
“Badness!” Erka could clearly hear the conversation between her sister and Ayleen. “He must have deliberately lured me.” Erka clenched her hands.
Jealousy is real, he can't just throw it away. His feelings for Ayleen could no longer be hidden. He can lie and hide it from the world, but he cannot avoid and lie to himself.
He had thought he would express that feeling to his foster sister. But Ersa ruined everything. He was forced to abandon his intention to come clean, enjoy his jealousy when he heard that the man who was younger than him had the same feelings.
Sighing repeatedly, Erka growled as all her plans fell apart. He had to feel alone. I don't know until when, what he knows at this time is so big regret. God punished him in a painful way.
The foster sister who had been betrothed to him, was rejected outright. After that, he regretted his decision. Accepting fate is tied to a lifetime with Cindy and buries her deep feelings of love.
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Days of preparing a move to the city of Bandung, finally the day came as well. Early in the morning, two cars were parked neatly in the yard. Hutomo not only brought his wife and daughter, but also brought the driver and his workers.
Ayleen seemed restless in his room, staring at the room that had been a witness to his life's journey all along. There was a sense of reluctance, but there was no other choice.
“I'll miss this place.” Ayleen said softly. Standing before the door of the room, he spread his gaze around. Suitcases containing clothes and personal equipment have been in the car since early in the morning.
“I'll miss you too, Leen.”
Ayleen gasped as Ersa hugged him from behind. The man could not be heard approaching, but he suddenly grabbed him.
“Kak?” Ayleen sculpting.
“I think you're already under.” Ersa whispered softly. The hug tightened, the young man was enjoying the scent coming out from Ayleen's long hair. So soothing and like opium. All this time he did not care, secretly enjoying his own feelings. Until Erka opened her eyes, shrinking her spirit to struggle.
Ersa's embrace is soothing, but a little different from Erka's embrace, which has often quietly done the same. Ayleen was confused, his own feelings were still floating. From the beginning, they thought the two were the same. Perfect brothers who always protect her at every turn. Lately, however, both attitudes have changed.
Erka with her strangeness and Ersa with more tenderness than usual. Both often say sweet words that mean more than just sister.
“This week I'll catch up with you to Bandung.” Ersa whispered softly.
“Ya, Brother.”
Ayleen. In his silence, he could feel the warmth enveloping. He was only an adopted son but was given excessive attention by his two brothers.
“Leen, I'm serious. I'll fight for you.” Ersa started to express her feelings again. “I've asked you to Mommy.”
Ersa's statement jerks. Ayleen did not expect that his second brother would be this serious.
Playing Ayleen's body frozen in place, he was seen as a pitch-black bead of eyes and implied confusion.
“I will still struggle to soften Mommy until she approves of me, Leen.”
Ayleen. “Kak Ersa seriously?” The feminine voice was hanging.
“Very.” Ersa's answer was convincing. “Wait for me, until then arrive .. These two hands will take care of you. These two shoulders will hug and hold you, Leen.” Sweet words can catapult Ayleen's feelings plain.
“Wait for me, we will start that journey from now.” Ersa whispered softly before anchoring the kiss on her sister's cheek and forehead.
The younger sister whom he had guarded since childhood, now wanted to bring him into the bond called marriage. A foreign feeling that he did not realize suddenly appeared. Jealousy spread and controlled themselves right when Ayleen and Erka arranged marriage was echoed some time ago.
He is not sincere, jealousy rushes and he is grateful when Erka refuses, offering another girl to marry.
“Leen, wait for me, yes?” reset Ersa.
Nodding the head made Ersa shot high. Ayleen agreed without much thought.
“Say yes and we will start it,” Ersa said.
Sighing deeply, Ayleen bit his lower lip before replying.
“Ya.” The smile on the thin seedling was still not completely willing. However, Ayleen could see earnestness that he could not possibly let down.
Seriate.