
“Leen, I'll pick up.” Erka got up after finishing her breakfast. Grabbing the work coat that was slung on the back of the chair, he said goodbye to everyone.
“Hah?” Ayleen will just feed the rice into his mouth.
“Jam lunch only. We all eat out.” Erka added. The man glanced at Ersa. His sister speaks a thousand languages.
Later, since Ayleen received an arranged marriage, Ersa had indeed avoided. No more talking and talking. It looks like you are keeping your distance.
“Ya, Brother.” Ayleen nodded.
“Ya. I'll go first, Mom, Dad.” Erka put on her work coat and walked out of the house.
Veronica who was sitting right by Ayleen's side suddenly rubbed her daughter's long hair. Indeed, they will not be separated, but he was moved when he would take the beautiful girl he cared for from birth to the wedding gate.
His task is almost complete making Ayleen the Hutomo family's main son-in-law who will inherit the family's important assets. By marrying Erka, the girl had a power level above Ersa. In fact, when their children are born will be the heirs of the company.
“Leen.” Veronica.
“Yes, Mom.”
“Mommy Tipped Erka and Yaya, Son. Not felt, soon Mommy's daughter will be married.” The twilight-aged woman looked at her daughter unblinking. A clear membrane lines Veronica's eyes.
“Yes, Mom. Don't worry.” Ayleen clasped his mommy hand and slashed it on the shoulder of the woman who had always spoiled him all this time.
“Thank you, Leen. Maybe your wedding will be just ordinary. We should respect Cindy's family. They just lost their daughter. It doesn't feel good that Erka is married again. But, Yaya needs the figure of Mama. Can't wait for the mourning to pass. If you lived with Cindy's family, Daddy and Mommy wouldn't let you. Yaya is Erka's daughter. Fate does not have Mama, do not have to lose the figure of Papa as well.”
“Yes, Mom. I understand.”
“I have to go to the office now.” Ersa got up from the chair. He left a plate filled with nasi uduk that did not decrease in the slightest. The young man just ruffled her. Being in the middle of the family today feels excruciating. It takes time to calm down.
Lips can say sincerely, but the heart is not that easy. Every time Ayleen and Erka sat down, the feeling burned again.
“Loh, Sa. Why is breakfast not spent?” Veronica.
“I'm full, Mom.”
“Where are you from?”
“That's it, Mom. I will have breakfast at the office.
Stretching out from her residence, Ersa hid her wounded feelings. If he had been born before Erka, Ayleen would have been his wife. The privilege of the first son in their family who always gets the privilege of entitlement. It is not a matter of possessions, but all things must come first.
Jealousy gripped the now gaping wound again. If he had the power, he would have taken Ayleen away without caring about everyone. But he couldn't do it. Born as the second son, he has no less important responsibilities, supporting Erka to maintain their company and family assets.
...•••...
Erka was sitting on the sofa while playing a mobile phone when Ayleen was busy looking for a wedding dress that matched her body size and model. The man gave up entirely to the future wife and did not want to mess around with things that are not important according to him.
Out of the dressing room, Ayleen was already standing in front of Erka showing off a sabrina model white wedding dress that showed off her shoulders.
“Kak.” Ayleen greeted when Erka was not disturbed by his presence.