I Love You Brother

*Episode 6

The water still once dripped twice, even though the rain had subsided a while ago. From behind the glass Kale watched the time when the circles gathered, then down through the curved AC hose.

"Hello," Kale raised his salary. Someone called and gave a report. "What's up?"

"Miss refused me to serve Master, still insisting on doing nothing herself. It's just that I have a hard time controlling Miss's activities in the room."

"Put the CCTV in his room quietly. I don't want him to act fuzzy or anything like that. He's been troubling me enough. I'll pull you back in if he really has no desire to leave that house."

"Good sir."

"How's dad?"

"That's fine, sir. He's having lunch with Mr. Alfaro."

"See everything, Berta. Including Alfaro. Brill you can call if there's anything important."

"Good sir." Phone's done. Along with that came the knocking of the door.

"Lake in!" An old geezer with a round hat that almost covered part of his white hair smiled.

"Halo Boy, is Grandpa bothering you?"

"Hello Grandpa! No, come on, there's no annoying word here. All my time to you." Kale tidied up the files on the table and approached his grandfather who had been sitting on the sofa first.

"Not here nor is there, you're always a work mania, Boy!"

"If we don't work, we won't be able to hire dancers, we can't eat, then sail to enjoy the delights of shark tongue. Isn't that right, Old Man?"

"Of course, Boy. You're right, but it would be more fun if there was someone beside you. Wife for example." Hearing her big brother's words, Kale slammed himself into the back of the sofa.

"Grandpa's gonna drink what?"

"Don't be a coward by diverting the conversation, Boy. How long are you going to sing like this? After all, your father's chosen girl isn't comot in origin, why don't you want to?"

"Grandpa, why should we talk about him?"

"Indeed why? You don't hate him, do you?" That question kept Kale quiet. He doesn't know what to answer.

"Don't hate Boy so easily, it's not good for any health. From skin health to heart can be affected. Besides, if you really hate him, just be careful with the term blunder."

"Here you go, Grandpa, let's not talk about this, okay? By the way, Grandpa already got something at the antiques market?"

"It has. This time it was just a ring with unique motifs and some wall hangings. Someone sent it."

"It's good that it's like that. I'm sorry I can't accompany Grandpa."

"No problem, Boy! Your grandfather really wanted to enjoy it. Are you sure you want to come home with me? We're just getting on a commercial plane." Without a word, Kale nodded steadily.

"All right then. Oh yeah, before you go home, your dad invites me to dinner. You want to accompany your grandfather, Boy? I haven't seen Adi Dharma for a long time."

Didn't you meet yesterday too? Do I need to show you the phone records I've tapped?

"I don't promise, but I'll work on it." Only that word came out of Kale's mouth.

"Ah, why are you bragging, boy. You just told me that all your time is for me. Now I'm asking for your time, you're answering will work." Kale silently watched his grandfather chuckle while wearing a hat.

"You're a god-level bucini, if the children of today say." His grandfather stood up and walked towards the door.

"Alright, Granpa won."

"That's my grandson. I'll be back after lunch." The door closed, Kale closed his eyes.

* * *

Netra stopped when she heard laughter from the living room. A few servants who were busy carrying dishes to the table smiled as they passed by.

"Good night, Miss. The Great Lord asks you to join." A woman who usually welcomed Netra approached.

"What's the show, Berta?" Netra can be seen reading a glimpse of the name tag on Berta's left chest.

"A dinner with Mr Dahlan, Miss?"

"Going home instead of taking a break, this instead invites guests to dinner. Please bring it to your room, Berta. It's key. Just put it on the dresser, put the key inside, and then you can go."

"Good, Miss."

"Sorry to trouble you, thank you Berta."

"Eh, no Miss, this is already my duty" he said as he followed Netra.

"Thus, go upstairs, I'll see you myself."

"Ah, yes, Miss." Berta passed, while Netra shook her shoulders.

Who recruited him into the officer. So stiff

Netra continued her steps. Before entering the living room, he stood up for a moment, taking a deep breath.

"Good night, everybody." Netra greeted with a wide smile. He approached his father and hugged and kissed him.

"Hello Dad."

"Hello, Honey. Why go home until this hour? I told the driver to take you home quickly."

