He Is Not My Brother's

The Ghost Still There

Ever since the incident broke through, Amy has been avoiding Jimmi as much as possible. Sometimes he had to face the guy and manage his feelings well. However, there is another side of Amy that sometimes can not accept the situation. The side that invites him to keep away from Jimmi.

Sometimes, Amy wants to get away from her feelings. He wanted to not care about Jimmi's words expressing his feelings in the restaurant or the guy's words on the Show Talent broadcast. Even the words of Iren and the people who talked about it were behind.

He never cared about people, but now somehow he cares too much about it. Sometimes his head would break.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" tanya M when she saw her sister hit her own head with a pillow many times.

"Oh, I'm just dizzy." Amy threw her pillow at me.

"Why dizziness? Dad, right, don't get mad about what you did to Iren." M picked up the pillow that landed in front of the wardrobe and put it back into the mattress.

"Eh, wait! Besides, what else did you tell Dad?" amy asked with a probing look.

M seemed to think, he stroked his head and said, "Especially, yes...?"

"What?"

"Oh, anu .. Larry's family wants to talk to dad. That's all it looks like" murmured M.

"Where did you go?"

"To Larry's house. Jimmi's father and mother wanted to talk about something important" he said."

"Oh," said Amy. He remembered that Mrs. Larry once asked when Jerome was coming home. "What do they want to say?"

"Of course ...," said M. He sat in the study chair and sorted through the books on Amy's desk. "Maybe .. want to match you with Jimmi."

A rolling drift hits M's head. Making the book he was holding fell down and rang loudly.

"Said, didn't I, maybe."

"He told me he thought of me as his own sister. So, please stop mocking us."

"Huh? When?" I picked up the book that had fallen and started reading it.

"All the students also heard about your time at the Talent Show." Amy's lips came forward saying it.

"Oh, that's .. I actually told you to."

"Huh? Meaning what?"

"Let people stop sniffing you. Let's just let you know how Jimmi feels. We thought that was the best way to protect you, Am."

Amy's tongue suddenly twisted. His hands were limp and he had to remind himself to breathe. A butterfly jumps on its stomach.

"You .. don't take that seriously, do you?" ask M. He looked at his sister's face that didn't express anything. Even Amy did not respond when M flicked the finger in front of her eyes.

"Yes, geez! You think about that?" M holds his bald head.

"That's nothing, really," Amy. He immediately turned his face away. "Oh, yes. Dad asked me to ask you what it's like to date?"

M shifts the chair toward his sister, "Hey ... hey .. You want to catch Jimmi, okay?"

"Oh, come on, brother! Maybe I'd like to date, but that doesn't mean he's the same!" Amy pushes M's body closer to her.

"Seriously, you want to know what it's like?"

Amy nodded, "Yes. I mean, what's different about not having a boyfriend. I have the nicest and coolest brother in the whole world, the friends who always support me as well. Why do I need a boyfriend?"

"Later, one day you'll need someone you can trust to vent, understand our feelings and love us."

Amy glanced at her brother's serious face, "I have a sister. Don't need anything else."

"Yes, but we can't go on forever. One day I'll get married and you will too." M poking his sister's nose.

"Well, marriage can keep brotherly relations away." Amy scowling. "If my brother wasn't my brother, I'd marry you."

M responded to his sister's words with a very loud laugh. He even clenched his stomach.

"You guys are exactly the same. Haha," said M while wiping away the tears.

"What's so funny?" amy asked annoyed to see her brother who even laughed out loud. "Who is the same?"

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At Jimmi's house, Jerome was talking to his two old friends, Mr. and Mrs. Larry. They were sitting in a mini gazebo in the back garden of the house. Some snacks and also warm tea are served at the table.

"So, what do you think? Do you agree that Marsh attended Scholar University?" ask Mr. Larry calls one of the best universities in the whole country. Only certain people can get in there. The graduation is also famous as a superior graduate who must have been glimpsed by many large companies.

"I don't mind if he wants to go to college there, Paul" Jerome replied, smoking his cigarette.

"Where would anyone refuse to go to college there, Jerome," said Mrs. Larry.

"You know my son. He must be thinking about his sister too. I'll sail again. If Marsh goes to college, he'll have to part with his sister. I'm not sure they want to" Jerome said. His gaze was straight ahead, looking at his two children whom he had always left behind.

"You don't intend to stay here?" Paul lit a cigarette and started smoking it deep.

"Maybe. One moment. But not anytime soon."

"Ck, you should also think about the fate of your children. Marshall's future is bright. He's a smart kid and got a chance to go to the best university. You have to support her."

Jerome frowned at the words of Mrs. Larry. For him it was too difficult to continue to settle in this village. "The ghost is still there" Jerome said.

"Whatchu mean? Anne still haunting you?" ask Mr. Larry couldn't believe it. Jerome once said that in his house Anne still lives and takes care of her children well.

"He's still there." Jerome's eyes were closed in the image of his wife who had not been a dozen years ago. However, every time he came home the woman was always there. Greet him, talk to him about things that happened at home during his time away. Anne also wakes their children up every morning, kisses them before bed and tidies up the things that M and Amy forget.

"Come, Jerome. That was a long time ago. You may be able to make peace with him" persuaded Mr. Larry.

"Eitherway. I can't yet. I see it every day but I can't touch it. He's alive but .. he's not alive." Jerome covered his face with a palm. "I can't stand it. I'm going crazy!"

Mrs. Larry would have gone back if her husband hadn't touched her soft arm while shaking his head. Paul actually felt a little pity with the situation Jerome. He constantly runs away from the ghost of his wife. Though absurd, Jerome believed what his best friend said.

"Well ... How about as long as you guys are gone, Amy stays with us? We'll take good care of him."

"Come on, Paul ...." Jerome pressed his cigarette on the ashtray until it went out.

"You don't believe us?" ask Mrs. Larry.

"It's not so, Magda. Is it just that Amy can get away from her brother?"

"certain. She's a smart girl. He can live independently well."

Jerome shook his head softly, "I'll talk things through with them first." Jerome got up and said goodbye. From the door of the house, someone ran through the gazebo quickly.

"Hey, where are you going?" ask Mrs. Larry in a loud voice.

"To M's house!"

"Wait champ! We're together." Jerome ran after Jimmi.

"Jimmi! Don't come home too late!" Mrs Again. Larry shouted, making her husband shake his head.

"will not. I'm home tomorrow!"

"Ah, that kid. He should have slept in his house more often than in people's homes" Mrs complained. Larry. "What is less than this house?" muttered Mrs. Larry was amazed by the behavior of his son.

"That's it. He is my son, Magda," said Mr. Larry.

Ah, true. Mrs. Larry just remembered that her husband used to be nomadic. Stay from one friend to another. The graceful lady could only shake her head and massage her forehead which was beginning to wrinkle.

Seriate...

Hi, the author wants to give me a pic M and Amy pas SMP, nih...

By the way, because many are protesting, the author wants to change the title so He is (not) My Brother starting next month. Make sure when you do not find Lemon Love, find He is (not) My Brother, yes ^^