Marry my Raise Brother
Chapter 14
Geck, tok, tok.
The sound of a knock on the door of the room shocked Ayleen who had just walked out of the bathroom. This day preoccupied with college assignments, the girl was only able to clean up before dinner.
“Who?”
Silence, no outside answer. Ayleen chose to do the makeup and prepared to go downstairs to enjoy dinner. Just as the girl dropped her body on the dresser chair, suddenly a knock rang out again.
Geck, tok, tok.
“Who?”
Half-screaming, the bathrobe-clad girl was still not willing to get up to find out.
“Any,” grunts. He chose to dry his wet hair.
However, the new hairdryer shouted out loud, faintly he again heard a knock on the door.
“Who is this a prank?” Ayleen grumbled, stepping his foot to the door to confirm who had harassed him.
The new door gap opened a few centimeters as Ayleen felt a tight push from the outside. Erka seemed to sneak in presumptuously and surprised the room owner.
“Kak Erka?” Ayleen did not believe what he saw. The eldest brother he had recently avoided had now appeared before his eyes.
Brucks. Erka closed the room door and locked it immediately.
“Kak, what's up?” Ayleen. The grown man suddenly clasped his hands and carried him sitting on the lip of the bed.
Canggung greets the two, remembering their secret meeting a few weeks ago and ending with a lick of lips. To be honest, until now Ayleen still can not forget. It was his first kiss, and Erka took it by force.
“Leen, maybe under there is Rarendra.” Erka opened her voice. The man looked riled up, looking at Ayleen who was sitting opposite him.
“Indeed why?”
“Daddy accidentally invited him to come to dinner with us.” Erka explained slowly.
He swallowed the saliva as his gaze fixed on the bathrobe that wrapped Ayleen's body uncovered and flaunted his sister's smooth legs.
Ayleen.
“I ... I suspect .. em.” Erka stammered. The man nodded. Dirty thoughts suddenly took hold of his mind, imagined Ayleen who was wearing nothing behind a kimono towel.
He growls. Both hands clenched, trying not to touch his sister. The shadow of her sweet lips was making fun of him.
“Why with Kaka Rendra?”
“She's a female player.” Erka answered briefly.
“That is, Brother?” Ayleen was confused, tidying up the end of the bathrobe when he realized Erka's gaze continued to be fixed on both legs.
“Rarendra likes to change women. He never really loved. Assume the woman is just a bedmate.”
Ayleen was confused. “What does Erka mean?”
“Ya it. Be careful with Rarendra. She's a female player.”
“Kak Erka freak. It has nothing to do with me. Rendra is a nobody. Why tell me everything.” Ayleen smelled a smile.
“Some, Leen. Daddy deliberately invited her here to set him up with you. Trust me, Leen. You should reject it. You won't be happy with him. He loved only one woman in his lifetime, his ex-girlfriend who died in an accident a few years ago. Besides, no one loved her.” Erka explained.
Ayleen just listened. “Kak Erka freak. Daddy couldn't possibly match me with him. It was just ...”
Geck, tok, tok.
The sound of knocking on the door shocked the two. Before long, the voice of the home assistant called out.
“Non, called Sir. There are guests looking for Non Ayleen.”
“Yes, Ma'am. I'm getting ready.” Ayleen replied from inside the room.
“Tuh, what I said is true, right?” Erka whispers. “You must reject firmly, Leen. Don't want to be betrothed to Rarendra. It's been 21st century, no match-making.” Erka persuaded.
“Ya. Brother Erka out, I want to get ready.” Ayleen got up and pushed Erka out of the room.
“Leen, don't forget my message earlier.” Erka turned around before exiting the room.
“ Yes, exit now. I want to get ready.” Ayleen opened the room door and pushed his sister out.
Erka could breathe a sigh of relief after successfully instigating Ayleen. Now, he just needs to heat up Ersa. He was sure his sister would not willing Ayleen fall into the hands of Rarendra.
Smiling satisfied, she stepped towards Ersa's room without knowing someone was watching her. Yes, a pair of eyes had been watching him since knocking on the door and sneaking into the room of the youngest daughter of Hutomo Putra.
