The Love Story of Children Santri

Chapter 25 - The Rage of Joseph

"Gio!" snapped Eve then pulled Gio's hand that held her hand.

"Why Wa? What makes you angry? I just touched your hand."

"That can't be Gio! We're not muhrim."

Gio got up from his seat, not accepting Eve's treatment of humiliating him. Though he only touched his hand, usually Eve is not like that.

"Don't sell expensive Wa! I know you. You like me, don't you?" Gio suddenly emotional.

"Yes, that was before." Eve did not avoid him to justify the words of Gio, if he used to like the man who became an idol at his school.

"What's different about now? You still like me, don't you?"

"Gue likes you, but that doesn't mean you're free to touch me."

"Ck," Gio smiled cynically.

"Gue doesn't understand you suddenly like this. Don't forget, I've hugged you. But now you're avoiding."

Gio's eyes looked at Eve with giddiness, Eve who was in the face kept retreating away from Gio who continued to approach her.

Miris, not a single friend of hers came. They had deliberately left Eve.

"Gio!" eve shouted as Gio's hand held. Eve try to let go. However, Gio's grip was too strong.

At the pull of Eve's body in her arms. Instantly the beautiful eyeballs were rounded, as Gio's face began to approach trying to kiss her.

Eve could not move, or leave. Gio's hug was too strong.

"What would Gio do," Eve's inner voice began to close her eyes.

"Oh God, Gio."

Plaque,

A slap landed smoothly on Gio's face, making his head turn and his face so red.

Feeling something was happening Eve opened her eyes. Eve was shocked to see a man in front of her.

"Sister Yu-suf."

Yes, that man was Joseph who had dared to slap Gio. His face was already so red that it held back emotions. The hand was still clenched firmly was no longer strong to beat Gio who had dared to touch his sister.

"Don't you dare touch my sister!" firmly Yusuf.

Highlight his eyes were very sharp, his right hand immediately pulled Eve's hand to leave the ceffe. Without glancing at his brother Joseph remained focused on the street in front of him.

"Silver is sick" the ringist Eve was led by Joseph.

Joseph quickly stepped in without caring for Eve, and threw Eve's body violently in order to get into her car.

Eve just kept quiet and cried. For the first time Eve saw her brother who was so angry with her that she had never seen him before.

Joseph got into the car. When he took over the wheel, both feet began to stick the accelerator and brake pedal. Both hands began to rotate the roundabout of the stir in front of him.

The car also drove fast. There was no conversation between them. Joseph focused on the road ahead of him. Eve only looked down occasionally glancing at the sister beside her. Joseph's face looked very sad and scary. It made Eve dare not ask.

Arriving at the house Joseph pulled back Eve's hand, and asked Eve to sit on the available sofa.

"Why did you leave without telling brother?"

"It's been a phone call but it's not picked up."

"Then!" firmly Yusuf. "Can you go alone with a guy?"

"No, sis. Eve goes with Sherly and Mira. At the cafe we accidentally met Gio."

"Where is your friend?"

"They went to the toilet."

"Don't you think you can lie. What did you do at the cafe?"

"What do you mean by Joseph?"

Eve could not bear to see her sister's gaze. Eve understood what Joseph meant. Maybe Joseph thought Eve had done something else.

"I didn't do anything with him."

Eve was silent cannot escape. Indeed Eve did not let go of Gio's embrace, it does not mean Eve wanted it. But Gio's hand is getting stronger.

"If you don't come, will you let your face be touched by that man? Eve remembered! You're a woman who must guard your honor."

"Why is my sister so angry! I didn't do anything and I'm still guarding my honor. I obey what Joseph's brother says. Close the aurat and I keep wearing these clothes even if I go with my friend."

"Son't you always get angry."

"Laughter!"

Eve ran up the stairs to her room, not caring about Joseph's call.

On her slamming room door hard, her body she threw on her king-size bed. The face he drowned on the chewy object that supported his body, a second his cry broke.

Joseph rubbed his face rough, saying Istighfar. For the first time Joseph scolded Eve.

*****

"Gio where's Eve?" ask Sherly and Mira after coming home from the toilet.

Instead of answering Gio instead went to ignore the two friends.

"Damn!" it hit the dashboard of his car.

In his face the reddened face of Joseph's slap. Making Gio not accept, for a lifetime no one ever dared to slap him.

"Look at it later. I'm gonna pay you back for embarrassing me."

Gio immediately took his car away. Where not.

*****

"Laughter!" call Joseph who knocks on the door.

Eve still faithfully drowned her face, reluctant to answer her sister's call.

Joseph went in and approached the bed.

"Oh, don't cry. Brother is angry because brother loves you. From tomorrow, you'll be taken to the cottage."

Hearing the name of the cottage Eve immediately aghast. No matter what her face was because of her crying.

Soon Eve protested not wanting to return to the cottage. However, what power Joseph remained in his decision. For a long time Joseph was like his father who remained clamorous to his wishes.

"don't want. Eve doesn't want to go back."

"Can't argue. Tomorrow you must return to the cottage. I don't want this to happen again."

"Sister!"

"Listen Eve. Now your brother's responsibility is huge to you. Brother was afraid of not being able to look after his only sister. Because you're busy with company, you can't keep monitoring you."

"How is it different from living in a pesantren? Brother still can't monitor me, can he?"

Joseph took a long breath.

"There's a lot of people looking after you."

"But, Brother."

"According Eve. You remember what Papa said, right?"

Eve was silent.

****

Elsewhere, someone was looking at a portrait. In the portrait, a woman with a headscarf is seen with a man.

Portrait of his own. I don't know what to do with the portrait.

"A good result. I can use it" said the man smiling cynically.

Quickly one portrait was uploaded in his laptop. His ten fingers began to move dancing around on the keyboard.

A series of characters created up to several paragraphs. With a photo that he uploaded. In an instant the photo was sent.