
After breakfast, the people at the Wicaksana residence began to do their activities. Rakha goes to the office, Liana goes to her boutique and Niya also goes to her design studio.
Stay Ken and Khay who are still in the house. Khay was ready and waiting for Ken to come out of his room. He wanted to ask Ken a lot of questions. But it feels less fitting to ask about a lot of things considering Khay is not that close to Ken.
While waiting for Ken, Khay racked his brain looking for a way to teach Niya a lesson. The attitude Niya showed towards Rakha was no longer the attitude of a sister to her brother.
"Would it be better if Rakha knew the truth? But, if he suddenly told her... Rakha must have suspected how I knew about Niya. Aah, why is it so complicated?" mummy Khay.
Ken looks down the stairs with a neat appearance. Ken frowned at the loss of sight of Khay standing under the stairs.
"Khania, what are you doing here?"
"Oh, hi, Ken. Umm, look... Can I ride in your car?"
"Hmm, can. Where are you going?"
"Later I tell you."
Khay immediately pulled Ken's arm to walk quickly.
Holy hooch! This girl is still a bar!
Inner Ken shook his head slowly.
Ken drove his car at a moderate speed. He glanced at Khay who seemed to be thinking about something.
"Tell me what you want to say! I know you were waiting for me on purpose, right?"
"I'm looking for a way to teach that spoiled girl a lesson!"
"Yes, Khay. He's crossed the line."
"Where did you actually go yesterday? Why don't you pick up my phone?"
"Haha. I already know if you just reasoned to want to hitchhike."
Khay chuckles. "Is it that clear?"
"Yes. You know who I am, don't you?"
"Currently, you've always been proud of yourself. Where are we going?"
"My friend called me, he said the DNA matching results were out."
"Eh? Did ya? So you've met Disha?"
"Of course."
"Hmm, so Mother Liana already knew that Niya was not Rakha's real sister. It was only fitting that he also did not like to see Niya's attitude. Then what are we gonna do, Ken? I really can't stand that female fox."
"Calm, Khay. We must have taught him a lesson worth learning."
Khay and Ken arrive at a laboratory clinic. Ken entered the clinic following Khay. A young man welcomed their arrival.
"Hello, Ark. How's it?" hello Ken brief.
"You can see the results in that envelope."
Khay and Ken exchanged glances before opening the envelope.
Ken who first read immediately smiled a grin.
"What's up, Ken?"
"Serist as I thought, Khay. Disha is indeed the daughter of Ardi Wicaksana."
"Did?!" khay's eyes are perfectly rounded.
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Rakha was still busy signing some files on her desk before a call on her phone interrupted her. His forehead is wrinkled to see the name on the phone screen.
This morning's incident made him even more clueless about the situation in his family. Inevitably, Rakha picked up the call on her phone.
"Hello, Niya."
"..........."
"Sister is busy. Brother will tell people to drive him."
"............"
"Huf! Yes well. To your studio?"
"............"
"good. There are things you should talk about with me too."
"Yes. Brother hang up the phone."
Rakha looked far ahead. He could not believe that Dika was in front of him.
"Boss! Thinking about what?"
"When I have to go now. Please take care of all my work!"
"Where are you going?"
"I have to give Niya a flight ticket to Europe. And there's also something I need to talk to him about."
"Hmm, okay."
Dika knows that Rakha loves her little sister very much. So meetings as important as anything will lose with the name 'request Niya'.
Rakha leaves his office and drives his car to Niya's drawing studio. Niya is a designer. He has a studio built by Rakha so that his sister can work freely as a designer.
Rakha pressed the studio bell, and Niya appeared with a big smile welcoming Rakha.
"Sister... You coming? Come inside!"
Niya pulls Rakha's hand into her studio.
"Are you busy?" Rakha sat on the sofa in a room similar to the living room.
"Not really. What would you like to drink?"
"anything. Where are we going to lunch? You decide the place. But, can you take Khania too?"
Niya brought a glass of orange juice to Rakha.
"of course. Khania's sister's wife." Niya replied with a smile.
Rakha gulped down the orange juice brought by Niya.
"So, what do you want to talk to me about?" Niya asked as she walked over to Rakha and sat down beside her.
I don't know why Rakha's head started to feel dizzy. He opened his eyes looking around.
"She, why did you do that to you?" Although her head started pulsing, Rakha still had not lost her consciousness.
"Do what?" Niya gets closer to Rakha and opens the suit that Rakha is wearing.
"Miss... What are you doing?" Rakha tried to resist but his body seemed hot so he complied.
Niya got closer to Rakha and stroked the chest of Rakha's field which was still wrapped in a white shirt.
"She, you're my sister, why did you almost kiss my lips this morning?" with a gasp of breath, Rakha was still trying to control himself. He got off the couch and clung to the wall.
Niya came back to Rakha and opened his long robe that had wrapped his body.
Rakha rounded her eyes because Niya was wearing a sexy nightgown that made her even more unfazed.
"What are you doing, Niya? We are brother and sister." Rakha kept trying to control himself.
"Whatdidyou say? I haven't thought of you as my brother since 10 years ago."
"What are you talking about, Niya?" Rakha continued to hold his head which continued to throb and also the passion that began to be created.
"You're not my brother, and I'm not your sister. You can touch me, Rakha..."
Niya pointed Rakha's hand at one of her chewy bumps.
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"NOOOOO!!!"
Pekik Khay when he saw the video that Niya sent through his mobile phone.
Liana and Ken who were with him were immediately shocked by Khay's scream.
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#connects...
*Aw aw, kira2 Rakha will admit it is not the same Niya π΅π΅π΅
thank you for your beloved mamak ππ
a story about a genius boy who is looking for the whereabouts of his real father. Was his father an FBI agent or a forensic doctor? Follow the story ya genks... mamak wait at the next yard ya pet ππ