I HAD TO MARRY MY BEST FRIEND

CHAPTER 6

In a park behind Abizar's house there is a tall man wearing a sweeter shirt in white and long sleeves.

But the man stung the origin of both sleeves a few centi until almost limited to his elbows. Combined with long casual pants berbrna kream young.

That man is none other than Andra Abizar's youngest brother.

Andra was sitting in the gazebo in the garden behind this house with lights around it and light from the moon and stars at night.

Since the tetiba escaped from dinner together earlier Andra went straight to the park and sat in the gazebo until now.

As if bored with the accusations from his mother Andra tried to win himself in this place while enjoying the air tonight which is quite bright.

"Andra you're here anyway, Mas look around from earlier." Then Abizar patted his sister and sat right next to his sister.

Andra was just flinching in her seat as if she had not spoken.

"Mas knows you must be thinking the same words and allegations Mamah right. I believe you're Ndra if you don't act like Mamah said." The bright brother.

"But Mas, if Mamah continues to talk like that and continues to force Andra to marry that woman how to try?" Reveal the younger brother still with his head bowed from earlier while playing the twig he had picked from one of the flower stalks around this park.

"She's married to Alena." Abizar said lightly.

Spontaneous Andra immediately looked at his brother with a glaring gaze as if he could not believe what his brother had just thrown at him.

"Say Mas did not believe Mamah's accusation to Andra, well why Mas even agreed that Andra married the woman." Then with a look of annoyance at his brother.

"Mas does not believe the same accusations of Mamah to you Andra, but that does not mean Mas does not agree if you just marry Alena." Still lightly Abizar said while Andra was getting annoyed and glaring at his eyes without believing in Abizar's words this time.

"This is gil* Mas, it seems everyone in this house one by one seems to have been gil*." Andra muttered annoyedly, but still could be heard Abizar.

" Gil* how? Marriage is the worship of Andra." Abizar.

"Yes but not because of coercion let alone accusations Mas added again without love." Andra got up from her seat and took a few steps forward, looking up at the night sky.

"Witing Tresno Jalaran Soko Kulino Ndra, Love grows because it's used to it, right?" Abizar came back with a Javanese proverb that is no stranger to sound in public.

Andra could only smile wryly in response to Abizar's increasingly unexpected throws tonight for her.

"Lagian Alena is a good girl Ndra, that child is also beautiful. Alena never dated even though there were some guys approached her she did not want to respond, if in thought the one thing there is similar to you hehehe."

Abizar continued at length to the younger brother with a mild hardness.

"Just not kek gini also the situation, Andra also has not been thinking in that direction. Andra came here originally on the job so why even this misunderstanding problem." He complained and lowered his face watching and playing back the twig earlier.

"At your age now you are very mature to marry Andra, think about the future of romance you want until when you are single like this."

Abizar got up from his seat and stepped closer to Andra, stopping just to the right of Andra.

"Mamah has been keen to see this youngest child that he loves to be happy in a marriage Ndra. You are a good child and you are considerate and polite especially to parents. But you forget some of the things that parents wanted all this time, especially Mamah." It is clear at length to the younger brother try and hope the younger brother can think more mature about his personal life.

"Yes, but Mamah did not think about the woman's feelings Mas play maksa married and recriminate us to mes*m is not a burden for the woman . She's also Vera's best friend Andra's niece, obviously her age makes sure she's 19." He said as if the burden of this problem wanted Andra to overflow the tubi-tubi.

"There is no problem with Mas's sense of age and Alena's current status he will definitely take it slowly with sincerity. And you Ndra try to consider again carefully because this is also the hope of seeing you married, do not let the disease mamah relapse again as before due to the burden of the mind." Abizar passed away leaving Andra who was still at home in his current standing position.

Shortly after Abizar left, Andra also threw the origin of a small twig that he had played to any place and then walked into the house.

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Now it doesn't feel like the time has shown at 00:01 but I haven't been able to close my eyes, I'm not sleepy.

And was trying to rework the task of college but could not focus until I just end it rather than not because of the contents of the paper task.

" Hum Huft." The monologne.

Finally I decided to leave the room and go down immediately to the kitchen, it feels thirsty really can not be pending let alone have not slept like this.

I pressed the light switch and turned on the lights, I went straight to the kitchen to find where to store the glasses.

"Where is the glass?" Lirihku feel bangtung kok nemu glass where located seh.

Suddenly the sound surprised me when I was away looking for a glass, I did not see and forgot to ask Vera or bi Minah where the glass or plate in this kitchen is.

I bent almost half my body in turn trying to open one of the lower kitchen cabinets located at the end of the kitchen.

Where knows in the kitchen cabinet this part stored the glass thought I.

I opened the bottom kitchen cupboard in front of me.

Krekka...

"Alhamdulillah, this is the glass." I cried while saying hamdalah.

I grabbed one glass from the kitchen cabinet slowly and I closed the kitchen cabinet again.

"What do you want in this kitchen?"

"Eh satan.., demon.." My latah echoed in this kitchen when hearing the baritone's voice startled me.

Until the clear glass made of glass that I had held in my right hand, spontaneously released until it fell onto the marble floor of this kitchen quickly.

Prerack...

And when I turned around perfectly because I felt his voice coming from behind my body.

It turns out that uh turned out to be the baritone voice that was none other than the handsome om who was the bitch.

No matter when this nyebelin om appeared and it was right behind me less than a meter away with his butt supported on the kitchen set and his arms crossed and his gaze flattened down on me.

"Astagfirullahaladzim." I try to calm myself.

Well I seem to be wet again please so, but just want to drink because I feel thirsty.

Oya sometimes I can talk unexpectedly if surprised but more often not talkative anyway.

I ignored him and immediately crouched down to pick up the broken glass scattered earlier on the marble floor of this kitchen.

"Auww "Sheeked me when my index finger was stung by the broken glass and released fresh blood quite rapidly.

"Why you?" The reflexes of the handsome but beautiful om were memorizing me and squatting right next to my left side.

Unexpectedly, the guy pulled my injured index finger, then quickly inserted my injured and bleeding index finger into his mouth.

Without disgust, the om mengemut telukku who was injured earlier and sucked his blood for a few seconds.

"HEY, WHY ARE YOU GUYS THERE?"

Suddenly me and this nyebelin om turned to the source of the voice with wide eyes in surprise.

Unfortunately again the om still sipped my injured index finger earlier and our position is still crouching with a distance so close.

'OMG what trials now, which yesterday afternoon has not been around why this seems to add again.' My cry in my heart.

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Seriate...

Who caught Om and Alena in the kitchen..? 😁🤣

Healthy greetings always yes from riritambun 🥰