My husband, my brother-in-law

Pregnant

Since then, Diandra often plays to Abi's house. Even Abi's parents have been very familiar with the little girl beraras ayu.

"Aunt Ana..." Shouted Diandra looking for the mother of Abi.

"Diandra darling.." A beautiful woman walked up to him and immediately raised her tiny body.

"Sister Abi has not yet returned..In the same play aunt ya". Ana was happy, the presence of Diandra always managed to drive away her loneliness when the husband was in the office and the son just wayangnya not yet home from school.

" Are you saying good to Mom??". Ask Ana who knows Diandra's habit of leaving without saying goodbye to her mother. Until several times his mother and brother made a confusion looking for the little girl.

Diandra's head nodded cutely to the point of making Ana unable to bear to not kiss the girl's entire face.

"Auntie.geli". Diandra laughed with a pang of his mind.

Ana always told her husband that Diandra was his son-in-law. I don't know, seeing the joy of the little girl always makes her more affectionate with him every day.

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Diandra smiled as a shadow of her childhood flashed through her mind. He was getting impatient to get home and saw how shocked the family he loved was when he saw him coming home early.

Diandra hurried to pick up his luggage and queued up the airport taxi. His face was always decorated with a smile, the shadow of the handsome face of the man who had filled his heart for dozens of years made his smile more and more bright and added to the value of his beauty.

" Abri.I'm back.."

Diandra got out of the taxi, paying his fare after the driver helped him drop his suitcase from the trunk. He even gave more commission to the driver as a form of happiness he could return to the middle of his family.

His walking foot lightly stepped towards the first room of the magnificent house. His smile never faded.

Slowly his hand opened the main door of the father's house, very slowly..Diandra really intended to give a surprise to both her parents and brother. Today is Sunday, so surely both her parents and sister are at home.

But reality does not always live up to expectations. What he was witnessing right now made his brain work hard to digest it. Even with his body that seemed to lose energy just to support his weight.

Even the handbag that he had been holding tightly had fallen to the point of making a sound that succeeded in teasing those who were chatting with the happy look.

Diandra almost lost her consciousness seeing everything in front of her, her gaze blurred as the urge of the rebellious tears wanted to come out. But as much as possible he kept it. He has to know what really happened, why it's like this.

Just like Diandra, both his parents and brother were just as surprised to see his figure there. Even with the man who immediately shuffled away from the distended woman he had just embraced so mesraanya.

"Diandra's.." Almost everyone is muttering his name.

"Darling..have you come home, son???". Dita who was able to master her shock immediately approached her son and was about to hug him. But his steps stopped when Diandra took a few steps back. Look at the mother with a face full of questions.

" Aren't you home tomorrow, son??". Herman the father helped his wife. But similarly, Diandra just stared at the two in silence.

"We're talking while we eat, son. You must be tired". Dita immediately looked at her husband for signs of disapproval. Herman grabbed his son's wrist and took him to the dinner table.

" Eat a lot yes dear.mama has cooked your favorite food". Dita keeps filling the Diandra plate with rice and side dishes. But not a spoonful of Diandra touch it.

His eyes remained focused on the two people who had been sitting quietly side by side with their faces looking down.

"Don't you say you'll talk about it?". There was no Diandra friendly voice like they had heard all along. Even with his face that only showed a cold expression without the slightest smile decorating him.

" He must know we will only be more sinful if we continue to cover it up". Herman said it with eyes focused on Diandra who was waiting for an explanation of all this. While Dita was already crying, the feeling of guilt towards her youngest daughter made her breath choked. What will his daughter's hatred and disappointment look like to her. Dita is not ready.

Diandra is no longer a teenage girl. He is old enough to know what is going on in front of him. But he still hopes that what he thinks is not what really happened.

"You haven't eaten a mouthful, baby.eat first". Dita who has been crying tried to persuade her Diandra. Yet only a cold gaze answered all of her warm treatment. His heart grew even more sick when he saw his usual cheerful youngest daughter turn into a person they no longer knew.

" I don't want to eat. Aren't you guys going to explain something? ".

" Dea's pregnant.." The words that shot out of Herman's mouth were only met with a cynical smile by Diandra.

"I saw it". Sneaky.

While her sister, Deanita. The woman did not even dare to raise her face to stare at her dear sister. His guilt was much greater than he felt. He should know if times like this will happen, but he is not ready, maybe even will not be ready to face the hatred of his beloved sister.

" You pregnant? Pregnant with this boy?". Deanita was silent, his heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles when there was no more warm greeting his sister.

While Diandra, the girl stared in disbelief at the man she had entrusted her whole heart and hope with all this time. Really this?? Is it true that the man who always makes her smile is the same as the man in front of her right now??

"Honey.mama can explain". Dita holds Diandra's arm. But slowly Diandra put away the soft hand that had been taking care of her since the baby.

" No need to explain. Isn't what I saw more than obvious". There is not the slightest vibration from the voice of Diandra, but believe me if his heart is broken. Very devastated.

"I'm leaving. Excuse me". Diandra got up after saying goodbye. He walked to the suitcase that was lying in front of the main door of his father's house.

" Dear.listen to mama". Dita wept wailing holding her daughter's arm. He would not have been able if his daughter had left with this kind of hatred and disappointment.

"Sir.listen brother. Brother please.." Deanita also cried staring pleadingly at her sister.

"I'm sorry dear.sorry mom". Dita hugged the stiff Diandra and did not return her embrace at all. His eyes were full of hurt and hatred.

" Why??". Deanita raised her face. Seeing his sister's eyes already dewy in his mother's arms.

He feels like he's the worst man now. It was he who caused the cheerful girl to become what she is today. If he can, he wants to change his time and correct his mistakes.

"Sorry son, we have an explanation of all this". Herman couldn't see the destruction of one of his daughters.

" why?? Do I have to give up half my life for my brother now?". Diandra's question made both her parents stunned.

While Deanita shook her head strongly as her sister's lips revealed a smile that was so cynical looking at her hate.

"I'm not that strong, ma. Ever since I was a kid, I've always given Dea my toys". Dea's cry broke even more as her sister's mouth called her name without her brother's frills. While Abi can only look down to see the uproar that he also includes the cause.

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Selow-selow is the first chapter..

The number of words is not as much as the previous story..

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