Not Ordinary Slant

Thirty Four

It feels, today Alika is enough to be a devoted sister. Trouble he refrained from escaping before Rafka's engagement was over. It's not that he's not happy to see Rafka happy, but obviously here something is wrong.

"Where's louis? I asked, where are you?!" Alika seemed emotional when she broke off the phone connection when she had got an answer to her question.

The graceful kebaya that he was wearing had been changed with a T-shirt and jeans and a dark leather jacket. Alika put a helmet on her head, then glided across the night with her metallic blue sport bike.

It didn't take long for Alika to reach a house that part of the room had been transformed into a private music studio. He parked his motorcycle originally in the yard of the classic house. Then, with wide strides enter into it without greeting.

"So that's why you refused Mr Haris' offer the other day?"

A young man who was sitting behind him while hugging a guitar just turned his head lazily.

"What?"

"Agya Sofia's. He's the reason you're denying Om Bayu's legacy, right?" alika then stepped forward and stood in front of the young man. "That's loe's right, Zan. Om Bayu bokap loe!"

Instead of answering, Rafish actually strummed the guitar strings with a bright view.

"Mas Rafka is only a temporary heir until you're old enough and it's time."

"But I don't want to," replied Rafish still with a foresight.

"Agya Sofia's Cause?" Alika snorts. "The beloved girl you want to marry Mas Rafka, so you know it all. Blind loe, Zan!"

This time it was Rafish who snorted, but slowly.

Alika is busy today. For a second he would not sit still and waste time. His head and chest were already claustrophobic about to explode. This time, he returned to the Arkana Rafka residence, his twin brother.

"Sliced you, Mas!" Is a sentence of accusation that Alika directly uttered when she found Rafka deliberately waiting for her on the terrace. The relatives seem to have returned to their respective homes, until the three-story house was again deserted.

"I didn't say anything" Rafka replied calmly.

"But you know Arzan's weakness and you benefit from it!" Alika stepped forward, then pointed Rafka's chest with emotion.

"It's not my fault, is it? If he wants to take it, please. I never refused to give it back." Next to Rafka's eyebrows raised as he continued. " But she couldn't bear to see Agya Sofia had a husband who had nothing."

Alika looked at Rafka not out of thought. He did not expect, the treasure could require his only brother. Unable to control anymore, the exotic-skinned girl's tears trickled down. Since then his chest has been tight. He had wanted to cry and now he could not help it anymore.

"Remember Bayu, Mas!" Alika's voice started to shake. "Om Bayu has changed papa's position for us."

Alika holds Rafka's shoulder to support her body that already does not have enough energy. His knees are slipping. "In fact, he considers Mas as his first child and now ... They betrayed him."

Alika's cry finally broke as well. Meanwhile, Rafka looks turned her face with her lips tightly gritted.

"I ... didn't do anything" said Rafka in a heavy voice, then left. Leaving Alika who almost fell to the floor.

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