My wife Little Child

Chapter 125

Finally they arrived at their parents' home. After parking his car in the garage, Adit washed the body of the brother entered the house because he was still worried about his sister's condition.

"Later your goods let Mas Adit just get down from the car," he said when he arrived at the door of Dira's room when the girl was not married and still living in her papa mama's house.

Dira nodded softly while smiling, "Thank you Mas."

Adit nodded briefly and smiled back.

He let his sister go into his room to rest.

Dira was amazed for a moment when he looked at his room. Nothing changed the last time he left this room. Yes, exactly a year ago when he and his husband were staying in this room when his parents visited Jakarta.

But it feels like he's been leaving his room for years as a girl. He misses this room. The room is dominated by pink and light purple.

The location of the furniture and items in the room had nothing changed. Always clean as usual. It seems, Bik Iroh still clean this room every day even though the master does not live in the room anymore.

Dira looked at the frames displayed on the nightstand and the walls of his room. Portraits of himself, and some with his best friend Sisi.

He drew his smile, his memory regained its nostalgia when looking at those frames.

Having satisfied his nostalgia with his room, he walked towards his queen-size bed. Then slowly lay his body up there.

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Dira blinked his eyes a few times, trying to adjust the eyes to the light of his room lamp. Apparently he overslept.

He glanced at the clock on the wall of his room. At 11.45 WIB.

The girl tried to collect her life that had not been united all. Slowly sit on his bed.

Her ears were listening to a song that seemed to come from downstairs, which was tuned by her brother through an MP4 player connected to the speaker.

Suddenly his heart was pinched. Why would that song fit so well into his current mood? As if to accompany him who was dissolved in sadness.

All this time

After all this time we've been together

This is the end of a love story

I was proud in front of them

I don't know where I hid my shame

Hoo...

Now I have to get through my lonely day

Without you again

Let me stand now

Though grievous

But I survived...

- Glenn Fredly: "The End of the Love Story"-

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The hour hand shows at 18.50 WIB.

Dira had just finished taking a shower and was wearing clothes. Fortunately the clothes here are still a lot, so he no longer needs to go to Fahri's house to take his clothes.

Tok tok! There was a knock from the door of his room.

Before long the door of his room opened, and the brother's face poked out from there.

"Feed first yuk Dek,"

"Yes Mas, I'm going down" he replied, still drying his hair with a small towel.

"Okay sip." Adit closed the door of his sister's room again to go downstairs.

A few minutes later, Dira went downstairs and walked to the dining table that already had the brother there. He pulled a chair in front of his brother.

Bik Iroh who was arranging the dishes on the dining table, glanced at Dira. In his heart he wondered why his master's son was here. But of course he did not dare to ask and just kept it in his heart.

After finishing, Bik Iroh returned to the kitchen.

The brothers began to enjoy dinner with an atmosphere that was not as usual, more silence was created. And sometimes only the sound of spoons and forks clinking because of each other.

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To be continued...

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