The Lovely One's

Chapter 4: Mission

Geck. Geck. Geck.

Starla awoke from her sleep hearing the knock on the door in her room, she grumbled softly, confirmed her sleeping position to be more comfortable, and closed her eyes again. He was sure whoever it was would leave soon.

Geck. Geck. Geck.

Soon go—

Geck. Geck. Geck.

Soon per—

"Sister?"

Starla finally gave up, she woke up from her sleep, puffing her cheeks, she stomped her footsteps towards her bedroom door.

Cklek.

Denis's innocent face greeted him. "Morning, Brother."

Starla rolls her eyeballs; Denis trying to play innocently with her? Unfortunately, he did not intend. "What do you want?"

"Wow," Denis was amazed by Starla's 'sweet' speech. "I'm just here to wake up, wonder why you haven't woken up yet."

"What?" Starla has set the alarm faster than usual yesterday, the alarm has not sounded which means Denis woke up early, or the alarm went off but he did not hear it? "What time is it?" tanyanya panic.

"Half seven," said Denis innocently.

"What!?" Starla exclaimed in panic, without a second thought she immediately closed the door of her room, and ran quickly to the bathroom to get ready for school.

While rubbing soap all over her body, Starla wonders in her heart why her cell phone alarm did not go off, she believes her phone battery is not depleted, sure also set the clock at half six in the morning so how could it not sound? Is the phone broken?

Starla turned on the shower faucet to clean the soap on her body then immediately washed her face, brushed her teeth from the top, bottom, front, back regularly, then gargled, and wrapped a towel around her body.

Starla opens the wardrobe looking for her white-gray uniform, and immediately wears it after meeting, once done, she sits on the chair where she used to dress up, being chased for time, and is, he only wears powder and lip gloss do not forget to wear sunscreen protection on his exposed body and face.

Fortunately last night he had cleared up the needs of the lesson now, so he just had to wear a bag not to forget his phone and walk out down the stairs deftly.

"Morning." Denis, who was playing his phone, said hello again.

"For Denis too." Starla replies warmly, glancing at the curious what Denis is writing on her phone.

Denis turns his body around avoiding Starla to look at her phone screen; the habit of snooping around on her privacy, even older, will not allow Starla to see her privacy.

Starla rolled her eyeballs. "Mobile." protested.

Denis ignored his brother's words, was still busy typing, after he finished sending the message and returned to Starla again. "So don't do this dirty work?"

Starla patted her forehead; again, Denis made her feel like a criminal, already told not to comment a no-no. "Your motor has been checked yet?"

"I've outsmarted my bike, take it easy, brother," Denis said. "So don't wait for the signal I'm gonna give you."

"What?" it wasn't what they agreed last night, Starla wanted to protest but Denis had already run out, he followed just up near the door, seeing if Arthur was outside, he said, and it's true that Arthur was there cleaning the car.

Denis immediately ran to the garage where the bike was, pretending to turn on his motorbike which failed many times, after being quite convincing, he immediately got off the bike. "Arthur!" call him.

"Yes?" Arthur replied by shouting as well.

"A little while here, something's wrong with my bike!" call Denis again.

Arthur immediately approached and checked Denis' motorcycle.

Starla, who has since seen, thought about what had happened, she waited for a signal from Denis anxiously, racing against the time of the school bus stop. "If he signals do I have to start deflating the tires?" tanyakanya. If it's true, there won't be time to wait for the signal, he'll do it now. He walked to his car, squatting beside him, his hands deftly turning the tight tire valve loose.

Beyond a doubt the air that came out was not as big as he thought, making him more anxious if it would fail; maybe this is why Denis asked him to get up early because it took a long time.

It crossed Starla's mind to tear a little car tire with a knife or broken glass but was undone because she had to search inside or a dirty garbage can, impossible to do, a lot of germs.

Denis' thick eyebrows fused together, irritated, he paid attention to his bike again, looking for another gap, and when Arthur checked in his bike, he gave another signal, this time with his thumb as well as the movement of his lips and his eyes towards the gate.

