Marry my Raise Brother

Chapter 8

“Kak.”

Just that one word alone can escape Ayleen's thin pink lip. The rest, he can only resign when the events of last night repeated again. It was so fast and felt more real.

Last night, Ayleen still considered her brother half drunk. Now, he could not find any more reason to justify what Erka was doing to him.

The adult man's lips were mastering it, exploring every curve, and silencing it sweetly. A breath whispered softly on the skin of the face, blowing Ayleen's logic away. The teenage girl was swept away for a moment, her eyelids slowly closing.

He began to enjoy the pounding that raced in the chest, dissolving in the hunting heartbeat. Unlike last night, the repetition of this story is much more beautiful. Ayleen flinched, realizing his madness as Erka's cold palms rubbed against her shoulder skin.

Deg—

My eyes were opened suddenly, there was a rebellion within him as his sanity returned. The hand that had been sluggish, began to push the chest plan of Erka's field.

“Sister, release me,” pinta Ayleen between the lips that have not ended.

“Kak ...”

“Hmm.” Erka stopped everything, gave her distance, and smiled.

“Thank you for my wedding gift. I'm happy .. I'm the first.” Erka said in a loud voice. He saw a beautiful face that looked confused.

“Come out, I'll see Daddy.”

Erka's attitude changed as usual. That guy was so smart to play his part. Like magic, in a matter of seconds it all comes back to the beginning. The figure of the brother he had known all this time, suddenly appeared again.

Not many words were spoken. Erka could only look at Ayleen who was walking out of the room, away from her.

"I don't know what I'm doing is right or wrong. I feel like I can't marry you, Leen. This feeling is only a reflection of disappointment because of the change in your attitude that chose to stay away. This isn't love. Yeah, I'm sure this isn't love. Time will return this taste to its original place." Erka rubbed her chest, calming the rumbling of her heart.

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One by one invited guests arrived, down in the main lobby to the ballroom, where the blessing and wedding reception were held. The room covering an area of 2,500 square meters that can accommodate a thousand invited guests has been transformed into a beautiful fairyland like the request of the bride.

Ayleen sat gracefully in the row of front seats side by side with a dashing-looking Ersa in a pitch-black suit. The two spoke in a quiet whisper.

"Leen, you're beautiful today." Ersa said as she winked her right eye.

Teasing Ayleen was his and Erka's habit from childhood. The only little sister who can be used as a toy and an outlet of resentment at any time. The teenage girl would scream, nag, and finally complain to the daddy and mommy, becoming a place to ask for protection. Ayleen gave a smile as Ersa's praise catapulted him into the air.

Before long, the clang of piano sounds echoed in the ballroom that began to be crowded by invited guests. The beautiful strains of the song I Went To Your Wedding, accompany Cindy's beautiful-looking steps in a long white dress sweeping the floor, and, walking with his papa arm into the event venue while holding a bouquet of imported roses combined with a white baby breath.

Your mother was crying

Your father was crying

And I was crying too

Nimble fingers of pianists create beautiful harmony. Erka looked waiting, standing gallantly in front of the altar with both hands clasping each other. He occasionally glanced at his little sister who was whispering with Ersa. Heart's pinched. If he could pull his words back, the handsome man would happily accept the matchmaking Veronica had designed.

But he could no longer retreat. Two families have met. Business cooperation has also been running with wedding preparations that cost a lot. He can only accept while condemning his stupidity. Throw away the beautiful jewels that are more valuable than the warm woman in her bed all this time.

Erka resigned, extending her hand to welcome Cindy who was handed over directly by her father. He can't escape anymore. It all ended in a moment, including foreign feelings that began to grow in his heart. The man had to throw his feelings at Ayleen who had just grown up.

"In the name of God the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. In the name of God. I am Aryya Perkassa Hutomo Putra .. accept you Cindy Harivijaya as the only wife, in a valid and holy marriage." Erka said flatly without taste. Right now, Ayleen's shadow still filled his mind.