She's Maduku

The Twins Maharani part 5

"Sister Isya. Here's a sneak," Rani called the kaka who is currently wearing a hijab to go to school.

"Well?"

"That's Gilang's brother again hold the machete brother."

"Bool?" because of curiosity, Isya walked up to the sister who was standing next to the window staring down the house Gilang.

Gilang. The 16-year-old lives with biological parents who often fight almost every morning. Even according to neighbors around, Gilang's parents are taking care of divorce because the father is often drunk, also having an affair with his own secretary to have a baby girl.

Isya and Rani run out of the house to approach Gilang who had pointed a machete towards the father who was mowing the grass in his yard.

They did that because they had seen Gilang hit his own father with a beam when his father hit his mother with a belt. No wonder when he saw Gilang brandishing a machete towards his father, then what was in the mind of Rani and Isya was Gilang must be planning to kill his father with a machete secretly.

"Sister Gilaaang. Yoru."

Isya and Rani shouted while running intending to push Gilang's body, but there were even those who fell to the ground because Gilang dodged very quickly.

"Aaaaaaaa.. bruuk."

"Aaww."

Rani rubbed her hanky, while Isya rubbed her injured arm hit by fragments of stone fringes of ornamental plants belonging to Gilang.

Mr. Darwin who was mowing the grass looked back, seeing Isya and Rani still sitting on the ground.

"What's wrong? Why you?" ask Mr. Darwin to pause his activities.

"Omm?" greet Rani and Isya together.

"You know they suddenly ran here. Why?" asked Gilang while frowning his forehead in astonishment.

Isya stood up, while pulling her brother's hand to stand up as well.

"Why would you like to hold a Golok?" tanya Isya ventured to ask.

"This?" brandishing the cleaver to the front of Rani and Isya.

Isya and Rani also nodded at the same time while shrinking a little away from Gilang's machete groove.

"It's me mai nebang tree.

"Tree nut? but ko his way towards his father brother Gilang?" said Rani.

"Yes, because the tree is there. Why emang?"

"What time?"

"Ko time anyway. The tree is there. Don't you see what that tree is next to my boke?"

Rani and Iaya looked next to him, making sure there was a tree that looked old there, the leaves had started yellowing and falling out.

"You think, why would I hold a machete? want to cook the kayaks you do in front of the house?"

"I think you want to mem..." Isya who knew what her sister was going to say, she hurriedly silenced Rani's mouth with her hands.

"Kkhm..." Rani forced Isya's hand down from her mouth, and finally succeeded.

"What the hell is it?" rani said grunting annoyedly. He rubbed his mouth because Isha's hand had a lot of land. Isya glared giving a gesture to the sister.

"What?"

"What the hell are you?" The cross is getting worse.

"Take Lang in" said Mr. Darwin without stopping his activities.

"They're not my friends. Little boy kayak gini," he said while staring at Rani as well as Isya from toe to head.

"Little boy? Brother think we're little kids?"

Crossed his arms around his chest, "if not a child what try?"

Rani growled because she was called a child by her neighbor.

"We are not small children, we are already in 5th grade Elementary School, you know not" Rani said protesting.

"Sono's home, sono. Just bother me. I don't have time to mess with you guys."

"Rani let's go home," Isya pulled the hand of her sister to leave Gilang's yard. Rani refused.

"Can't Sis, Gilang's brother is songong, just want to say we're children."

"Ran.he's got a machete. You're not afraid of what? he did not kill his father, we could have been killed" Isya said, continuing to pull Rani's hand.

Rani, who was also frightened by the machete in Gilang's hands, immediately stepped back away. Thinking what the brother said is true as well.

"Yes brother. Let's go home."

"Hus. hus.. sono came home," said Gilang as he shook his hand. Rani and Isya return to their house while running.

"Non. From where?" tanya Panji who just came out of the house is ready with a school uniform.

"We have failed A premeditated murder" said Rani just answer.

"Murder planned? where's where?" ask Panji curiously.

"There is no A, Rani, if you say," said Isya.

"Let's go in first Ran. Umi same abi must wait for us at the dining table," after which they again ran into the house, leaving Panji in confusion.

"What the hell do they mean?"

Elsewhere, Adlan is currently sitting on the sofa in front of the TV with Kiran sitting in front of him watching a cooking show together.

"What can you cook?" adlan asked while putting his face on Kiran's neck, then dipped her several times.

"Mas amused iihh," he said as he folded his neck.

"Geli that if in kelitikin kayak gini nih," Adlan exemplifies by tickling the stomach of Kiran with his finger. Kiran laughed trying to let go of Adlan's hand.

"Mad Mother. Golly," surrender.

Adlan who was still feeling anxious, alternately kissed Kiran's lips very soft, very deep, very deep, very long even had to sigh deeply to scoop up a lot of oxygen to fill every lung cavity that is oxygen.

"Bag.." Kiran protested because Adlan did not want to let go of his grip.

"You're a tau gesin tak" said Adlan, rubbing Kiran's lips with his finger. Kiran smiled and hugged him.

"I Love U Om Adlan."

"Love you too Kirania Rossalie."

Crew...

Adlan instantly let go of his embrace, "what's that noise?"

"That's my stomach voice. Pretend you don't know.."

"How do you not know. People are horrified."

Kiran covered her face with both palms, in shame.

"Yes, no dear. Excuse me. You said dong if laper. It's been prepared from the hotel for our breakfast."

Adlan let go of Kiran's hand which kept covering her face and then brought all the food on the table.

"Wow.. is breakfast a lot of mas?" this was the first time he had stayed at a hotel with this much breakfast, and it was as delicious as this.

Adlan opened the plate, then took out all the menus Kiran pointed to.

"Enough mas!"

Kiran begins to enjoy breakfast in Adlan's bribe, and it tastes very different when eating from someone else's hands. More delicious.

"Eat a lot, baby. We will fight again."

"Mas Adlaaan..."