Starla catches on quickly this time, Denis' lip movements mean: quickly out. He came out of hiding, walking quietly so that Arthur did not hear the sound of his shoes.

On the other hand Denis patted his forehead in disbelief of Starla's actions; if his sister kept going like that, he would be late for school too; forget the idea! "I mean run, brother!" yells.

Starla was surprised instead of playing; didn't mishear herself? Denis yelling for him to run?

Arthur was also surprised, stopped checking, but could not understand the situation, his body was locked by both hands Denis. "Mr Denis!?"

"I'm sorry, but it's for Brother's puberty" Denis said. "I'm just holding on for a second, Arthur."

"What!?" Arthur was surprised instead of playing, and in front of his own eyes he watched Starla gallop towards the gate of the house. "No! Miss Starla is not allowed to go to school alone. I have to protect Miss Starla" she said frantically trying to rebel.

Denis is not flinching. "I'm touched by your loyalty to our family, Arthur. I totally get it. However, sooner or later Starla will rebel. She's just an ordinary girl who's in her infancy like me." she explained. "Aren't you supposed to be on my and Big Brother's side seeing us grow the most?"

Arthur stops rebelling, thinking what Denis told him. "Of course I understand the feelings of Master and Miss," he admitted. "It's just my job, if both of your Parents knew about this.." he did not dare to continue his words, frantically imagining what he would become if heard by his employer.

"My brother and I will defend you of course, Arthur" Denis said.

"Mr Denis doesn't know how angry Father Sir is" Arthur said.

Denis releases the lock of his hand on Arthur's body after believing Starla is out of sight in his eye, before it is completely removed, he swiftly picks up the car keys in Arthur's pocket with a shrewd look, his lips slightly grinned when it was successfully taken away before putting on its calm expression again. "Trust me, I've seen Papa's anger" he said calmly. "I admit, it's creepy but there will be Kak Starla, you must know how much Kak Starla is loved by Papa and Mama."

"Yes indeed..." Arthur admitted that he was just worried.

"Everything will be fine, Arthur" Denis said. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'll go to school first."

Arthur exhaled deeply, giving up, completely uninterested in arguing again, he said softly. "Be careful, Mr. Denis."

Denis nodded, before Arthur fully recovered, he immediately dashed lightning-fast toward the parked car.

Arthur finally realizes that Denis's motorbike is still not repaired, so what will the young man go to school with? He turned around and panicked instead of playing to see Denis already sitting in the steering wheel. "What's!? The master! You are forbidden to ride in a car!" yells.

Denis did not comply with the gas tank, which was unfortunately blocked by Arthur in front of the gate of the house. "Come on Arthur, if you can let Starla's sister go, I'll dong too! Don't choose love! Rice has become porridge, let me have fun too."

"No" said Arthur. "I can trust Miss Starla but if it's Mr. Denis, I can't." she said.

Denis rolled his eyeballs. "You asked for this, Arthur."

"What?" Arthur was shocked, he took three steps back when the car was about to hit him, he was really annoyed right now. "Mr Denis hurry down!" emotional command.

Denis did not comply. "I'll count to three, if you haven't stepped aside, it's your fault, Arthur."

Arthur gulped his saliva; denis was just messing around, right? He understood the attitude of the young man just where possible Denis would act to that extent especially he was also older. "Mr Denis, you're not—"

"One..."

Denis meant! "Sir, you still can't! You're the successor, hold your guard up!" Arthur tried to persuade.

Denis was wearing his sunglasses, and passing the gears of his car. "Two.." he continued relaxed.

"Tu—"

"Three!"

Arthur got out of the way and the next second Denis' car was running.

"Bye-bye,"

Arthur could only look at his beloved car slowly away from his sight, until after it was completely out of sight in his eyes, he muttered. "I need a break."

The rice has become porridge, so leave it alone.

The resigned Arthur, returning home, made a cup of chamomile tea for himself.