Misplaced Taste

QUALITY TIME

The semester day has arrived. A young virgin is still under her blanket. After eating his breakfast, he went back to sleep in his room.

Last night, he slept late at night because he was joking on the phone with Rasya. Who else if not Rasya? Raisa has no friends.

"El, wake up, El!" yelling someone behind Raisa's bedroom door.

Raisa squirmed as she opened her eyes to recover her glare.

"El, wake up, it's eight o'clock!" yell at someone again.

Raisa is still trying to recover her consciousness. He leaned his body against the bed and rubbed his eyes.

"Just a second!" sahut with a distinctive hoarse voice wake up.

After his life was perfectly gathered. Raisa walked towards the door while tying her hair.

"Jam just woke up!" cibir Devan when he saw his sister with the face of his pillow.

"Sleepy," said Raisa again entering the room.

Devan follows Raisa to enter the blue room. The room is always clean, neat, and fragrant of course.

"You were up last night, huh?" devan asked as he sat himself on the sofa in the room.

"Heem," said Raisa again laying down on her bed.

"Yes already slept. It's not so," said Devan rising from his seat.

"Where are you going?" ask Raisa while sitting on the bed.

"Don't Devan go to the office?" ask Raisa again.

Devan shakes. "So don't want to push you to quality time" Devan replied.

"Quality time?" parrot Raisa scrunched her forehead.

"We haven't been able to walk together in a long time, El. Brother wants to walk both with you. Enjoying the beauty of Jakarta with this squeezed sister," explained Devan pinching Raisa's cheek.

"The calculations also make Isa Group a well-developed group" added Devan.

Raisa just muttered.

"Keep Oma same mother how?" ask Raisa.

"They're at home. He said let us walk" Devan replied.

"Oah. Okay then I take a shower first" said Raisa.

"Silver wait downstairs, yeah," Devan said.

"Ready."

Before long, Raisa immediately took a bath and prepared herself to enjoy time together with her brother.

Raisa is wearing a white tampa sleeve shirt and also blue hot pants. Her beautiful hair she let unravel so that it adds to her beauty. Smooth white face without makeup polish, just suncreen and lip balm polish.

"Sir Devan," call Raisa while going down the stairs.

"Ow ... My mom's son is so beautiful!" exclaimed Bu Dewi excited when he saw Raisa.

"Oma until pangling see it," said Oma Melani.

"Hehe," Raisa just looked down embarrassed.

"If that's Devan and Isael pamit, yes, Ma'am, Oma," Devan said.

"Yes, be careful, yes," said Miss Dewi.

Devan nodded with a sweet smile. "Yeah, El!" bring him.

Raisa and Devan begin to leave the yard of Isa's family home. Devan drives his black civic at medium speed. In the car, there was only the sound of music from Taylor Swift's songs.

"Where are we going, brother?" raisa asked while looking out at the street.

"Garden plays," Devan answered, staying focused on driving.

"So, seriously?" raisa asked widened her eyes.

"Seriously dong, why?" ask Devan back.

"Yes nothing at all. Just how many kids?" asked Raisa smiling clumsyly to her brother.

"Father. Let's just say we're rich kids" Devan replied casually.

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About twenty minutes, Devan's car is now parked neatly in the playground parking lot. Although not a holiday, but the atmosphere of the park remains crowded. Many small children are playing, joking with family, or even the elderly who are walking around.

"A lot too, yes, sister," said Raisa.

Devan nodded his head. "Yeah!" Devan held his sister's hand.

The brothers took a walk in the playground. Sometimes Devan also stops to greet his business friends who are on vacation. Raisa, just listen.

"Who's afraid?" challenge Devan.

Devan immediately bought tickets for himself and Raisa. Then, they immediately ride the bianglala rides are quite crowded.

Raisa enjoys a beautiful view of Jakarta in the morning. He was so happy, even a sweet smile did not fade from his beautiful face.

Just above, the bianglala stopped spinning. Raisa was casually still looking around the playground from up there.

"Aren't you scared, El?" devan asked with his chest closed.

"Not at all," Raisa replied without turning her head towards Devan.

"Thank God's. Ma, Pa, look Isael we're grown. She grew even more beautiful as her beautiful smile emanated. Even she was prettier than mama," Inner Devan stared fixedly at Raisa.

"If mom and dad were still around, maybe our happiness would be more complete, Ma, Pa."

"Devan sure, from up there mom and dad must be happy too right? See Devan finding Isael?"

Unknowingly, Devan's tears just escaped from his eye patch.

"Yes ... Kok has been moving anyway," said Raisa as she slowly down.

"Sir Devan is crying?" raisa asked as she looked at Devan.

Devan smiled as he wiped his tears.

"Silent brother, happy" Devan replied.

"Bracious sister can see you smile that much earlier. It turns out your happiness is simple, El. Your happiness is also happy brother," said Devan.

Raisa immediately rushed into her brother's embrace. "Sir Devan is also happy Isael" said Raisa.

"Thank you, yes, sister," said Raisa raising her head to look at Devan.

Devan smiled with a nod of his head.

"Thank you too" Devan said.

After riding the reanglala, now Raisa bravely challenges her brother to take a swing boat ride. Devan was shivering when he saw it. However, for the sake of his sister he had to obey her.

"All right," said Devan.

As soon as the rides began to play at high speed, Raisa firmly grasped her brother's hand. His head rested on the chest of his sister's field and Raisa closed her eyes.

Devan, who was aware of Raisa's attitude, just smiled. His sister was also scared.

"Fearful?" devan asked stroking the top of his sister's head.

Raisa was only able to shake her head. He had no courage to open his eyes. His stomach seemed to be stirred when the vehicle was getting firmer and higher played.

"Huh," Raisa finally breathed a sigh of relief when the ride was over.

"Haha," Devan chuckled.

"If you're afraid you shouldn't go up" Devan said.

"Not afraid, just not brave. Hehe," answered Raisa with a grin.

Devan was anxious and pinched his nose.

Raisa again invites Devan to try various rides at the playground. One of them is a comedy.

Raisa with her cherry laughed as she saw Devan as depressed riding the horses in the swivel comedy. Just this time, he saw that handsome and cold face as if holding back between shame and also annoyance.

"Observe you, yes!" devan said.

"HAHAHA," Raisa was only able to respond with her laughter.

Devan shook his head. He was being bullied by his own brother.

..."As long as you're happy, El," Devan's inner. ...

After being satisfied to play, now Raisa invites Devan to stop at one of the ice cream vendor outlets. She wanted to eat ice cream with her sister.

"What do you want?" ask Devan.

"Just strawberry" said Raisa who had sat on the bench visitors.

Ten minutes passed, now Devan has brought two cups of ice cream for him and his sister.

"Thank you, brother," said Raisa gladly.

He greedily started eating his order strawberry ice cream. To make it a little messy.

"If you eat, do not eat rich children," Devan said wiping Raisa's lips with a tissue in front of her.

"Hehe."

The day has changed. Raisa and Devan are happy to spend time together on the playground. So Raisa complains tired and invites her brother to go home.