Loving my best friend's sister

Sad Moment

"Don't you miss your dad, Brand?" Asked the man, Brandon stared at the man in front of him without blinking. How not, the figure that he had been looking for all this time, the one he had most been waiting for his arrival after he remembered all of his, was now standing tall before him. With a grown man he never saw that face.

Brandon was unmoved, but his eyes were glazed at the man in front of him.

Mike turned his face away, he knew this sad moment was coming too. She had to be strong, even though she actually wanted to hug and tell him how much she was trying to find her sister.

"Pope.." Calling Brandon softly, a second later Brandon hugged Roberts tightly, he spilled all his misfortune all this time on the father's shoulder.

"Yes, it's papa dear.." Mr. Roberts replied, his voice trembling.

"Where have you been all this time, Pa, why is it so hard to find papa. I miss papa, really." Brandon said, he said everything he felt since the accident he experienced until now.

"Papa's sick, and go to Korea baby."

"Is papa okay?" Brandon asked, they were still hugging tightly, channeling an excited longing.

The invited guests were moved by this melow atmosphere, they were seen several times rubbing the tip of his eyes with a tissue.

Raka embraces Lita's shoulder, Lita has been crying sobbing, she certainly knows how Brandon has been doing all this time, how he often daydreams because he misses his father figure.

"His happiness is complete already dear, don't cry. This is when she's happy, after everything she's been through." Lita nodded her head, it had been enough all this time Brandon felt the pain of being separated from the only old man he had.

Likewise with Haris and Bella, Bella could not help but cry when she saw Brandon crying, shedding tears that had been held for two years.

"Bag,"

"Dear, don't cry." Haris said, stroking his wife's back slowly.

Brandon broke his embrace, he looked at the papa with puffy eyes. It was not enough that he hugged her for long.

"Is papa okay?" Ask Brandon,

"Of course, papa is fine now. Otherwise, surely papa wouldn't have watched papa's youngest son marry his idol girl." Answer Roberts.

"This is your wife Brand? Well, you're good at picking women." Praise Robert, he glanced at Mike who was still standing rigidly beside him.

"Yes Pa, his name is Marsya Sabilla."

"Papa tau, was papa dengerin you said ijab."

"Brand, meet Mike." Robertson. Because before her the two never met once.

"Ohh hello Mike, I'm Brandon." Brandon extended his hand to get acquainted.

But unexpectedly, Mike hugged Brandon tightly.

"I'm having a really hard time finding you, deck. It's very hard to find a clue about yourself in this country."

"Wait, deck? what does this mean?" Brandon asked, not understanding the situation.

"You're my brother Brandon, you're my brother. I'm sorry your brother failed to look after you." Mike answered, he was still hugging Brandon.

"Yes, that's Mike Robertson. Papa's firstborn." Robert explained.

After knowing the facts, Brandon broke back into tears, hugging Mike tightly.

"Nobody anywhere, why don't you ever find me or see me."

"Sister's busy with the deck brother's job, sorry." Mike said with regret.

Marsya was again touched by this moment, there are many surprises today, from starting his magnificent marriage, meeting father and son, as well as meeting sister and sister.

"Thank you for making my moment more meaningful Pa, sis."

"Of course none of this would have happened without the intervention of my two great brothers." Brandon boasts of his two older brothers.

"Come here bang.." Call Brandon, Raka and Haris with each other lyrics and walk slowly closer to the guarantee.

"This is Raka Perwira Pa, all this time Brandon stayed with her. This is Haris Atmaja, Brandon's second brother, if Raka bang busy Brandon must botherin bang Haris." Babe Brandon. Raka and Haris just smiled awkwardly, let alone Raka, she had previously met Roberts during that time trap.

"I know you Raka, thank you for being kind to my son, sorry that my son often troubles you."

"No sir, Brandon I consider my own brother. I love her." Raka answered with a smile.

"Thank you for that, son." Sir Roberts said to Haris.

"Sama-sama sir, do not hesitate and speak formally to me. I'm just a regular guy." Answer Haris.

They also chatted, leaving for a moment the newlyweds who still received a lot of congratulations.

"What do I call you after this?" Ask Brandon.

"Darling, I'll call you Mas." Marsya replied slowly.

"I feel old called Mas, what about honey?" Ask Brandon.

"Have it, don't think about it first. Now my legs are sore." Marsya complains, his legs are sore because they stand too long.

Brandon crouched down and opened his high heels on both of his beautiful wife's legs, even prettier than his sandals. Like his this slipper it's insecure with his wife's feet.

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