Marry my Raise Brother

Chapter 90

“Ya. I didn't go.” The man was about to turn around when Ayleen held him back.

“I don't trust Brother Erka anymore. Sleep here tonight. It could be that Erka's sister lied to me. I don't want to until Erka's sister is framed. Not for me, but it's for Yaya.”

The laughter of Hutomo's eldest son broke when he managed to digest the words of his adoptive sister.

“You're inviting me, Leen. How is it different from Vania? He invited me to meet in a hotel room and you kept me in your room.”

“Beda. Brother Erka my future husband. I'm holding back also for a reason and can guarantee that I won't act.”

“Already.” Erka flicked her hand and walked to the other side of the bed.

“So her name is Vania?” Ayleen switched the conversation. “He's ready Cindy's sister? Brother Erka knows him?” Ayleen was still asking a lot of questions.

“Cindy's Theme. Why?’ Erka lay on her back staring at the ceiling of the room. Both of the men's hands were folded in the chest. 

“What problem until ask to meet. He shouldn't have any interest in your life and Cindy's sister. Not to be suspected.”

Ayleen laid Dayana in the middle of the bed. Not usually the little baby is calm and asleep at the hour of staying up late. Usually, the baby will scream until dawn.

“Kak, I'm tipping Yaya. Go to the bathroom first.” Ayleen walked over. Just a few steps, Dayana whined. The girl turned around and saw Erka lying sideways. One hand restrained the head and the other hand patted the tiny baby softly in the middle of the contest.

Haru enveloped Ayleen's feelings upon returning from the bathroom, finding the father and son lying together. Erka became a different figure when dealing with Dayana. The cold, occasionally gluttonous man suddenly became a kind and affectionate papa.

Cindy must be happy to see this. At least, his departure was not in vain. Brother Erka didn't waste Dayana. Relax there, brother. I promise to keep both for you.

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Eyes closed, said Erka disturbed if Dayana whining.

“Ssttt, shhsttt.” Erka patted Dayana's soft leg wrapped in a bedong and put the pacifier back into the baby's tiny mouth.

The first time you slept with Dayana, many new experiences and stories passed. He knows the hours of drinking milk a few days old baby whining every almost two hours.

“Ssssttt, don't cry, son. Poor Mama. He's exhausted keeping you all night.” Erka pulled her body and sat leaning on the bed. After making sure Dayana's whining wouldn't stop, the man chose to bring her into the deck, just like Ayleen did all night.

The cry of Dayana did not subside. The more the baby is being killed, the more he screams.

“Sstt, shhh, don't cry.” No other way, Erka decided to take her daughter out of the room so as not to disturb Ayleen. 

However, just as the door opened, Veronica was already standing with her hands clenched, ready to knock.

“Loh, you sleep here?” Veronica looked at her son who was carrying Dayana with a sleepy face. White shirts and jeans looked messy attached to his athletic body.

“Yes, Mom.”

“Mommy new will bring Dayana out. According to Ayleen's overnight nanny who babysits him without taking turns.” 

“Yes, Mom. This is please taken care of. I'm sleepy.” Handing Dayana over to her mommy, Erka had already turned around and was ready to go into the room again.

“Eitts, your room is there. This is Ayleen.”'s room The old woman reminded.

“Hah!” Flinched from the attacking drowsiness, Erka gave a smile and rushed towards her room.