Friend Bed

Two Years Earlier

⁇ ️ Gaes in this chapter I mule use his point of view Shakila yes, let it taste better. But one day I went back to the POV author again. Then, other figures before also a lot out here, I explained a little, for those who have not read Salah Kamar, if Aini is his ex-girlfriend Firman, his father Cleo. His ex-wife Dimas, his father Shakila. Darren is Roy's son and his late first wife, Diana. Ok, we start ⁇ ️

# POV Shakila.

I slowly opened my eyes as the sunlight began to fall on my eyelids. However, when I had not fully opened my eyes, I suddenly remembered something that made me open my eyes so wide and then spontaneously rise from the previous position. I couldn't hide my surprise when I just woke up, and saw that I was already in my room.

God, why am I suddenly in the room? Don't I remember last night doing my job? Who brought me into this room? Did Papa? Oh no, didn't Papa just go with Mama and Tristan yesterday afternoon? Did Bi Sumi stay at this house and take me to my room? Ah it feels impossible too, wasn't he also allowed to come home to me yesterday? As long as she was a maid in this house she also always refused if told Mama to stay here. Who brought me into the room? Is it Brother Darren?

"Huftttt," I can only breathe out my longs as I remember how Brother Darren has been acting to me lately.

Brother Darrenku, is no longer the old Brother Darren. In the past, we were so familiar, there were always laughs and jokes between us. Since childhood, we always spent time together, even as if there were no barriers between us. Moreover, our lifespan is not too far away, it can be said that we are the same age that makes us very familiar, even though we both know that we are only stepbrothers, we were born to two different mothers.

Darren's mother, Mama Diana, died in a tragic accident. That's when Darren was born. Since Darren was born, she has been cared for by Mama Aini who also lost her son from her first husband named Dimas. And strangely, the cause of Mama Aini losing her son is due to the carelessness of Papa Roy and Mama Diana.

But that is love, great love and spaciousness of Mama Aini, finally forming us into one happy family, yes this is love. A love that never speaks.

Beautiful, that's one word that describes our family relationship. Suddenly everything changed. Precisely this past year I began to feel that Brother Darren is not my older brother anymore, even we have very rarely spoken or just greeted. Am I losing? Yes, of course I feel very lost. I always felt like I was losing her cheerfulness, I was losing her sweet smile that always graced my life, and I lost the figure of a big brother and protector to me.

But I'm not too dizzy about all this, it's possible that Brother Darren became quiet because he was busy with all his activities. Maybe he started to get away from me a little bit because he realized that we had grown up together and didn't want people to think negatively of us both.

Suddenly I smelled something so stinging in my nose. That pungent smell even seemed to come from my lips. Ah, what's this smell? Didn't I brush my teeth last night? Why does it smell like cigarettes? Why is there a cigarette smell on my lips? Oh, my God, what's going on? Why do I suddenly have to feel this weirdness? Could it be that I've been kidnapped by Peter Pan, or a creature from another world?

I then chuckled with my own silliness. I don't want to think about any of this, all I have in mind right now is to fill my stomach because I'm already feeling so hungry. I got up from my bed and went into the bathroom to wash my face.

As I approached the dining table, it appeared that Brother Darren was sitting at the dinner table enjoying his breakfast. I smiled and approached him.

"Good morning Brother" I said.

But instead of returning my greeting, he looked at me with a sharp look. Getting a sharp look from a handsome guy like Darren, I was misbehaved, even though I knew he was my own brother.

"What's up, brother?" ask me to vent.

"Have you never worn a bra while you were sleeping Shakila?" asked Darren while turning his eyes.

God, I never wear a bra when I go to sleep, usually when I get out of the room I'm already wearing my bra back, but this morning I completely forgot. Spontaneous, I closed my chest. Even though I knew Brother Darren was my brother, it was inappropriate for him to see my assets before my husband who saw them especially now that I was only wearing a thin satin nightgown.

"Sorry Brother," I said softly as I walked back into the room, while Kak Darren seemed to exhale.