Marry my Raise Brother
Chapter 83
The sound of music is heard deafening the ears. Then the nightclub visitors nudged the movements of Erka and Ayleen who were still holding each other. With the help of a security, both pass through the crowd decorated with flickering lights and the loud sound of the sound system that accompanies young people moving uncontrollably on the dance floor.
Ayleen shuddered, further draping his body on the burly figure in front of him. His other hand squeezed in the back of Erka's shirt.
“Are you okay?” Erka turned around as she felt something amiss behind her back.
“I'm fine, Brother.” Ayleen tried to be calm even though his voice sounded trembling.
A creepy night world for Ayleen, the Hutomo family's beloved innocent girl. If he dared to come here, it is certain that Daddy and Mommy will rampage endlessly.
“Ayo.” Erka pulled Ayleen to walk slightly in front of her through the party.
“Awaited Mr. Rarendra. Others are already in.” Security opens the door and welcomes.
The atmosphere in the room was much different from the place they had just passed by. Here more private, there is no loud music with the sea of humans moving without direction. A wide glass cozy design on one of the walls showcasing the capital at night that never dies.
“RK, you're coming, Bro!” A tall man greeted. Tucked between the middle and index fingers, the feet of the crystal glass are filled with reddish liquid.
“Bro, sorry.” Erka hugged a glance patting her best friend's shoulder. “Others have arrived?”
Erka suddenly clutched Ayleen's slender waist as Rarendra's gaze moved on the girl. Jealous fog coats the clear eyes of adult men who suddenly become possessive.
“Wah, Ayleen came too?” The man named Rarendra Tan said hello. Almost a victim of the matchmaking Hutomo Putra, Erka's best friend already knew a little about Ayleen.
“Ya, Brother.” A smile is presented by Ayleen to the owner of the celebration.
“Happy to enjoy the party.” Rarendra thrust his hand in front of Ayleen and was immediately grabbed by Erka.
“No need for pleasantries. You have known Ayleen since childhood,” said Erka Ketus.
“Of course. She's my future wife!” erka firmly with bluntness.
“Wait-wait, how the story of the girl who was about to be betrothed to me suddenly became his own sister's wife.” Rarendra.
“Do not pretend not to know. We grew up together.”
“As for Ayleen I know. But, you and Cindy?” Rarendra. Before long the man was slipping. “Seriously? “
Erka nodded.
“Ja-so, Cindy really died?” Rarendra refused to believe it.
“Yup.” Erka nodded back.
“Oh my God's. I’m so sorry for your loss.” Rarendra said slowly. Erka and Ayleen together.
It's insane! His wife had just died and Putra's Hutomo family was not grieving. They were busy preparing a wedding for their recently widowed son. Even crazier, with his own sister. Oh, God.
“Join with others.” Rarendra pening immediately imagined the complexity of Erka's life. Before releasing his best friend, he still had time to whisper softly.
“Be careful, inside a lot of your bedmates first. I'm afraid your sister .. em I mean your future wife is jealous.”
Erka glared, hurriedly glancing towards Ayleen. He could breathe a sigh of relief if he did not notice the change in his sister's face.
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