Jealous of Being Autumnous

Chapter 4's

Seoul, September 1, 2017

These words are just annoying. I threw it away and went back until I spent a lot of time. I touched on what I put on this blank piece of paper. How to please my dear brother? We haven't fought for a long time. If we have been united in a room by a time that is not so long, maybe I have run out and last I hit with knitting spoiled sister that is a reliable move.

There was a lot of trash scattered everywhere, all the way to the Dwi table that was right behind me. Dwi also comes with a cool style mengasikan it. Condemn the amount of paper scattered.

"Who's this scattering the papers?" I responded with a smile.

"Oh..." He also took a piece of paper that was lying down.

"For Rahul?" Strong question.

"Yes he's my brother" I'll explain in more detail.

"Sister or girlfriend?" Said not happy.

"Sepupu. Ongmong by the way what do I give you later Wi?"

"Ask the flies that fly!" He left the class with a pissed-off face.

Forget about her being upset, it's time to finish the paper, and make the best of it for her beloved sister. This time I changed myself to be more comfortable with my sister. The character he has really made the women all have a crush on him. Handsome and sholeh. If he's not my cousin, maybe I like him more than anyone else. We are like brothers and sisters who cannot be separated. But after there was a statement between the families about our closeness like a magnet, the matchmaking began. I don't think this is entrusted. I considered him my dear brother. Butwhat? The Siti Nurbaya era began again, I think this is not normal.

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The school hours have arrived. From the beginning of entering, only when Dwi had talked with me. The sweet taste now looks like a lion. Not used to the hours of rest he himself to the cafeteria without disturbing me and taking me. He dodged and said harshly. What the hell happened to him? I can't stand to keep quiet. Maybe it's my fault that I've soiled the seating area.

"Ra yuk's coming home together!" Wail my eyes.

"What'sthis? He's not angry. Buty? It was showing its ferocity. What wind carried him away, "Dream that face.

"Ra, howling. Hey it's late at night you're home." He waved his hand.

"Eh... Mianhae Wi's. Hm... Yuk!" Reply me.

No time to go up, across the street a man called my name very loudly.

"ZAHRAA!!!" Shouts, heckles,

"Mianhae Wi, I've been picked up."

"No papa." Called lazy.

He's the one who picked me up. That attention is precious today. Rahul Ihsan AR's. Dear and most TOP sister at heart. Using a motorcycle with a cool facial water. How glad I was he picked up. Even though he had just returned from Busan, there was a Science competition that he participated in there. Do not forget we cultivate greetings between brothers and sisters who are very well known, or signs when they have met. Against the tired face, he displayed the smile before me.

As always, what has become a tradition meets. He erased my tubers, the sign of affection was very heavy. We also enjoy the beauty of dusk, under the trees that are dry.

"Who was that deck, your girlfriend?" The question surprised me.

"Not my brother just an ordinary friend" I said with a boxy smile.

"Friends or friends?"

"Law... Sick tau," Ringisnya.

When the Azan Magrib reverberated, we reached home. Very surprised and gave the impression of being gasped for all.

Peeerr...

That trumpet sound. Happy birthday to you! Greetings from mom and her parents. I'm not among the suprise makers this time. Even I was caught off guard when I stepped foot into the house. He immediately hugged his parents and was moved by all this. He cut his favorite chocolate sponge cake, and I'm actually a chocolate charmer too.

After eating a one-piece cake, we hurried to take the water and pray Magrib congregate. May the sweet voice cool this heart. He became a priest this time. Closed by greetings and prayers, I offer this very meaningful prayer to Him.

In the dining room

"How do you answer to this match?" Ask mother.

"Wait for the right time, ma'am." Said doubtful.

"According to Zahra?" Follow mother.

"If God wills I will." Bows.

"Of course, they're going to pursue a career first." Said his father very right. Mother just smiled manyun.

Bosen heard all this. I was alone too, while waiting for my brother, there was something I would give him. Not long after he came. That handsome look came along with a beautiful night, and a ray of light flashed onto his beautiful face.

"Why the deck, how to get to the back garden so late? It will be noon, will it?"

"Shhtt... Just quiet!" put my finger on my lips.

"What the hell is the deck?"

"No..." I gave you a parcel.

He looks excited. Although only cocoa, peci and Qur'an clothes that I gave for him. But this is what he's waiting for. He accidentally grabbed me unconsciously. I was just glued at that moment. And then he let go, pinched this cheek and rubbed my tubers again.

"Thank you my dear, dear" said the sweet.

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The morning was less supportive. The cloud and the precipitation of the rain fell not so much, but the wind carried this cold temperature so much that it pierced the bones. Go to my beloved sister's bell, and she goes to school. It says we're just a few months different. He was first born then I was small and very make my biological brother happy to see it. One way with it, because it's all the way.

I arrived at school and I greeted him politely, not like the usual days I looked disrespectful. I walked a long enough hallway. Many of them who make this eye hot will be inappropriate behavior, making out at school, it is not a public place? In front of their class. Including this one child, who else if not Dwi his name. He sits with the opposite sex who is quite charming. But, the boy was wearing a very tight skirt above the knees, just deserved that he was comfortable there.

"Smile don't pout!" His words were soft, not as usual cold to me.

The woman replied with a sweet smile. I entered with anger and annoyance. I slammed the door leaf with all my might, so they were shocked.

"Why is this happening to me?" This lament affects the tears. And this time it made me realize there was something different about this feeling towards her. I'm looking for solid evidence of true feelings.