Dina - Deni 'Love Story'

Part 14's.

After the departure of Deni who was like being carried by the wind, Dina immediately grabbed her phone that was on the nightstand. He was very curious about what Deni did on his phone.

"So she did the hell on my phone?" he was trying to figure out what strange things were on his phone. Instantly his eyes widened when he saw the name of a foreign contact there, Deniku Darling❤. What apaan is so alai. Dina again changed the name of the contact to, Deni Stupid😺.

His hands were still busy checking out other strange things, but found nothing there. "Well, is that all?" he murmured again, because it was as he remembered Deni long enough to explore his phone.

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The clock shows at two o'clock in the afternoon. After the prayer, Dina decided to go downstairs feeling hungry, and headed straight for the dining table.

While he was busy eating the food he had cooked this morning, Revan suddenly sat down in front of him. Looks like this kid just came home from school, Inner Dina.

"Well, did you eat the van?" ask Dina niceties to melt the atmosphere. Because as he remembered, he and Revan had never once spoken this close since he lived in the man's house. Honestly, he's a little awkward.

"Not Brother. What did Dina eat?" revan asked back, because he was surprised by the menu Dina ate was different from the cuisine cooked by Bibi this morning.

"Oh this, I was cooking. You wanna try?" Dina offers her cooking. Actually, he was not sure if the cuisine would fit with Revan's tongue.

"May" replied Revan enthusiastically. He immediately took out a plate and filled it with rice along with the dishes cooked by Dina. Just half a sauteed plate anyway. Because it was the rest of his cooking this morning.

Dina felt anxious waiting for a response from Revan. His eyes continued to gaze expectantly at the person who was eating voraciously in front of him.

"Where?" ask Dina at last. Because Revan didn't talk, and Dina was curious.

After finishing his last mouthful and drinking a mouthful of water, Revan finally gave a response. "Enak Kak" said the teenage boy while showing his two thumbs. "Smart brother cooked it" he added with a sweet smile.

That's not Revan's real style. He is a typical teenage boy who is super duper cuek and what it is. But for now he looks different, even very. Rarely can a Revan express anything clearly.

"What time?" ask Dina again shy sweet-ass. Because he so rarely gets compliments in terms of cuisine other than the Grandfather.

"Yes, I'm serious. Masakin again, will you? Hehe" Revan has begun to digress. Dina replied, Someone is sitting next to her.

"Dina's not a maid. Don't make a whole mess!" he was cold while looking at his sister. He was Deni, who had noticed the interaction of the two people at the dinner table.

"Yes who told me. I have nothing to say, Sister Dina. Isn't it sister?" Revan asks for a defense of Dina. While Dina just silent in confusion facing two men who are different this age.

"Not really Van. I'll be sure again" Dina replied in the end. Because he felt no problem at all if only just cooking. And not good either.

"Can't!" reject Deni firmly. "You don't get used to spoiling her Na. Later on" point Deni right in front of Revan's face.

"What the hell lo Bang. You envious huh? Aye right? Iri said boss. Hahaha" kekehnya while continuing to tease the brother. "Or don't you get jealous again? Why not lo? Anjir, a cold-hearted Deni turns out to be jealous as well. Goshaha" he added before skipping to the living room after the brother pointed the glass at him.

"Lo said what? Don't run away lo woi! Fucking brat" Deni cursed while continuing to call the Brother.

"So this is how it feels to have a brother?" he said slowly, and without him knowing Deni listened to him.

"I'm sorry, you saw it. Don't get into the heart of what that damn brat said" Deni tried to divert what was on Dina's mind. Because he knew very well what Dina meant.

"Not what. I like hehe. I think I have two brothers! Glad to Allah. Both of them were handsome again. I'm so lucky, huhu" Dina hugged her own body with both hands. Sometimes his eyes tried to stare at Deni who was next to him.

"Bec ... Brother?" Deni asked stuttering. Dina what the hell? How to be brother? His mind raged with all sorts of questions. Gone was his frustration towards the younger brother. Now distracted by the words uttered by Dina. Don't let this ridiculous plan fail.

"Yes. Why emang? You don't want to be my brother?" Dina tried to tease Deni again. Because he knew what the man really meant. He also did not want if only to be a brother to the man, he wanted more. Dina maruk's.

"No!" reject Deni firmly.

"Well, why?" Dina tried to hold back her laughter.

"I want us to get married. Not being a brother. Marry me Dina! Hmm" instantly Dina was speechless hearing Deni's reply. How exactly is that? Basic Deni.

"Hmm, I think about it first" Dina stepped her foot towards the second floor. While Deni can only gawk when listening to the answer from Dina. Does this mean he was hanged? Jesus, Dina.

"Fucking art. How did his marriage get caught up? There was no romance" Dina said after closing the door.

Why is he upset? What did he expect? Has he started to have any taste in Deni? Or is it just the fear of losing?

His memory returned to the incident this morning. Shilla's. Yeah, looks like that girl will be his rival from now on. Rival in winning Deni's heart.

Even though Dina knew that Deni had no taste for Shilla, and somehow Dina was happy with the fact. But he also felt wary when he saw the girl's gaze earlier this morning. Dina rolled up her sleeves to her shoulders. 

"God, my rival is very heavy, O God" he screeched while exhaling violently. He suddenly felt insecure when he imagined how Shilla, the medical student, looked.

Dina immediately stood in front of the mirror. What can be proud of him? Not even her body was as good as that of the girl. Her face was not that pretty either. "But more beautiful of course. Hahaha" Dina praised her own face in front of the mirror.

"Yes, I'm prettier" she assured herself.

"Gee the mirror. Who is the most beautiful woman today?" he said while looking at the mirror with a serious made-up tone.

"Dina. Only Dina" Dina answered the question herself.

"Aish, don't let me go crazy over this. Amit-amit O Allah" Dina set foot in the bathroom. He had to refresh his brain first.

And without him noticing, there was someone desperately trying to hold his laughter behind the door.

Denis.