Not Ordinary Love

Like the South Pole

In a room with soft blue gray shades, Ethan leaned his back against the back of the chair he was sitting on. The tie he had taken off was left to remain coiled around his neck with two open top buttons.

His face looked so tired, with hair that had started to wear off. Sighing, Ethan grabbed a bottle of water on the table in front of him. Stir it to relieve thirst and after that put some water on his hair. Making him feel a little fresh when the water soaked his head, some flowing to the neck, leaving a wet trail there, also making the floor he was incandescent a little wet.

While Arasy who had just barged into the room the man shook his head at the behavior of the older brother.

"Wet, Ethan. Jesus," he said, then sat on the edge of the bed facing Ethan who was still comfortable in his position. Ethan looked at his twin resignedly, looking at the open door. He forgot to lock the door, also forgot one thing if today Arasy does not have an exit schedule so it is likely for him to get interference.

"Where is the wedding?"

"Fluent?" Arasy trying to make small talk. Ethan nodded reluctantly, making Arasy pursed her lips. If Arasy's attitude is as warm as the morning sun, then Ethan is like an ice clot at the south pole. Cold, not easily touched and will not be able to make anyone feel warmth from him.

Exactly what Grrycia the grandma used to say to her. If Ethan inherits the nature of Zeinn Andreas, their grandfa.

Even though Arasy also has a cool nature. But he's not super cold like Ethan.

Ethan got up, took a blue towel from the cupboard and rubbed his wet hair. "Why what?" ethan asked suddenly, making Arasy turn to him.

"What?" The reason behind asking because I don't understand.

"What do you want here?"

"Get in your own room, tuh, must be really, well. Got alesan?" sewot Arasy is upset. Ethan doesn't care, he opens one by one the buttons of his shirt, takes off the shirt and throws it on the bed. Letting the Throne that was still there see him in a shirtless state.

"Uuww, it's getting hotter, Than." The god as he touched Ethan's chest, the man clucked and stepped aside, avoiding the touch of Arasy.

"Chickens if you want to be rich gini, about what, well?" Arasy is getting more and more intensely tempting Ethan. While the man looked unconcerned, thinking as if Arasy was an invisible being inside his room.

"Shouts? It's really mainstream."

"Oww, or ask to be screwed over, yeah. The anti-mainstream." This time Ethan turned his head, clucking at the unfiltered phrase Arasy earlier.

"Sshh, you've been filming adult movies, you've eaten so rich. Dirty thinking!"

"Oh, good!" Arasy does not accept.

"Instead, you who have never shot an adult film are actually very mature." Arasy raised an eyebrow as her brother's eyes pointed sharply at her. Ethan knows his twin talks lead to a scandal between Ethan and Zoya Hardiswara.

"Get out!" Ethan pointed at the exit with his chin. Arasy undaunted, even more intensely tempting the brother. Ride the phone out of his pants pocket and point the camera at Ethan. Take some pictures of the man.

Ethan who feels that Arasy is doing things then looks upset. "Arrasy,"

Arasy knows that the brother does not like anyone taking pictures of him. But Arasy ignored. He keeps taking photos of Ethan.

"Didn't you?" Ethan threatened.

"Zoya must see, nih."

"Arrasy!"

"Zoya must know that her husband is super sexy."

Ethan's eyes rounded as soon as he saw Arasy look serious with his actions. The woman shows her chat window with Zoya and actually sends some pictures of herself to Zoya.

"We'll see my sister-in-law's reaction later."

Ethan was about to catch up to Arasy, but the younger brother ran out. Ethan just took a slow step, intending to take the woman's phone.

"Mother, Mother .., Ethan wants to kill the Throne of the Time." Arasy fights with the lie.

Ethan who had just come out of the room stopped his steps when he saw the mother in the arms of Arasy. "Mother," Ethan looked surprised.

"Ethan." Freya's eyes were round looking at Ethan's bare chest. The man immediately turned around and entered his room. Full of annoyance at Arasy, he closed and locked the door of his room.

"Waw, it turns out that Mommy has a hot child." decak Freya along with her son's tightly closed room door. Arasy smiles, looking at the cell phone where the photo of Ethan he sent to Zoya has already been seen by the woman.

"Mother, tell Arasy to delete the photo!" Ethan shouted from inside his room.

"Arrasy!" freya's flat tone calling out to the woman made Arasy slowly break down the embrace. Smiling clumsily at Freya who was sharply looking at him.

"Arasy, stop seducing your brother. You're not kids anymore,"

"Mother, Ethan is getting married soon. After that I won't tease him anymore, aahh." Arasy pursed lips. Freya scrambled the top of her daughter's head.

"Yaudah, jaudah, where try. Mommy wants to see," Freya's pinta, makes Arasy smile excitedly and shows the results of his shot earlier to Freya.

"Now, Bun. Some of it was sent to Zoya." Easy scrolling mobile phone screen.

"Whoa."

"Mother." An irritated Ethan shouted from inside his room. Freya and Arasy were secretly laughing and moved away from the man's room.

**

Zoya who had just walked out of her room stepped straight towards the bed. Her body felt very tired after finishing a photo shoot with Ethan for the cover of a business magazine, as well as their pre-wedding photos.

He used to do it, but his body overreacted. Especially considering how Ethan was doing the shooting session.

The man was over-regulated and seemed reluctant to do so. Zoya sighed remembering it, drying her hair with a hairdryer. Before long his phone went off several times, making Zoya reach for the phone because of some incoming messages.

His forehead frowned at the sight of the name Arasy on the notification. It is not usual for the woman to send a message or contact him unless they are involved in the same project.

The frown on Zoya's forehead deepened the moment she opened her window with Arasy. His mouth opened a little to see what he had. About five photos he got from Arasy that sent photos of Ethan without wearing a shirt.

"Owww, no, no, no."

Zoya's eyes blinked a few times after seeing it. His breathing was messy and he was completely speechless. Shaking her head, Zoya throws the phone at the bed.

He looked at his face in the mirror. Grimacing remembering what he had seen earlier. Suddenly his brain imagined how the shirtless photo of Ethan was. Makes him unable to think clearly now.

"No"

"No"

"No"

"No"

Zoya brushed off his head. Although he could not avoid, if what he wanted to forget just kept spinning in memory. Especially when remembering Ethan's rejection of the conditions that Zoya proposed.

Zoya held her head, lowered her head and closed her eyes. A dirty mind is lodged in his head.

TB