The Charm of Twins S

Satria's Concerns

"Now!" Cantika gave a piece of paper to the brother who was neatly wearing black jeans with a white shirt top, and a black jeans jacket draped on the shoulder.

He was tying the shoelaces that he currently wore.

The smell of perfume emanated from the body of the young man who was his brother.

"Such a fragrance, would you like to meet a girl?" cantika said innocently, while re-sniffing the smell of perfume from the body of the brother who had been so familiar.

"This perfume fragrance, Tika rich know deh bang." continued Cantika, the little girl who is his beloved sister did never stop talking if the brother had not answered all his questions.

"Diem deh deck, very noisy little boy." scrambled Cantika's hair, to make the girl grunt while clasping her hand.

"It's brother's habit!" pekik.

"It read first it was a paper bang." continued Cantika when he saw the brother put the paper in his pants pocket.

"Entar aja deck, brother again in a hurry."

"Ihs, beware if you forget, just go back and forth in your mother's anger." cried Cantika, because the brother had darted away, regardless.

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Before leaving for the place he will be heading to tonight, Satria directs his motorcycle to Stela's house first to pick up her girl.

Not going to school, coupled with his number that was not active all day made Satria feel overwhelmed by prolonged worries.

And the only way to treat her worry is to meet her girl in person.

Satria's motorbike stopped right in front of Stela's house, frowning as the gate and door of Stela's house seemed wide open.

"Den Satria huh?" said mang Rahmat who recently met him several times.

"Oh yes, there's a stel?"

"There's no, it just so happens that non Stela just got home."

"Going home? where's mang coming from?" she asked, frowning, guessing where the girl had been all day, and never had time to tell her.

"Say non Stela abis buy a new cell phone den."

"Mobile? what is Stela's phone why, the feeling is still new right mang?"

"Yes, it's still new, but because of the commotion that happened last night non Stela's phone got broken!"

"Though, who's mang?" the tanyanya began to panic.

"Together with her sister, Mbak Nira."

The deg!

"Can we do mang?"

"Either den, from the small non Stela this house is always used as a place of constant storm, starting from the master and mistress, plus the same stepbrother, sometimes I am confused with them, I am confused, and I also pity non Stela, but I also can not do anything den, I am aware of who I am." explained mang Rahmat.

For mang Rahmat himself by telling the story of his employer's life does sound disrespectful, but increasingly he can not bear to see the condition of his young master who is always a victim.

"Yes, please!"

Satria walked in a bit of a hurry to enter Stela's house whose door was already wide open.

Sighing with relief when he found his girl sitting on the sofa in the front room, the girl seemed very focused on nengtikan something on the screen of her new phone, until not realizing the arrival of Satria who is now beside him.

"Which?"

"Yesinyaanng?"

For the second time he called Stela in a louder voice, making the girl who was focused on playing her new phone jump in shock, then the replex stood up.

"S-sat, what's the d-here?" ask her with a slightly stammering tone.

"Why do you think?"

"S-sat, that's me, I'm sorry that I didn't go to school today, I didn't know you either, sorry!"

Satria shook her head, "It's okay, if you're tired, if you're dizzy, you'd better take a break, I'm just here to invite you to watch a concert in front of the Kardun mansion at the end of the road." said Satria trying to look calm in front of Stela.

He already knew everything from the Mercy man, the reason Stela did not enter school or did not contact him all day.

So he thought, he no longer needed to ask why with Stelanya today.

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"Ready?" said Satria when both of them are now on the motor Satria are ready to go to the destination.

"Handle that, you'll fall! people say falling from a motorcycle is not as beautiful as falling in love." said Satria who then laughed himself.

While Stela only smelled a smile, obey the willingness of men in front of her to hold on by hugging her.

"Which?"

"Hmm."

"Do you know anything?"

"What?" stela asked half-screaming, to defeat the sound of the wind blowing quite loudly.

"The hug on the bike just feels like this is what, what else if in the mattress yes."

"What?! you said Sat, I'm not horrified!" Stela shouted again.

"The embrace on the bed is better."

"What the hell, what are you talking about, I'm not horrified!" the noise coming from the roar of the engine of other vehicles and the gusts of wind that are getting louder makes Stela unable to hear clearly Satria's speech.

"Nothing that, you better not be horrified, just a moment if already married in practice directly." he muttered to himself, while imagining the yes-yes.

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