My soul mate turned out to be my Brother's best friend

09

After making him coffee, I sat next to him not too far away. "Please enjoy, sir," I said, putting his coffee on the table.

Furqan chuckled at it. He tasted his coffee and then mangut-mangut. "Such coffee, especially while looking at you," he said sweetly.

"It continues," said I opened my eyes.

"Where is this house person?" ask because the house is empty.

"Sister Asya had returned home this afternoon, continued Mamah again at Grandma's house, Father again working, Bang Daffa also did not come home from work," I said with details.

He understood to hear it, "It's okay in the dalem tandem?" tanyanya feels bad.

"Keep telling me who's in if it's not good in the dalem?" my many.

"So you told me to come in" he replied. "Outside talk! It's not good, "take him with his coffee glass out.

I just kept quiet the confusion started the conversation from where. "why diem? Usually take it" asked Furqan.

"What are you talking about" I replied.

Brother Furqan turned to me. "About Septian first, have you missed him?" suddenly tanyanya.

I nodded in answer. "Here you are, yea times have not forgotten. We broke up for years."

"Sister Furqan usually comes home once a month?" manya curious.

"Why?" tanyakanya. "Aren't you the same as me?" He smiled at me.

"No, I'm just curious" I replied.

"Look, I will not cheat rich Septian kok," said Kak Furqan just like that.

I smiled hearing it. At least maybe Kak Furqan's words can I hold for now.

Brother Furqan did not stop for long at home. We had a short chat in front of the terrace. He must leave immediately because tomorrow there is a sudden job.

"Be careful!" message me.

I chuckled at her, "I shouldn't be the one who said that to Brother Furqan!" my spoken.

"You also have to be careful of the eyes of the guy who is fond of your beauty," Before leaving he still had time to talk like that.

"Udah ah there hunted, later late," I told him to leave immediately. My body can-can be hot continue to hear it flickering all the time.

Though I had just met up with Brother Furqan again but why he left I felt lonely. I have to wait another 2 weeks to meet.

Sis Asya and Bang Daffa temporarily stayed at her parents' house Kak Asya because she was heavily drunk.

The house is so quieter now, just me, Mom and Dad. Every day, I watch tv, check my phone over and over again.

Even though every night, Furqan always called me but I missed it there. I'm starting to miss him.

It's the 7th night after we're far apart. An incoming call from Kak Furqan was seen on my phone screen.

I'm preparing dinner in the kitchen. Because usually Asya's sister who prepares it.

"Nur is on the phone" said Mamah, shouting from the living room.

I hurried to the room to receive his call. "Assalamualaikum Furqan," my greeting received his call.

"Waalaikumsalam, busy again huh?" tanyakanya.

"So, cook again."

"Pantesan tumben lift long time."

"Yes in the kitchen again, hpnya I save in the room."

"What cooking is that? The money's coming here."

I chuckled at her, "What can the fragrance transfer through hp?" tanyaku.

"If you are still busy, you will first! Call me again."

"Will I cook? This is soon, too" I asked.

Furqan chuckled at her, "Some if you miss," he said.

"To the PD-an really, really," interrupted me.

In the midst of our conversation, my hand was hit by a considerable amount of oil. That groaning sound was even heard by Kak Furqan.

"Why Neng?" ask her in panic.

"Nothing Kok A, just a little oil splash. So shocked," I said lie.

Mama who heard it also went straight to the kitchen checking. "Nur why?" tanyakanya.

While pointing at my phone on a shelf not far from the stove. He approached me in a quieter voice.

He saw the burn on my hand was quite severe as it started to blush. "The laundry used to keep the ointment in Mamah's room there!" tell it.

"This is for Mamah to continue" he said slowly.

I nodded resignedly, although I could not bear to let Mamah cook dinner.

I turned off the phone because I didn't want Kak Furqan to worry anymore to hear my groaning that was clearly sore when smeared with ointment.

6 Days passed, the burn began to peel even a little more. Kak Furqan today came home with his uncle's family who also live there.

He just said he got to his house. The sound of his motorbike was already heard parked in the courtyard of the house. He knocked on the door with enthusiasm.

"Waalaikumsalam, little sister," answered my greeting as I opened the door.

He smiled at me afterwards, "Do you want to smile there? Or going in?" my many.

I'm glad he's back just fine. Furqan came in and sat in the living room chair.

I brought him a glass of water and put it on the table. Furqan looked at me unconsciously.

"Saking kangennya not want to turn away from me?" my many.

He laughed at her, "Their 2-week policy is not to be met" he lamented.

"And the video call, too, still missing?" my many.

"That's different from seeing Neng directly," he replied. I chuckled at the answer.

"Tomorrow to follow me at cousin's wedding?" ask Kak Furqan.

I was confused to answer it, my hands still look striped at this time. Even though the wound is covered in sleeves.

Furqan looked at me confused. "So how? Don't want to?" tanyanya.

I smiled at him, "You know," I replied.

Mamah came to see Kak Furqan who was in the living room with me. Furqan shook hands with him, asking how Mamah was doing.

"Furqan want to invite Nur tomorrow?" ask Mamah. Brother Furqan nodded in agreement.

"Will it be Nur? Is his hand hurting?" ask Mamah keceplosan.

My eyes opened completely to Mom's question. Furqan turned to me full of questions.

"Why are your hands, Neng?" ask Kak Furqan.

"Loh, you still haven't told Kak Furqan about this?" mama asked making me shake my head.

"You obviously have to be the same Kak Furqan, what's wrong he also knows," said Mamah and then permission to return to the middle room.

Brother Furqan looked at me with a questioning gaze. "Neng, why?" ask Kak Furqan with a soft speech.

I opened my sleeves a little, saw the wounds of hot oil spray at that time.

Kak Furqan's eyes were aghast at him, "This is why Neng?" asked Kak Furqan while holding my hand.

"Don't it be because of the splash you meant at that time?" asked Furqan looking at me.

I just nodded, not daring to look at her annoyed face. "Neng, you said it was just a splash at that time. Why did the wound come this way?" tanyanya's worried.

"Neng is okay, brother. At that time, Neng just didn't want Kak Furqan to worry about it," I said.

"What's wrong? This guy's a big wound," he scolded.

"Udah medicated? Or what diobatin use?" the tananya began to soften back.

"Pake the ointment that Mamah loves," I replied.

"Next time be careful! It's a danger, too" he recalled. I just nodded in agreement with it.

"Sure you can join the invitation tomorrow?" asked Kak Furqan even so could not bear after seeing my hand.

I nodded confidently to answer him, "Yakin Kak, anyways this is his only court."

Brother Furqan looked at me with a sad look. I cupped his face while smiling. "Don't be sad, Neng is okay," I comforted him.

"But you're a secret from me" he protested.

"Kan Kak Furqan is far away, if it will suddenly come home because I did not mention. How's it?" becanda.

"Next time don't keep any secrets?" his pinta. I nodded at his words.