"Yes, let's salim Grandpa Dahlan."

"Grandfather Dahlan?"

"Yes. Well Pa, this is what Netra is called. Papa met when he was 3, didn't he Ma?"

"Yes, Pa. It was only then that Mytha was born." replied Fathia with a smile.

"Night, Cake. I'm Netra."

"Night, Netra. Don't be so stiff. Just call Grandpa, like Kale and Mytha. Isn't it Myt?"

"Yup. Right. Uh, Grandpa brought a gift by you Kak, for us. Original from Singapore."

"By-by? Native to Singapore? Grandpa, ah he means Grandpa from Singapore?"

"The Grandpa's house is there. Granpa lives with your brother, Kaleon."

"Oh, you mean, this Grandpa, Kak Kaleon's grandfather?"

"Yes that's how it is."

"Netra, don't stand there, sit here." His mother patted the empty space on his left."

"Ah, I yes." Although a little surprised at the attitude of his mother, Netra still approached.

Mr. Dahlan is quite pleasant according to Netra, friendly and still looks fresh even though he is no longer young.

If his father is kind. His grandfather was friendly, so Kak Kale's pretentious nature where did it come from?

"Once in a while, play to Granpa, Netra and Mytha's place. You guys must be happy. If the pass is free, sometimes the Granpa also sails, sometime, you join the Grandpa sail. Anyway even though it is old like this, Granpa still cool when invited to walk. Ha ha ha."

"They're either busy, Pa. Somehow my fate. Have a hobby child stay away from all. Kale doesn't have to tell Papa anymore. Netra has not been home for long, from adolescence she has been living alone. This Mytha is also happier in the dorm. Had to wait for his father to get sick first to get together."

"Dad, why talk like that." Netra scowled at her father's words. He knelt down and nodded his head in his father's lap.

"Hmm, if that's the case, it won't look thatuh, which sister is also the big brother." Mytha spoke while clutching the pillow tighter.

Still busy chatting and chiming each other, a servant came and whispered into Adi Dharma's ear.

The middle-aged man nodded. "We'd better go straight to the dining room. Kale's been waiting there."

* * *

Menu at the table. Best cuisine from a good chef. Everyone sits in their own position. Just now the assistant served the menu on each plate, Alfaro came.

"Good night everyone. At the gathering here it turns out."

"Alfa night, come join us." Only Adi Dharma spoke, Fathia replied with a smile.

"Netra, slide her down, honey, let Alfaro be near your mother."

Netra exhaled slowly. Shifting the seat meant that he had to sit next to Alfaro opposite Kale.

Alfaro is a cousin he didn't like. His eyes made him uncomfortable, let alone his chatter. It's the same as uncomfortable. That man had been missing for almost ten years. Netra thought Brazil had made her forget her way home. It turns out he's still back.

"Darling, please get me that chicken." Alfaro thrust his plate at Netra.

Netra was still silent, while Adi Dharma who understood Netra's position told the assistant to take what Alfaro wanted.

"Alfa, don't tease your cousin. We're having dinner again."

"Ah, Uncle. I miss Netra. We haven't seen you in a long time, sweetie."

"It has. Don't tease!"

"OK-okay."

Everything Alfaro said did not change Kale at all. He still enjoys the dishes. Occasionally ask what is in the dish to the chef on duty.

It did not escape Netra's attention.

It's so complicated to just eat.

Netra smile. He remembered the pile of instant noodles he had brought from the apartment. Soon he will enjoy it.

"Oh yes, Kale, how, there is a date, when will you and Netra get married?"

"What?" It was not Kale, Alfaro's voice that just responded to Adi Dharma's question.

"Uncle is strange, Kale and Netra are brothers, where maybe they married. Aren't any of them not Uncle's biological children? Is the rumor true?"

The atmosphere in the dining room looked so different after Alfaro's words.

"Speak good Alfaro, let alone this dining table. A little wrong you can choke on." Kale tapped his spoon and fork, "Netra is my sister. We can't get married. After all, no one cared about cheap rumors, unless he was trash." Kale moved wiping his mouth with tisue.

"I'm done." Kale stands.

Netra held a smile.

Alfaro.