Marry my Raise Brother
Chapter 43
“Kak, this is more than just love. How's your daughter?”
Ayleen pulled his hand from Erka's grasp. I can't imagine if the divorce had happened. An innocent red baby will be the victim.
“I don't want.” Ayleen refused.
“Leen, I beg.” Erka's face looked clear.
“Sorry, Brother. I can't.”
“Leen.”
Ayleen shook his head, throwing a glance out the window. The girl refused. It's impossible to follow the brother's unreasonable request.
“Leen.”
Erka's last struggle before finally choosing to drive a car to the house. Silence the sister quite answered all. That meant Ayleen refused to stand on his side. Having no choice, it seems he had to fight alone to melt the hearts of his parents.
Entering the luxurious residence of Hutomo Putra, Ayleen rushed down as the car stopped. No longer waiting for Erka, half running through the drizzle. He had to go to the room and ignore his brother.
“Leen, wait!” Erka with wet singlet running following. “We have to talk, Leen.” Erka ran up, down the stairs to be able to align her steps with her sister.
“What else do you want?” Ayleen monologues while holding the door handle.
“Leen.” Erka blocked her sister's wrist just as the girl was about to grab the doorknob of the room.
“What's up?”
“We have to talk.” The grip of the hand on the wrist was getting tighter, Erka would not take off before they finished talking.
“Let me go, Brother. We have no business.”
“There. We need to talk from heart to heart.” Erka pushed the door of the room and dragged Ayleen in.
The danger alarm went off in Ayleen's brain. The lightning in Erka's eyes could already be read. This is not the first, the man used to steal the opportunity in a moment of carelessness.
“I don't want to, Brother. We'll talk here.” Ayleen. His sister is married, he does not want to happen and then repeated again.
“Leen, I beg.” Erka half forced.
“I .. do not want.” With one free hand, he grasped the door frame. The last struggle before giving up, Ayleen did not want their mistakes repeated again. He is old enough to understand this situation.
“Aahh, Brother Erka.” Ayleen shouted as his body was pushed inside. The girl could only stare in resignation as her bedroom door closed and locked.
“Ka-kak Erka want what?” Ayleen panicked as his brother walked over. No one at home, no one can ask anyone for help.
“Do not be afraid, I just want to talk.” Erka made a sound as she saw Ayleen walking away from her.
“A-I don't trust Brother Erka anymore.” Ayleen. The girl's heart was pounding, her chest was rumbling violently.
“I promise, Leen. We're just talking. Sit!” decreed Erka. He couldn't see Ayleen being scared of him. It hurt when the panic lightning filled the eyeballs of the girl he loved.
Choosing to stand sculpting with both hands tucked in her pants pocket, Erka looked sadly at her youngest sister. Ayleen was standing on a different side of the bed.
“I don't trust Brother Erka anymore. Sis Erka used to cheat on me.” Ayleen pouting. His fear gradually disappeared when Erka did not move closer to him.
“I promise. Just talk. Won't touch. Something I want to say.”
“About what?”
“My relationship and Cindy.”
“I don't care. That's Erka's business, not mine. Get out of my room, brother. I beg. Don't scare me.”
Erka smile. “Leen, I'm Erka. Aryya Mighty Hutomo Son. Never will hurt you.”
