The Affair With My Step Brother

Chapter 06's

After I went to the next room to pick up my phone and check it, it turned out that the power was running out. I also saw 5 missed calls from my mother, 3 from Laras, and ... and .. ahem, 12 missed calls from my stepbrother.

There was also a message from the three people. Mom told me that she and Gilang's father had arrived safely in AB City. While Laras invites me to go out for a walk, just like my intention was to contact him. While ... was eating Darren's mas, he asked me where I was right now.

I wondered why he called me that much and why he asked me where I was last night? Yes of course the answer is, I'm in my house now. Didn't we both talk about it before. Why should he ask her back.

I got a message back from mom and Laras. While the message from my stepbrother was intentionally ignored. Even the number I accidentally blocked back. Yes, I completely blocked the number again. I didn't want him to call me anymore, asking about something he didn't care to know.

I walked back to my room to charge my phone before leaving at 10 with Laras. But ... Where's my phone charger? Where's my powerbank? I looked for both of those things in my bag, but nothing. Where did I keep it yesterday before coming back here?

I searched my phone charger inside the bag then inside both of my suitcases, but nothing. I can't find him anywhere. Didn't-don't, the charger and the powerbank was left behind at his home mas Darren?

Oh, my God, I'm so careless.

I patted my eel many times for regretting my carelessness. I don't want to be forced to go back there. Fortunately, my phone is still enough to be used to order a taxi. And most importantly, Darren and his wife are not in their home yet.

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45 Minutes later, I finally reached the house.

"There's a point of forgetfulness, isn't there?" tanya bi Anik, the housekeeper at Darren's mas house.

"Yes, Bi. My cell phone charger is forgetfulness," I replied as I walked towards the guest room I usually stayed in while living there.

I walked towards my room very casually while humming because the owner of the house was not in his residence. If Darren and his wife had returned, I would have walked around like a thief. It's a good thing the guy's only coming back tomorrow, so I feel very calm when I get back to this house.

Chequek. I opened the door of the room I used to occupy and went inside. It's true, my phone charger is still on the table, left behind with the powerbank I charged yesterday a few hours before I got home.

I will not linger in this house because I have a powerbank that I can use to charge when in the taxi later.

"Sir."

Dugs. Suddenly my heart was beating. Am I hallucinating? Why do I hear Darren's voice calling me?

Ah, it's impossible. He'll be back tomorrow with his wife. I must be hallucinating because I'm back in this house.

"Daddy, can I come in?" The voice came back from behind the door.

Dag dig dug, dag dig dug. Instantly my heart was beating more and more unbecoming. That voice sounds very real. Am I not hallucinating now? Is Darren really behind the door? I started to guess a lot of things.

But when, and how did he get there? Isn't she coming back tomorrow after her honeymoon? Ah, there's no way Darren's back now. He should still be enjoying his time with his beloved wife. The time of day to make out for a newlywed couple is very valuable. There's no way they'll just miss it.

I walked towards the door, then

turn the door knob very slowly while closing your eyes. Hope when I open my eyes later, there is no one out there but bi Anik.

But when I opened my eyes. Dugs. It felt like my heart wanted to jump from its hiding place.

I'm surprised I'm not playing. But not entirely because I actually found Darren standing behind the door. Not just because of that. But because ... I saw something strange about his appearance this morning. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were puffy and swollen. Like crying for hours. And the feathers of his mustache and beard had begun to grow adorning his face. Like never shaved for a few days. His appearance was really messy. Like it wasn't the Darren I've known all along.

What exactly is going on? I've never seen Darren's mas this mess before? Did something happen to him and his wife? My head was already filled with several questions plus curiosity.

"Ma-Ma-Mas Darren's. Wh-what happened?

I said courageously to ask, but a little stammered.

But without answering my question, Darren hugged me tightly, making me even more surprised. And I reflexively pushed her body, but she seemed reluctant to take off her embrace on me.

"Mas, what's wrong?" manya curious. I'm sure something must be wrong.

Instead of answering, Darren even more tightened his embrace on me. And suddenly .. I heard him sobbing. Darren was crying. Yes, the grown man who was hugging me at the moment was actually crying. I felt my shoulders getting wetter with tears.

I'm more and more convinced, there must be something wrong with Darren's mas. I'm very, very sure of that. But I was also made more curious because he did not tell stories. I don't know what exactly happened and I don't know until when she'll keep crying while hugging me.

At a time like this, there was nothing I could do but pat her on the back quietly. Hoping that way, he could feel a little calmer than before.

If asked if I feel happy being hugged by this guy? The answer is ... NO. NOPE. Why am I unhappy? Because, now mas Darren is the legal husband of another woman. If only she were single, I would feel very happy and happy. Which woman does not like being embraced by the man she loves so much. Don't they?