Marrying my Best Friend's Cousin
Funeral
Everyone must have a fragile side in his life, no matter how strong, how tough we are, but the name of man is not perfect. Behind his cheerful face, but stored many wounds. The bar-bar and jolly attitude is just a mask.
In a public burial place, staring at a new mound of earth, is none other than the final resting place of the beloved mother. Feeling still unconvinced, the figure who had given birth and cared for him has now faced the creator, following the father who had already left him.
"Ca, we better get home. Soon it will rain again" said Nathan but Caca did not shift from his place at all.
"Going home? Hahaha why am I coming home?" laughing with such a cruel fate, now there were no more tears on the girl's face, her eyes blank, as if she was now alone facing the harshness of the world.
"Sister don't gini, I'm still there for brother," a hug from a sturdy body rather filled from a Junior High made Caca realize, he can't be like this, he can't be like this, there is still a beautiful sister who he must fight for, playing the role of a mother figure as well as a surrogate father.
"Sorry brother yes. Brother forgot that he still had a tuyul unyu-unyu whose name was Radit," Caca ruffled his sister's hair while giggling considering how annoying she was.
"Enak aja says I'm tuyul, the handsome guy kebangetan mah not fit dapet nickname like that," Radit screeching while releasing his embrace from the brother.
"Oh yeah, who is he, brother? His girlfriend? It's handsome, but how old is it?" chirps Radit innocently makes Caca widened, in contrast to Nathan who turned sour with the brother and sister who are both moral.
After the grave, Caca decided to go home, not least Nathan who was still following him. Nathan was stunned when he found a house that looked uninhabitable, the roof was hollow, the walls were only made of wood that had been weathered. He did not think, what if there was heavy rain or strong winds, could be immediately collapsed instantly.
Turning to a pair of men and women who were tried by a handsome man named Dafa. Fired various questions, forced to admit mistakes that he did not make at all. The atmosphere seemed tense, especially with the presence of Nindi with her flat mouth.
"But brother, I did nothing at all to Tifani," Zafran's mouth was almost frothy so much he said that.
"Not that I do not believe, it's just that rumors about you have spread everywhere, however you avoid, but the reality is like that," said the father of one child, said, he was really shocked when he heard the news that his sister was a victim of abuse.
It feels like a somersault from Monas right now, a giddy seven circumference, ten turns, and a hundred twists.
"I've known you for years, but I didn't think you could be that*t," Nindi shook her head.
"How many times do I have to say? If I don't do anything!!" Zafran shouted in frustration.
"The only way is, you're married to Tifani," Zafran gawked at the terrible words coming out of Dafa's mouth.
"Nin, is there coffee? Make me coffee, don't use sugar, just use cyanide." Zafran doesn't know what else to do. Should she marry a teenage girl? What kind of joke is this? Just imagine that he is not strong. He again glanced at Tifani who was now dressed casually at home, a girl who was more worthy of being his sister, considering their age is quite far adrift. Zafran was confused by the circumstances.
Do you think you have a solution for Zafran?
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