Friend Bed

Our Story

Look at Jane's hand that started swinging the knife in her hand. Darren reflexively took the knife from Jane's hand and threw it.

"Shakila! Throw the knife into the trash behind the house!" kak Darren's orders. I hurried to get the knife and then walked to the back of the house and threw the knife into the trash can behind the house.

When I returned to the living room, it appeared that Kak Jane was still crying on the floor while Kak Darren was seen scolding Kak Jane while looking at her with a sharp gaze.

"Don't I tell you not to play drama in front of me, Jane! I'm so sick of all the drama you've shown me. I'm so sick of it! Hasn't enough of all the drama you've done in the last six years, Jane? Is not enough of the rejection I've ever had on you? Has none of this made you aware of how I feel about you? You can't always force your will on me! I'm so sick of it, Jane! I'm so sick of it!" snapped Darren that made Kak Jane cry even more sobbing.

I feel so sorry to see the current state of Sister Jane. I then approached him. "Sister!" call her.

Hearing my voice. Sister Jane then raised her head and looked at me with a look of pity.

"Shakila" he said slowly. Seeing the look on his face, I was unable to hold him and let him cry out in my arms.

"Sabar Kak" I said while rubbing his back while winning him.

"Shakila! Leave it! Don't be swayed by her foul cries. I'm sick of it, Shakila! Better, you get in your room!" kak Darren's orders. But seeing the state of Sister Jane, I can only shake my head. "No, brother" I replied.

"Please don't be stubborn, Shakila. Let me take care of Jane!"

"But Brother..."

"There's no but-but. Go, Jane!" cut Brother Darren. He then pulled Jane's hand up from the floor and walked out.

As for me, I can only look at the departure of Kak Darren and Kak Jane with a pushy look.

'Is the only woman whom Brother Darren has loved for a long time? So Darren has been in love with me for a long time? Ah, it seems like I'm overconfident, it's better now that I take a shower.

I then walked into the room and went into the bathroom and filled the bathtub and put the foam bath in the bathtub. After being fully filled, I took off my clothes and went into the bathtub.

While playing foam, I suddenly heard the sound of the bathroom door opening. 'Jesus, who opened the bathroom door? So presumptuous? Didn't I lock my door? Who can enter this room?' my murmuring was accompanied by such mixed feelings.

I was so surprised to see the bathroom door fully open and see Darren now standing in the doorway smiling at me.

"Sister Darren!" my yelling. Seeing me who was surprised when he saw his arrival, Brother Darren could only chuckle.

"Why?" ask Darren to me.

'Oh, my God, this is really so presumptuous. She casually went into the bathroom and said that? Basic really sucks, ' I murmured.

"You're surprised I got into your room? Have you forgotten that our balcony is next door? I can go inside your room whenever I want, as long as you don't lock the balcony door of your room" Darren said, chuckling.

'Ah Brother Darren really sucks. Didn't she think so clearly that she just walked into an adult woman's bathroom? What exactly is in my brother's mind?' my grunts are back in my heart.

"Why are you pouting like that? Are you ashamed?" ask Brother Darren. I nodded my head quickly too.

"Well if you're embarrassed, I'm out first!" kak Darren.

"Oh he's home, he's home delivered by Mr. Mamat, our personal driver."

"Geez, you're really mean, brother. Why aren't you the only one who's taking her home?"

"Shakila, if I take him home. The drama he's doing won't just stop, I'm sick of seeing all his plays."

"You're right, too, brother."

"Yes, already. I'll go first" said Darren. He then turned his body. But when I was about to step foot, I stopped him again.

"Wait, Brother."

"What else is it?"

"Then, what's the reason you came into my bathroom?"

"Dream you, but you don't seem to want to. Yes, I have left first," replied Darren so lightly while my current feelings were so ambiguous.

'Gosh, how naughty, ' I muttered as I looked at Brother Darren who walked out of my bathroom.

After I shower and put on clothes. I then walked towards the balcony, approaching Brother Darren who seemed to have been waiting for me.

"Sister!"

"You done yet?" asked Brother Darren who answered a nod of the head by me.

"Is my sister waiting for me?" Darren nodded his head.

"Sit, Shakila!" his orders. I sat down next to him and leaned over his shoulder.

"Shakila, I want to tell you something."

"News? What's the story about, brother?" my many. Brother Darren then grabbed both shoulders and pulled it until my body is now leaning on his chest. Darren then took a deep breath and wrapped his hands around my stomach.

"I want to tell you about someone. Twenty years ago on November 2, there was born a woman whose presence I had never known, perhaps because of my age which was less than two years with her, or maybe it has been my destiny not to see his presence in this world. And when my reasoning started to run, circumstances forced me to call him sister. Until that time, I could still hold her hand and look her beautiful eyes with the touch and look of my innocent eyes."

Brother Darren then pecked at my nape which made my whole body goosebumps. "When I was growing up, I didn't realize I was feeling a sense that might be called love, even though I wasn't aware of it at first. At that time, I felt how lucky I was to be born in the world and to know a woman as beautiful as her. The more days I fall in love with her. However, I also have to realize that no matter how deep this feels, we must be separated by a status that I think is very cruel. It was like playing with fire. If I hold it, my hand will burn. But if I take the fire off it will die."

"However, I would still thank the universe for writing our story, even though I already knew the end of this story if we could never have. But, at least I've felt that falling in love is beautiful, and the owner of the word love is you. The beauty to me is you, even though there's only one word that can describe this story that's hard, because it's hard, it's us."

Brother Darren then pushed a little bit of my body and twisted this body to face towards him until we both finally looked up.

"Shakila, I'm sorry. I've decided if I have to leave tonight, please forget me. Forget all these relationships. May you find another love and live happily with another man" Darren said as he kissed me.

'Sick Brother,'