Love Wrong Target

Chapter 23 Dilemma

"Yes non, the non Alena boyfriend had dinner here with den Rafka as well. handsome loh non, his face looks like a Korean oppa so, ouch!" bik Imas began to tell stories with enthusiasm, while bik Siti seemed to continue the work of washing dishes that had not been stretched.

The two domestic assistants did have opposite traits. Bik Imas is more talkative alias chatty while the more silent bik Siti and her hands alone are a lot of work.

"oh yeah bik? I was very busy at the boutique, so I could not come to dinner at home" explained Namira.

"oh... so anyway?! it was like non Alena same den Rafka waiting for the arrival of non Namira" continued bik Imas.

"then Alenya now where's the bik?"

"it looks like in the non room, it was because bibik denger den Rafka same non Alena fight, when her boyfriend has gone, non Alenya directly into the room while slamming the door" bik Imas continued his story with facial expressions in the style of a complex mother who was eager to gossip.

Imas' speech succeeded in making Namira surprised, because during knowing Rafka, the man never said in a high tone or quarreled with his sister.

Namira thought there must be a serious problem going on between them, but did not know exactly what the problem was. What is clear is that he suspects that the problem is related to Alena's boyfriend, because they had a fight after the arrival of the man who has the status of Alena's boyfriend.

"that's why I met Alena first yes bik" said Namira then immediately went to her sister-in-law's room after getting an answer from the Imas bik.

Namira knocks on Alena's bedroom door slowly after arriving in front of her room. He knocked on the door several times while calling out the name of his sister-in-law. Not long after, the door opened and Alena stood behind the door with eyes fixed. It seems like she has been crying too much since.

"Alena.. Why are you?" Namira felt sorry to see the state of his sister-in-law who looked chaotic and disheveled.

"sister Namira.." instead of answering, Alena instead cried and hugged her sister-in-law, even though they were not too close, maybe the girl was being carried away by her mellow feelings.

"what's the matter, Alena? if there is a problem you can tell the same brother" said Namira gently while patting Alena's back, trying to calm her down.

Seeing Alena's current state, Namira recalls her past. He used to be in the same position as Alena. Crying because of the one you love. It's just that there are different, he used to cry for the betrayal of the lover, while Alena cried for her unbreeded love and get opposition from her brother.

Namira took Alena by the hand and directed her to sit on the edge of the bed to make it more comfortable to express her grievances. He hoped that it would be able to slightly reduce the burden on his sister-in-law's mind.

Alena's still as excited in Namira's arms. And he just let his brother-in-law do it. He would wait until Alena's cries stopped for the girl to feel a little relieved as she had already vented her emotions with tears.

"sister Rafka did not notice my relationship with my boyfriend brother Namira, he asked me to break up" Tukas Alena on the sidelines of her crying that began to subside.

"what's the reason for Alena? there's no way Rafka's sister would ask you to do that without any reason" Namira said trying to be neutral, not taking sides with one of them.

"the reason Rafka's sister doesn't make sense, she just says she doesn't like my boyfriend and says that he's not a good guy"

"do you know her very well Alena?" Namira tries to draw conclusions from the answers that come from the mouth of her sister-in-law.

"that you calm down first yes, let brother help you talk to your brother so he does not maximize his will so!" namira's words made her sister-in-law immediately raise her head and look seriously at her.

"do you really want to help me?" Alena doesn't believe what she's hearing.

"surely I will help you, Alena" Namira repeated her sentence again so that Alena could be more confident in her words.

"thank you very much, Brother Namira!" looks like a beam of hope implied from the girl's innocent face.

"sama Alena. ya already that brother to the room first yes. brother will try to talk to your sister now" Namira rose from her seat while still holding Alena's hand.

Alena nodded strongly approving the idea of her sister-in-law with a million hopes in her heart. She hopes that after this everything will change and her biological brother blesses her relationship with the man she loves so much.

Namira closes the door to Alena's room back, then walks towards her room and Rafka. After arriving at the room, Namira instead saw her husband was closing his eyes on the bed he used to use.

Namira again made sure by approaching Rafka. looking carefully at her eyelids. If her eyelids twitch it means she is only pretending to sleep, and vice versa.

"Rafka, I want to talk to you" Namira boldly said after seeing a slight movement of her husband's eyelids.

The man did not respond, just silent as if he did not hear Namira's words. And it made Namira feel so upset that she hit a pillow in a row until Rafka ended the play.

Rafka finally gave up. He opened his eyes in discomfort with Namira's constant pillow attack.

"What the hell?? so distracting!" after opening the eyes that had been closed.

"do not do most of the acting! I want to talk about Alena" Namira said, which made Rafka's feelings worse. He turned his back to Namira and closed his eyes again, pretending to be sleepy.

"Ih.. Rafka!!" Namira screams right in Rafka's ear, which makes the man wake up instantly while rubbing his ears because of the sound of his wife's cry.

"uh... why else?!" grouse Rafka.

"why did you tell Alena to break up with her boyfriend? alena said he was a good man, you know?! you're so mean to your own brother. Kasian Alena to cry so because of her childish sister!" namira was long.

If you knew who Alena's real boyfriend was, Namira, you wouldn't be able to say that.

ah.. What should I do now? should I tell Namira the truth?