My love is with you My sister

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Actually, mama mela only married briefly then divorced her husband. The marriage relationship used to only count the months.

The reason he never told his son, only he knew. Mela never knew what her father was like. Her mother never told her.

"Mama,,," said Mela calling her mama.

My mom and dad were standing not far from the door.

"Aspit bring his clothes here". Papa said he asked.

"Udah kok pa, that's the one in Mela's suitcase". He said while pointing to a suitcase.

"The amelite stuff has been brought with it all right". Papa said again.

"Not all of them pa, but the important thing is already brought here". His words answered what his father asked.

"Yes, let's show you where Amel's room is" she said as she walked along with her mother and she also followed.

They also walked to the upper room, this upper room consists of two adjacent rooms. The one room above belonged to Faizal.

"It's amel, your room. I hope Amel likes his room. Papa asked your mother. His word is Amel likes his green color. So papa initiative make the sticker of the amel room green color". Papa said it was clear.

"Well, baby, don't like it." asked her mother anyway.

"Like it, the atmosphere is comfortable. You can see the view from up here". His words, while looking at the state of his room.

"Good if the amel likes it, papa so his seneng. May amel and mama stay here well". Papa said.

"Yes, Amel is resting. Papa same mom wants to go down first," said his papa.

Mela nodded her head answering what her father said. He put his stuff in a suitable place. Put the shirt in the closet.

Finished in order, he intends to walk out. He wanted to enjoy the afternoon in a new place. He saw a rose garden at the back of the house.

He opened the door of his room, at that time Faizal also opened the door. They were shocked at each other for the first time they met.

Faizal was amazed to see the girl in front of him so beautiful. That's right what he said. My new mom's son is so beautiful. He had a sparkling black pair of eyes. Beautiful lips, and long, shiny black hair.

But, in her admiration, she remembered something. This girl's the kid who snatched her papa from her mama. It was arising from his memories after his admiration.

"Ngapain, look at me". His word is ketus.

"No papa, just surprised". Mela.

"Whoever gives you permission to stay in the room next to me" he said.

"The father told me to stay in this room. It's wrong yeah". His words started to feel bad.

"Yes, it's wrong. I don't like anyone living next to my room" he said.

Without further ado, he closed the door to his room again.

"Huh,,, fierce". Mela.