Marry my Raise Brother

Chapter 75

“Sa, called Erka in her room. Looks like there is a little problem with the new factory.” Erick examines Ayleen and Ersa. Those two lovebirds were still in an unusual position.

“Sorry.” Ersa hurriedly took off her arms. You can be sure that Erick pitted everything will fall apart.

“Alright, I also want to go to the room Erka.” Ayleen. Walking hurriedly, he had to get out of Ersa's room as soon as possible. It would be a problem if he who is soon to be married, suddenly caught hugging another man. Even if you are your own brother, you still cannot.

Ersa tailed behind Ayleen, walked in the same direction and left Erick alone. He could only pray that his sister's assistant wouldn't complain. Don't want everything to be messy and impact on his sister.

Erick's right lip was raised upwards. The young man stared fixedly at the backs of the two along with the sound of regular knocking of shoes echoing on the floor. Before long, he walked tailed with both hands tucked in his pants pocket. 

Erka's assistant's gaze was still fixed on the beautiful girl carrying a lunch box. His brain also told his own story. The news of Erka and Ayleen's marriage is a joy unto her own. He will make sure that all of this happens in accordance with the plans of Hutomo and Veronica.

“You'll soon be a real Hutomo. Congratulations Ayleen Princess.” Erick smile. His steps looked relaxed, staring straight ahead.

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“Kak Erka, I brought you lunch.” Ayleen went in first, put the bag on the desk. 

The owner of the room looked surprised. There was no wind, no rain, suddenly the wife-to-be showed up to bring her lunch. He saw the sweet girl who by noon looked beautiful in a silk-colored tosca dress.

“You want me to prepare?” ask Ayleen. He took the boxes out of his bag. 

“Bby.” 

Erka's answer along with the sound of the door of the room opening. Ersa appeared from behind the door. The young man's voice sounded awkward, his gaze fixed on Ayleen as he spoke.

Worth it! He chose to deliver food to my room first. So he had time to serve Erka.

Ersa's palms clenched, eyes reddened as jealousy enveloped her heart. Tiring to control himself, the young man threw his gaze elsewhere.

Suffocate. A word that is easy to pronounce, but difficult to live. Every brother looked at Ayleen, his heart sliced. Thing but not bleeding.

“Please control to factory. Daddy won't let me handle it until the wedding. Especially if you have to get out of town.” Erka's gaze was fixed on Ayleen who was not disturbed at all.

“Ya, Brother.” Ersa according. His voice sounded weak. The view did not change even a bit from Ayleen.

“You've had lunch?” ask Erka. As an older sister, of course he understood Ersa's current hurt feelings. But he also had no choice.

“I'll eat in my room. Ayleen also brought me earlier.” 

“Oh yes?” Erka played her eyebrows, dropping a glance at the little sister who would soon be dragged into the wedding.

“Yes, Brother. Mommy's Crib. I was asked to bring you two lunch. Mommy cooks herself.” Ayleen. Don't want this unimportant discussion to be long. 

Erka nodded. A suspicious secuil suddenly appeared in the corner of his heart. What happened to her sister and future wife in Ersa's room. Of jealousy? Sure oes. That feeling now undermined his heart.

“Leen, I want to eat now,” Erka's pinta with a sluggish voice. A love he's never shown lately.