Loving my best friend's sister

Defends

During the day, Marsya has been allowed to go home because his condition is healthy, and his dizziness has also disappeared.

Brandon walked side by side with Marsya, his hands always clasped tightly with Marsya's hands. Although Marsya's beginning refused, but with all his persuasion finally Marsya relented and let his hands in his hands.

"I'm anterin you're coming home?"

"What am I doing, brother?" Ask Marsya.

"You are, just healthy already thinking about work. Mr. El knows everything, so don't worry. We go to work tomorrow, because it's Sunday."

"Sunday? I should sell cookies today."

"Let me help you sell. Let's go home first." Invite Brandon, Marsya also agreed.

When he arrived at the parking lot, Marsya was desperate to find a matic motorbike used by Brandon. But Brandon got into the car park instead.

"Why not use a motorbike?" Ask Marsya.

"Why? Let's just hug that?" Temptation Brandon, and successfully make Marsya blush. Right, she really likes to hug Brandon, feels comfortable, warm and safe.

"This is Raka's bang car, I came here with this car. My bike's in the office, because I'm not in the mood to bring a motorbike after knowing you're missing." Brandon.

"Get in, we're going home, baby." Brandon said again, because Marsya just pegged on the side of the car.

"I'm afraid of drunkenness Brother."

"Open the window, come on." Brandon, hesitating Marsya into the car, can't even put a seatbelt on.

With his sensitization, Brandon put the belt, making his chest pounding violently because his position is very close to Marsya, let alone the breath of Marsya very noticeably swept across his face.

Brandon brought his face closer, and kissed Marsya's right cheek lightning, after which he distanced her face. And neutralize his facial expression.

All the way home, there was silence. No one started any conversation, the atmosphere felt very awkward.

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They reached the slum of Marsya, where neighbors could be seen lined up on the side of the road when they saw the sedan driving slowly.

"What's wrong with them, baby?" Brandon asked, when he saw Julid Marsya's neighbor.

"So, whatever it is will be bad. Soon the big gossip will spread." Answer Marsya.

"What rumors?"

"See, but whatever it is I'm used to so I'll be fine." Marsya answered, then smiled sweetly.

Brandon stops his car in Marsya's yard, Brandon comes out first and opens the door for Marsya.

Marsya who got a sweet treatment from Brandon, immediately singled out her sweet smile. She was so flattered by Brandon's treatment that the man made her feel special.

"Sir Aca.." shouted Nia from the living room, she ran to hug her sister.

"Yes, why?"

"Sister's okay, right? Handsome brother said, brother's sick so he's not coming home." Say Nia with teary eyes.

Last night before going to the hospital, Brandon came here first to tell about Marsya.

"Silver is fine, just exhausted. Let's go in."

Brandon tailed behind Marsya and Nia, but he was quite distracted with whispers from the neighbor's mouth behind him.

Wanting her taste she hit the mothers, but Marsya forbids her.

Brandon sat on the chair in the living room, he immediately smiled as Asih's mother greeted him kindly.

"Mother good?" Ask Brandon.

"What happened to Marsya? What's he sick of?" Ask Asih's Mom. Yesterday, Brandon didn't explain anything about Marsya.

"Marsya fainted while working mom, said the doctor she was just exhausted." Brandon replied lying, he did not want to make Marsya's mother worried and make her health deteriorate.

"That kid is stubborn, I told you not to get too tired. But he didn't listen to me."

"Marsya's a hardworking girl, ma'am." Brandon.

Before long, Marsya comes out of a small cubicle that may be her room, in her casual attire.

"It was late afternoon, I went home first. Tomorrow I'll pick you up, so don't leave before I get here."

"Rest.." Brandon.

Marsya just nodded, and Brandon walked out of the shabby little house.

Even when out, Marsya's neighbors still stand on the side of the road and gossip Marsya who came home in a luxury car.

Brandon walked closer to the gossip mums, he eavesdropped on their conversation.

"*What does Marsya actually do? Yesterday his return home in anter guy with a motorbike, now use a luxury sedan car?"

"Don't she be a night woman for a side job, yakan?"

"It could be dong, if not where he wants from to buy the old mother's medicine for the sick man, or the cost for his sister Sania."

"Yes, it's beautiful to be PL*."

They stopped the conversation when they heard someone thumping, Brandon looked at the faces of the gossip mums with an annoyed look.

"Excuse me, don't you guys have a job?"

"Oh yes, I forgot. You are indeed mothers who have no work, who can only talk about others."

"I asked, do you have any girls? What if what you said just turned around and happened to your son hmm?" No one answered, they spoke a thousand languages. Only occasionally stared at Brandon.

"Imagine, how does it feel when your girls are gossiped like this? You guys even talked about it with something bad?"

"Have you? Please respect others, you are parents. Marsya is a good girl, she wants to work hard for her family."

"And what did you say? She's a night woman or PL? It has to be before you talk you think first, don't you think about Marsya's feelings?"

"I'm not Marsya's family, but he's my friend in the office. And I know she's not a treasure-crazed tife girl, willing to sacrifice her future and honor. Until here get it?"

"Your age is older than mine, but it turns out that age cannot guarantee a manhood. In my opinion, talking about Marsya behind that is a childish trait. Not ashamed of it?"

"The disrespectful young man." Say one of the mothers with a tinge.

"Well, let's just say I'm not polite. I'm not here either, but to be honest as a friend of the girl you guys are talking about I'm so offended! Better, if you don't know the truth, don't lead a bad opinion."

"You ever imagined how mentally devastated Marsya was when you heard all the chatter you dropped her? with all the disgrace, which not even her, have you ever thought of getting there?"

They were silent, looking deep. Mentally already, in the nasehati teenagers who even his age is much younger than them.

"Do work that is approximately useful, not gossiping about girls. I asked, what are the benefits? There's no, is there?"

"All right, a saying from me. Excuse me." Brandon said, annoyed, and went into his car.

In this era, there are indeed many girls who are looking for money in an instant way, but not for Marsya. She prefers to work as an office girl, a job that is looked down upon by some people.

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Must have mental steel anyway if you have a neighbor model so🙄

leave a trail, and gift yes, coffee aja deh early in the morning nice coffee, right?🤭🤭 ngarep😂