
...***...
Alea's reflex closed her eyes very tightly when Iqbal suddenly drew her face closer. Alea could only resign if Iqbal did want to take his first kiss this second as well.
"Ekhem."
The sound of someone's deheman made Alea immediately push slowly Iqbal's body away from him, of course right before Iqbal's lips almost touched his lips. When Alea saw, it turned out to be Miss. Is beautiful.
Mrs. Beautiful approached Iqbal and Alea while poking her lips in laughter. He saw his son's closeness to Alea.
"What did you guys want to do, hmm?" ask Ny. Beautiful while folding both hands in front of the chest, then looking suspiciously at Iqbal and Alea alternately.
"Hmm, this is auntie ... Alea can clear. Just now what aunt saw was actually-"
"Actually Iqbal will," Iqbal cut enthusiastically. Then a nod of approval from Alea was struck.
"Iqbal who wants to or you actually want to, Alea?" lady Goda. Beautiful, which made Alea round her eyes.
Alea glimpsed, denying what Ms said. Is beautiful. "No, aunt. Aunt misunderstood. Actually Alea won't, but Iqbal-"
"Iqbal wants to, mama. Did you say that one day Iqbal danced with a partner, Iqbal had to kiss him, "Iqbal cut.
"Ohh, so Alea's sister is Iqbal?" ask Ny. Beautiful to his son.
Iqbal nodded. "Yes, from now on the sisters are not only Iqbal sisters, but Iqbal couples as well" Iqbal replied as she wrapped her hands around Alea's neck, of course to hug the girl.
Alea was shocked on the spot. He did not expect that Iqbal would consider him a couple, even though only two days Alea worked as his sister Iqbal.
Is that in the heart of Iqbal Riandra Keanny?
While Mrs. Beautiful smile when you hear it. It turned out that Alea's presence was indeed very meaningful for her son's life. The proof of Alea's figure is also able to carve a smile Iqbal who has long been lost.
"Iqbal, did you bother me?" ask Ny. Is beautiful.
Iqbal removed his circle of hands on Alea's neck, then switched to folding both hands in front of her chest while putting on a pouting face.
"Yes, my mom is very disturbing. Iqbal almost kissed the nurse, but she came and messed it all up. But no papa, next time Iqbal will kiss Sister Alea at the right time, the point is in a place that can not be found by mama. So Iqbal can be alone with the sisters," answered Iqbal at length accompanied by his innocent face.
Instantly Alea's face instantly flushed red like a boiled crab from enduring embarrassment. Alea did not expect an Iqbal with a disturbed mentality turned out to dare to speak like that in front of Ny. Is beautiful.
But Alea understood. His name is also a sick person, surely his way of speaking is always original.
"Yes, now Iqbal change clothes, then rest in the room. Although it's still morning, Iqbal can't be sapped. Understood?" ask Ny. Is beautiful.
Iqbal nodded. Then he stepped out of the room accompanied by Alea.
Although Ny. Lovely began to shake her head accompanied by a small laugh when recalling the way Iqbal made Alea baper.
***
Alea is currently accompanying Iqbal to play a puzzle in the room. Alea had told Iqbal to rest, but Iqbal refused because he said he wanted to play for a while.
Only after playing, Iqbal will go to rest. Okay, Alea will obey.
Trings
While daydreaming, Alea briefly heard the tone on her phone making a sound. Someone must have sent him a message.
After Alea checked, it turned out to be true. Mrs. Lovely send her a regular message. Without thinking for a second, Alea opened it immediately.
[Alea, can you help aunty for a second?]
[What help, auntie?]
Alea replied to Ms.'s message. Is beautiful. Hope mama Iqbal quickly reply.
[Help aunty to clean the back shed. It just so happens that the warehouse has not been cleaned for a long time considering the workers here at home. So aunty is a bit overwhelmed if you clean it yourself.]
[How do Iqbal, auntie? Iqbal doesn't want to rest. He is currently playing a puzzle.]
Alea returned to reply to Ms. Is beautiful.
[Let Iqbal play first, and the warehouse will not last long. When you get out, don't forget to lock the door.]
