Lured Duda Artist

Identity Fanatic

Miss Mia gave her rough breath before knocking on the door.

Despite knowing her attempt at knocking on the door would be useless, Miss Mia still tried.

"Sister Nia. It's me Mia. I'm in ya."

Silent for a while, waiting for an answer that remained unheard, Miss Mia finally chose her own way to stay inside using the spare key.

Hearing the door open with the key, the fanatical fan called Nia growled. He walked past some broken glass that automatically injured his leg. He doesn't care. He kept walking towards the door and shouted.

"Don't be rude to you, Mia. Don't come in!"

But late, Miss Mia managed to open the door before Nia came to hold back.

"Damn it! Get out! Stay with me alone!"

Miss Mia looked around. The condition of this room could no longer be described, worse than the words of a room that was like a broken ship. Shards of shard everywhere. The television screen broke and broke, like it had been thrown. Clothes and rubbish. And other bad conditions that are difficult to explain one by one.

"We need to talk, brother." Miss Mia remained calm.

Miss Mia even closed the room door and locked it.

"What are you doing anyway?! Why here, sana keluaaaar. If not." with a threatening tone.

"When you do what? Nia sister wants anything else for me?"

Nia's eyes still blocked out in anger. But he did not answer let alone continue his words. He finally sat back down the chair and the desk with the laptop lit up. Where he spends a lot of time.

"Speak. Then after that come out."

"Sister Nia, before that you should treat your brother's feet that bleed. I will also clean up my sister's room. Where's the broom and medicine in this room, brother?" Miss Mia asked because she remembered her mother had given her medicine and broom to be kept specially in this room. This is not the first time, so it is not surprising that Mother and Miss Mia are not surprised.

"no need. Speak quickly! I have a lot to do!" finally Nia's emotions came back.

"Work? What are you doing now?" with a mocking tone.

Even though Miss Mia had promised her mother that she would be patient when talking and not be provoked to fight with her brother. But it is undeniable Miss Mia is very upset with the behavior of her brother who is now. So he felt he had to talk this way, hoping this tactic worked. Tactics by inviting his emotions but can also attract the attention of his brother to want to talk to him. Heard her brother turn glaring dislike the question being asked. But it had not answered anything, so Miss Mia spoke again.

"Former brother worked at a well-known agency company. Become stylish with a brilliant career. But in this room what is my sister doing? Sit down and keep looking for information about the girlfriend of that fucking idol sister!"

"Don't you dare to swear! Otherwise I kill you." shouted louder than his sister.

"Haha. Well, you're an expert on that. Kills. Even brother killed his own friend, when that person had great trust in brother while working with him. Oh. Brother realize not? Even Dad died because of brother too! Big brother the cause of Dad died! Now you want to kill me too? Huh uh?!"

"Aragh!"

Miss Mia choked because her sister, Nia, was gripping her neck right now. Strangled vigorously until Miss Mia could barely breathe.

"Shut up, you son of a bitch! Not because you're my sister, you think I can't kill you huh!"

Miss Mia had a mocking smile on the sidelines of her who was having trouble breathing. Making Nia even more annoyed, she tightened the grip of her hand on Miss Mia's neck.

"Kids! What are you guys doing? My God, you guys are okay, right?! Open the door! Nia! Mia! I beg you." From the door you screamed in frustration.

Nia regained her senses, then released her grip. Finally Miss Mia was able to catch her breath normally again. After that, Miss Mia answered her mother to make her more calm.

"We're fine Mom! Mother don't worry. If you could just cook dinner, then Nia and I will go down when mom is done." Miss Mia spoke loudly to hear her mother who was outside the door.

Then there was a loud bang coming from the footsteps of his mother meeting the floor. It seemed like the middle-aged woman was half-running her spirit.

After feeling that her mother would not listen to their conversation again, Miss Mia began to speak to her older sister. Miss Mia strengthened herself. I hope my actions this time are right. I hope I didn't take a wrong step, my God, Miss Mia prayed in her heart.

"What you're looking for, is, information about non-artist girlfriends that you're talking about? Ricky Sebastian Alexander's girlfriend?" Miss Mia had paused her words, fearing that she would regret ever revealing this.

"What..you know who he is? Nope. It seems like you even know him. Isn't that Mia?" ask her sister on target.

Damnit damnit! Why is my sister so sensitive. I got scared. Oh my God, please help me. It's the only thing I can do. I don't want Mom to continue to be sad and my sister to go crazy, Miss Mia muttered in her heart.

Nia grinned sinisterly, seeing her sister's apparent reaction.

"Haha. Dear sister! Tell me, who is the woman****** who snatched my lover!" I don't know since Nia's hand has gripped Miss Mia's shoulder.

Akh's. Brother gripped me firmly. Be ill. Damnit. I became more afraid.

"Say!!!"

"If I say, will you listen to my and Mom's words after this?" miss Mia asked her sister.

"Don't beat around. Just tell me who he is, the rest I'll find out."

"I won't say." turned around smilingly underestimating her brother. Provokes.

"Mia!" annoyed.

"Come down with me for dinner. Then listen to Mom, I'll tell you everything I know, about Mr. Tian and his girlfriend."

"Whatchu mean? Have you even met my Tian in person? Where'saaaaa?!" scream and shake Miss Mia's body.

"Yes, if you don't want to. I would never say it to brother." threw out his brother's grip violently.

As Miss Mia was about to walk away, it was felt that her brother's hand was holding Miss Mia's wrist.

"I'll go to dinner, I'll even clean up my room. You have to keep your promise to say everything. His-his old! You remember that, Mia!"

"Yes. I-i promise. Take a shower and clean the room. Then come down to eat. After the meal, we'll talk about it again."

After Miss Mia came out of her brother's room, her chest was unceasingly beating. Miss Mia could only pray that her decision to tell a secret that she knew was the right decision. And not harm anyone.

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Itsumo Arigatou.

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