to sister is different. He was like seeing an older brother more than a friend,” he explained that made me just bearded. “Try leusin! Why are you kayaking minded, so?”

I was silent for a long time. Weighing correctly about the incident in front of the booth earlier. Time, yes, should I offer honesty? Would Kak Aya believe that before meeting him, Marcel had asked for my mobile number?

“Ra? Why keep on talking, anyway?” He's getting anxious.

“Nggak.” I began to find the bright spot of Kak Aya's questions. “I think he's just interested in Brother. As for the feeling of liking, it doesn't exist yet. What if Brother is not too taken first? What if you wait for a new statement to grow affection? Be safe from disappointment, aja.”

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