[Alright, aunt. Alea will soon meet aunt.]
After replying to the message, Mrs. Beautiful, Alea immediately asked permission first to Iqbal to help Ms. Is beautiful.
Iqbal nodded. "alright. Yeah, sus, won't be long?"
"Yes, Iqbal. You keep playing yeah. If you feel sleepy, go to sleep. Okay?"
"OK," Iqbal said.
Alea smiled in relief, for a moment she ruffled Iqbal's slightly messy hair. After which, Alea rushed out of the room not forgetting to lock the door from the outside.
***
Alea had arrived in front of the warehouse which was located behind the house. Coincidentally the warehouse door opened slightly, Alea went straight inside, because Alea was convinced Ny. It's beautiful there too.
While inside, Alea saw every corner of the warehouse looking dirty and messy. Even the goods there were many dusty as if it had been unkempt for a long time.
"Tante," call Alea to Mrs. Beautiful who was cleaning up a pile of newspapers.
"Eh, Alea." Mrs. It was beautiful for a moment to stop her activities, then move towards Alea.
"You don't mind helping auntie clean up this barn?" ask Ny. Beautiful to the point.
Alea shook her head with a smile. "No, aunt. Precisely Alea was happy to be able to help aunty, especially if told to clean up," Alea replied.
Mrs. Beautiful smile, at a glance he stroked Alea's cheek. "Yes, you help aunty settle in there yes," said Mrs. Beautiful while pointing towards the cardboard lying on the table.
"Oh, okay, aunt."
Alea rushed towards the table and picked up the cardboard. After which, Alea placed it on the floor, then it was blown slowly as it was filled with dust.
Alea opened the cardboard. It turns out that the contents are books about corporate governance and so on. Alea wondered why such an important book was even stored in cardboard, not on shelves.
Unwilling to think long, Alea cleaned the books using a rag. Once it felt clean, Alea moved it to a new cardboard because later he would store it on the shelf. But before that, Alea asked Ms for permission first. Is beautiful.
"Tante, wouldn't you mind if Alea kept the important books on the shelf?" ask Alea.
"Yes, no papa, Alea. Actually aunt wants to move the book to the shelf, but since aunt forgot to eat aunt asked you to clean that one."
Alea nodded in understanding. Then he cleaned up the next thing. The sight of a book about life made Alea interested in wanting to read it at a glance.
"It looks like books will motivate me" Alea said as she slowly opened the pages.
While being cool to look around, Alea accidentally found some palaroid photos tucked into the book sheet. Alea picked it up, then looked at it carefully.
The palaroid photo shows a middle-aged man wearing a formal suit. Alea thinks the man is Iqbal's father. It's probable.
Alea looked at the other photo. A boy who may be around twelve years old is in style in front of a car. Alea thought the child in the photo was Iqbal.
However, after Alea saw the back of the palaroid photo, there was the initials R. Meaning his estimate of the boy was that Iqbal was wrong.
To get rid of her curiosity, Alea immediately asked Ms. Is beautiful.
"Tante," call Alea as she approaches Mrs. Beautiful who is cleaning up a pile of books.
"Yes, Alea?"
"Tante, if you can tell in this photo who, huh?" asked Alea while thrusting some photos of the palaroid to Ny. Is beautiful.
Mrs. It was beautiful to take it. After that, look at her face. Beautiful began to turn into a sad when looking at the photo.
"Tante, what's wrong? Are the people in the photo aunty's family?" ask Alea.
Mrs. Lovely nodded with her two already watery eyeballs. Alea who saw the sadness on her face. Beautiful, instantly calming him.
"Tante, sorry Alea. Alea didn't mean to make aunty sad" Alea said feeling guilty.
"No, Alea. You are not wrong, you just ask. If you want to know more about the aunt's family, then the aunt will tell you about it today. Do you want to listen to him?" ask Ny. Is beautiful.
Alea replied with a nod. To be honest Alea was already curious about the Ny family. Beautiful, especially about Iqbal's past.
Yes ... Alea was more curious about the past of an Iqbal Riandra Keanny, which made the man mentally disturbed.
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