The Girl At The Club That Night

The Suspected

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The car sped away looking the same as the one that was watching me and Caca at the hospital. Who exactly is that guy? Ck, argh! Why should this be so complicated as the problem I face?

"Did you?"

A soft voice emerged from inside his room. It's just a wall between my room and Caca's. Maybe the girl felt rather horrified by the condition of the entire house that was pitch black.

"Dead the lights?" Again he said.

"Why, Ca?" I went in and immediately headed for his room after pressing a single button to turn on all the lights.

Caca looked to be grinding his eyes. It is clearly implied that the typical look of waking up. He got up, but could not be separated from the protection of the blanket in the deck.

"Sister Juna, is it in the room?"

"Say today there was a sudden affair. He told you not to mind too much." While I gently rub his head.

Caca smiled enjoying every touch on his head. In fact, it appears he let the head lean on the hand that has begun to descend to the neck area.

"So, why are the lights off?" his voice is typical hoarse just waking up.

"Ang again to enjoy the night. Let it be more powerful if the lights are destroyed. You scared?"

Caca nodded. "As long as there's a brother with me, there's no more fear."

"Well, you want bobo again? Want Brother Temenin?" I laughed seeing the killer look on his face.

"I'm hungry, Bang."

"You want to eat something? Want Brother makein?"

Caca shook his head, releasing the body from the protection of the warm blanket. "Let's not clean up again like that time."

I smiled in remembrance of the events of that time. Foolish, already prepared with some ingredients, even with the bridge wants a pretentious caper in front of Caca, but instead failed miserably because they do not know how to use the modern stove with Japanese language.

Caca was out of his room with a style wrapped around his hair and then tightened it with a hair clip. Uh, that's adorable. It was obvious that he was still holding back the drowsiness by the way he walked. Fortunately, Caca still wears safe clothes so it does not invite every ugly thought in my head.

His hands deftly wash the vegetables he wants to cut, mugkin if not supplied whole.

"What do you want to do?" I asked while grabbing the knife in his hand, not wanting him to get hurt.

"Date, ish." He tried to get this knife.

"Let your brother cut you not to hurt his hand."

"Dragon, I can."

"Udah, you sit down, let your brother cook. What do you want to eat? Hem?"

"I'm suddenly gonna capcay, Bang."

"Okay, Princess wait a minute, the Prince cook first."

"Haha, what the hell?"

A beautiful laugh, a sincere laugh, which makes me always want to protect her at all times. He was still sitting down, even that sleepy expression could not escape easily from his face. Why not wash your face first try?

****! Because of looking at his face while cutting a carrot, my hands were sliced so that a little blood felt warm and sore. Not wanting to make him worry, I washed it for a moment before seeing the expression of the face was already sleeping with arms on the dining table.

Hem, funny, when sleeping even he was so adorable as a baby.

A moment of wiping the sweat that came out when I heated up some of the vegetables for a few minutes on the pan. I don't know, don't understand also with the equipment of today, although it does not emit fire, but the heat is not much different from ordinary stoves.

Jolted in surprise, when gently the hand slipped from behind hugging me. For a moment, I fell silent to enjoy the warmth and the vibe. Yes, the touch never escapes without feeling just like that. Even now Caca has dared to be naughty by playing my chest without hesitation.

"Ca, baby. Amused brother if you like gini. The cooking will not go right."

"No pa-pa, Bang. I'm waiting for it to work out, hihi ...."

****!

"Anjrti lo!"

Juna looked like he was grinning a horse without any guilt. Worth being so brave, Caca couldn't possibly be like that.

"Where, Bang? My touch is good?" ask Juna with his flirtatious style. Ish, my disgust shudder makes his laughter wider.

Unbearable feeling woke Caca who was asleep in his dream even though the food he ordered was ready on the table. I just stared at it, pulling the chair which then sat on it upside down and facing Caca while propping up the chin.

"Lo, did my sister get her tired like that?" Juna who just finished cleaning himself suddenly he came and patted me on the shoulder.

"fucking lo! The man he built himself asked to eat."

"That means from the morning you don't give him food?" His eyes glare.

"Lha, how's her sister?"

"Enh ...." Caca was heard moaning while raising both hands. "Udah ripe?"

"Udah."

"Eeemmm .. delicious ...." Juna with his sinless face carried the plate of capcay to his room.

"Woy, that makes Caca, you're a real big brother!"

"Gue lager, make Caca still in the frying pan!" he screamed from inside the room.

"That's for me!"

"Lo give it up, I'm a really good laper, Vin ...!"

Caca smiled amusedly at the behavior of me and her brother. That is, a smile that is able to make all wounds become like, making all anxiety into happiness. Maybe he saw that me and his brother were not far away like children.

"Don't eat with me."

"He ...." I scratch my head not scratching. "No pa-pa. Brother is still full. You eat it."

His hand deftly pulled the tisyu that was beside his body. Caca wiped away every sweaty patch that stuck between my forehead pores. Down to the neck area and then the hands. Unaware, I forgot to hide the wound that had been scratched by the kitchen knife.

"The gate is cheating. I just can't get hurt, Brother's hand is even hurt."

"Again pa-pa, Ca. It's just a little wound."

"But the danger of not being directly diobatin."

"So you've been washing."

"Abang, I don't want to eat if the wound on my brother's finger has not been treated. You wait here, yeah, I'll take the medicine box first."

...

Tonight Caca was so spoiled that he wanted to spend time alone in the TV room. Watching Korean dramas, he used to call it by the name of drakor which I myself really do not understand what special movies like this. Until Caca did not blink to see every scene depicted on the TV screen.

"Abang ..." sobbed.

"Why are you crying, Ca?"

"I'm scared ...."

"Fearful?"

"Yes, I'm afraid we're not kayaking in that movie ...." His hand pointed straight at the screen showing a male figure crying over a funeral.

"Don't understand, Ca ...."

"The girl got shot, because she saved the guy who wanted to be killed by criminals."

Somehow, I who at first did not really pay attention to the instant touched heart became sick somehow. Especially seeing the cry of Caca so sad, why this?

I grabbed that head, hugged it tightly until it unconsciously took a light grip on Caca's hair considering these few days so many strange things happened to me.

Ca, if you have to be honest, actually lately also the feeling of Brother is filled with such great anxiety. Mugkin, if you weren't around, I don't know what you'd be like now. You're life booster brother, Ca.

You know what you're afraid of right now? No, not the death of your own person, but you are afraid that death will befall you, the girl you love so far, just like on the TV show.

"You calm down, brother will always take care of you, no matter what happens."

I turned off the TV and guided Caca to her room. "You're bobo, yes, the night is not good for our children's health."

The face looked sad with occasional tears wiped on her cheeks as I gently kissed her forehead.

"Sleep yeah, baby. Brother go to the room first."

"Em."

...

Quite tiring after a night of not being able to sleep well. Some of those horrible shadows were disturbing every night. It is difficult to solve, although the answer is increasingly real in plain sight, but it seems more complicated and difficult to avoid.

Several times I got a subtle reprimand from Aslan because the disruption focused on when we held a meeting at his Aslan Hotel. However, even though he is the type of person who is firm, against me it is like being lost that assertiveness even though other employees have experienced several strong rebukes.

"What's wrong?" He asked when we were taking a break for lunch.

"No, I just ...."

Wait, that guy ....

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