HIDDEN STEP

CHAPTER 12

warmth of home

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Don't be too focused on the future. The future is pseudo, like a wheel of luck, every spin is not our decisive one.

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As the door opened, Andrian could hear the boisterous sounds of his family. There, in front of the television he saw a pair of happy families look excited with a very legendary soap opera.

His tiredness was gone seeing the smile of the mother, seeing the laughter of the father, except Zian. Every day he saw what he missed?

That child had also worried him a moment ago.

The flashback

Andrian returned to the apartment not to find Zian at all. It was late afternoon he should have gone home. Dikantor Andrian did not even see the trunk of his nose.

Several times Andrian called Zian but was not picked up at all. He thought, maybe he was playing or something.

But her worries were stirred when her neighbor told her that Zian had gotten into a car with the man in the suit who picked her up.

Andrian thought Zian was kidnapped. Zian said he'd be home tomorrow, right? So there's no way we're going home now.

But his panic became irritated when Zian sent a message.

'I'm home, I don't want until my break is cut. Tomorrow I'll take a full break, Hehe. Sister here aja, mother said she misses watching TV.'

Well, maybe he should have gone home like he said a moment ago when he refused the invitation of the Surya master.

Flashback off

Mother is the one who first saw it, then followed by her father without being followed by her sister. The Sicebol did not feel guilty at all apparently, even to welcome his brother alone did not.

"Finally know your way too."

His father's claws were taken by his mother.

"Here son, I miss you so much. I don't know if you want to go home. If you know you should cook rendang, right?"

His aged mother still looks beautiful without significant polish. His black eyes began to narrow, but did not make his face wither with age.

His once dashing father, the father he once looked forward to his return to work, who used to always carry by now his hair is almost half gray.

Andrian smiled wryly, he hoped his parents would live a long life, he hoped his parents would always be happy.

Sicebol began to look away from his couch, pursing his lips. He thought it was funny, but according to Andrian who was upset with him it was like a monkey boy asking for a banana.

"Mother, I'm also here from noon today, no plans for rendang?" Remot that he had been holding was input into his lips.

"Yes that's not it dong, Andrian is not long ago go home, you can't do that ah."

Mother led him to the sofa they were sitting on, Zian who saw her brother approaching started squinting his eyes in jealousy.

"You're here if you go tell me first, already know if you come home in the afternoon, you're not allowed to go first. You are a crackle."

Zian looked regretful, he would apologize but his mother instead agreed to Andrian's words that made him feel guilty.

"Yes Zian, you are so big. Don't make people worry anymore, if for example you were kidnapped who bothered?."

Feeling cornered, Zian lowered his face. He didn't think his brother would worry, because he said he would come home tomorrow.

Whether it's now or tomorrow makes no difference, right? It was just a matter of days. It's only one day different.

"Sorry brother.." Zian lirih. That was answered murmur by Andrian "Hmm,"

"Already, it's almost late at night, we should sleep, tomorrow there is still plenty of time so we continue the conversation tomorrow."

Andrian's mother pushed his two sons up to the room, while he was already in the embrace of the husband who was now growling spoiled to him.

"Don't be like that" she said shyly and pushed her husband's face to the side.

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Andrian surrounded the sofa and danced to the thing he was looking for under the sofa of his room, a box containing a small towel.

Do you remember the Augustan art scene seven years ago?

After the stage, when carrying a clean towel purchased with class money. He shared it with everyone at the time.

"Nih Dri, wipe your dry, later the towel can be brought back. If you buy tissue, you must be making toys, so many are not lost."

Like those.

Although Andrian knew, if not only he who got the towel from Bila, but still, it was from the hands of Bila.

Unexpectedly the problem of unstable teenage High School can be to the end now the beginning of course Andrian does not remember or does not exist?

Andrian now realized, this war happened not the fault of a third party, or another party. It was probably because he felt his love was unrequited and felt vengeful.

Put the towel in the box. Then heartily put it in the bottom cupboard.

He started to undress and pants, thinking that taking a shower was what he was thinking about right now. Although it was late, but Andrian could not sleep without bathing first.

But only then he will enter the bathroom, the door of his room is knocked.

He saw Zian standing before him with glaring eyes.

"Why come here?" Asked Andrian lazily.

Zian who was still glaring at her brother began to wake up. "You want to take a shower at this hour?"

Zian was still glaring waiting for Andrian's reply. Andrian was still flat-faced waiting for an answer from Zian.

Zian blinked his eyes, neutralizing his eyes that had just glared. Bemoan.

"My dirty room was never cleaned. My mother said I was told to sleep here."

Zian finally gave up. It's not important if competence is useless.

"Ck. Not in the apartment, at home, why my fate is the same. Ridden by a bull boy like you." Andrian murmuring.

Zian entered his brother's room, once again his eyes glared in disbelief. Her brother's room was very clean. This room has not been used for a long time.

And Zian? It's only been a few days but the room's been uninhabited for months.

Her mother would never let a maid clean her room. How unfair.

"Ck! So firstborn is the most TOP." Zian sneering.

Andrian heard, but he did not respond. For him as long as the profits are on his side anything doesn't matter.

Zian who is currently on the mattress saw his brother who is still standing beside the bed.

"Not to take a shower?" He said with a clear cynical tone.

Andrian rolled his eyes, then lazily stepped into the bathroom.

"If males take a shower, do not be pretentious and take a shower, rather than later get the flu." Zian laughed in an uncomfortable tone. Anyone can't stand to step on his face.

Andrian who was already standing in front of the bathroom turned around and looked at his 'unfortunate' sister'.

"Don't tell me you haven't had a shower?" Ask Andrian memicing. He was actually just guessing, knowing that his sister was very relaxed about such things.

But it is not suspected that the face of Zian who is berbah like a child who was caught stealing.

"You haven't had a shower?" Andrian started glaring annoyedly at his sister.

No one can put his body in his bed without taking a shower.

Zian who was stared at like he started to move restlessly. "Udah kok" he answered in a small voice.

Andrian pulled his sister's hand. Dragging it towards the bathroom.

"Wake first! Brother doesn't want to room with you who hasn't taken a shower."

Zian was very reluctant if he had to take a shower at night. He did not want his skin to become a piece of cake.

With all his might he drew his hand. If her sister takes a shower, that's please. But if he has to take a shower, I'm sorry Zian won't.

Be an interesting attraction between two brothers. If someone else sees it, it might look like a joking relationship.

Until the door opened, the mother cleared her throat.

"Night, don't make a noise."

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