Brother's Love Trap Raise Me

CHAPTER 4 I'm Jealous

In front of the open window of his room, Elyaz released his gaze, deep into the high sky that seemed from inside the room. "Akhc! This feeling really tormented me." The young man fizzed about the feeling that was plaguing him.

In Alamanda's room. She is receiving a call from Dimas, a classmate and guy who likes her. They seemed very serious about talking in that phone conversation.

The conversation was overheard by Elyaz. He was curious. Then, he rushed to the door of Alamanda's room to eavesdrop.

[Yes, yes. I want to change clothes first.] Alamanda hung up.

Heard the conversation of Alamanda. Elyaz's chest was hot as if it was being stirred by the flames of jealousy, until he unconsciously broke down the door of Alamanda's room hard.

Alamanda who just took off her clothes, because she was about to change clothes was surprised not to be confused. He screamed loudly. However, Elyaz immediately smothered Amalanda's mouth with his hand.

Somehow at first, knew Elyaz had landed tons and lots of kisses on the surface of the face, neck, to stop at the chest of Alamanda. He paid no heed to Alamanda, pleading with Elyaz to stop his actions. It lasted for some time, until Elyaz's consciousness returned and then he released Alamanda.

"Why does Brother El have any love for me?" lament Alamanda while crying sob.

Elyaz sighed harshly while scooping his own face. The man looked very chaotic and in a state of disarray. "Sorry, Manda. Khilaf's brother," he threw out with regretful eyes.

Alamanda continued to cry while covering her chest with her hands. He did not have time to wear a change of clothes, because Elyaz had already come and attacked him very wildly. Elyaz controlled his breathing. Then, he took Alamanda's change of clothes and gave it to her.

Alamanda took the shirt. Although his hands seemed reluctant to accept. A second later, Elyaz came out of Alamanda's room and went back inside his own room.

"Aarrayghh!" the pekiknya full of anger. He destroyed anything that could be achieved with his hands. Including the perfume she had. All flattened and became glass fragments scattered on the floor of the room.

"Stupid you, El, bodoooh!" it means to yourself. He picked up the broken bottle of perfume carelessly, until his hands were injured and bleeding.

Elyaz closed his eyes to the pain that spread from the hands to the head. However, he did not want to immediately treat the wound. It seemed, he wanted to receive punishment for what he had done to Alamanda earlier.

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A few days after that incident. They did not speak to each other, though in Elyaz's own heart the longing to say hello to Alamanda. However, his guilt made Elyaz's tongue dull.

That night after the meal, they returned to their respective rooms. Still silent to each other despite stepping hand in hand towards their rooms that are right next to each other. Silence is more excruciating than anger.

Upon arrival at the door of their respective rooms, they clashed with each other, before finally entering and closing their respective doors tightly. Elyaz fell behind the door of his room, and so did Alamanda. Indeed, both are in great dilemma and confusion.

"Please speak, Manda," Elyaz quipped in his murmur. There was a creeping pain and an incredible tightness filled his chest.

"Why doesn't El talk to me? What wrong? Why does he always confuse me?" Alamanda wondered to himself, in a state of bending his knees while breaking into tears.

You know what it's like not to talk to each other, but so want to tell a story? It's not like scraping a knife in a vein. It hurt and it felt like I was almost dead.

Moments of time keep going. Leaving traces of tightness that were still bubbling filled the chest of the two. The night is getting late, but neither are their eyes closed.

'Should I express this feeling to Manda? I've been holding him back, but I don't seem to be able to anymore. Every second of this feeling always pushes me to get more into the snare of my own feelings of love.' Elyaz kept raging.

Meanwhile, in his room Alamanda seemed to lie on the edge of the bed with a sloping position. His fingers continued to move tapping on the pillow he was sleeping on. While continuing to cry because of the sadness that was so shackled.

Suddenly, the door to Alamanda's room knocked slowly. He wiped his tears and rushed to open the door. As expected, the door of the room was Elyaz. He stood stunned before Alamanda with a nanar that implied a lot of feeling. May be longing, guilt, regret, and others.

Elyaz smiled bitterly. "Can we talk?" ask her with quivering lips and a very soft tone of voice.

A second later, they chatted on the balcony of the house. Befriend the night wind and the moonlit sky. Yes, Elyaz gathered all his courage to speak to Alamanda.

"Manda, are you still mad at Brother?" abugn.

"I don't know" replied Alamanda briefly.

"Tell me, Manda. Brother will accept everything. If you are angry, you deserve your anger" said Elyaz.

Alamanda looked down deeply. Far away looking into his heart. "I'm not angry, brother, just sad, also confused. Why did El do that to me?" alamanda asked, raising his face until his eyes were level with Elyaz.

Gently Elyaz grabbed Alamanda's hand and carried her into his arms. There was no rejection from Alamanda. The girl went into Elyaz's arms.

The two long hugged each other in the middle of the night wind ya hit with a breeze. "So I miss you, Manda. Sorry for doing something inappropriate for you" Elyaz whispered.

"Why, Brother? I asked Brother. Why is Brother always acting strange to me at some certain time?"

"To be exact, whenever I'm jealous, Manda."

DEG!

At once the heart of Alamanda stopped beating, after hearing what had just been said from Elyaz's lips. He let go of his embrace and took a few steps back from there. Then, he threw his gaze in any direction to brush off the nervousness that was afflicting him.

"Why, Manda? Am I wrong?" elyaz asked as he continued to walk forward following Alamanda's retreat.

"Can you explain? Why should the word jealousy be the reason for Big Brother's strange attitude towards me?"

"What else needs to be explained, Manda? In fact, I do love you." Without feeling the tears Elyaz shed wet his cheeks. He cried until Alamanda was confused as to what to do.

"Sister, but I'm your sister."

"My foster sister, Manda. We have no blood relation. I don't have an absolute prohibition on being in a relationship with you. Really, I can't stand the rumbling inside this chest, Manda. Every day all I do is hide and hold back my feelings for you. It's very torturous for me, Manda."

"Silver makes me even more confused" said Alamanda as she cried bitterly.

"Jawab it, Manda! Do you love me too?" Elyaz lifted Alamanda's chin with two fingers until the face of the white girl looked up and looked into his eyes.

"I don't know, Brother," replied Alamanda as she sipped her salivary.

"You love me, Manda. I know it. I saw the twinkle clearly there, in the glare of your eyes." Without further admonition, Elyaz immediately threw a greedy kiss on Alamanda's lips.

Alamanda also drifted into the friendly cradle of Elyaz. Although still very stiff, he finally responded to Elyaz's kiss by giving a reply. That night they passed by with a wick, which arguably exceeded the limit even though it did not reach the most forbidden core. They are not a halal couple.

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