
Baruna POVs
I'm still sitting in a chair with Reza, not far from Reynand and Dad's desk. We chat long enough, eliminate the longing as a friend, or maybe even more appropriate if called with a sister-in-law? Yes, Reza is my best friend and sister-in-law.
Sometimes I throw my eyes at my brother and father. They seem to be talking about something so serious.
"Bar, how's your honeymoon going?" asked Reza who immediately broke my attention to move on from Father and Reynand.
Like being stung by a wild animal, it quickly turned my attention to Reza. "What?"
"Honeymoon lo, Bar. How's it?" Reza's face was so curious looking at me.
I chuckle at hearing it. Raising my eyes so seriously, though intending to tease. "Lo want to know my honeymoon or learn to make a baby sister?"
Hearing my answer, Reza immediately gawked, then patted her on the forehead. "Oh, jeez! Making a baby sister? Is that true? Everyone has such abilities. You don't have to tell me anything that makes me sick!"
I laughed at my friend's response. Meanwhile, Reza advanced her pair of lips a sulking sign. His face immediately flushed.
"My honeymoon was simple, Za. I'm happy to be with Sheryl wherever it is."
"Cie! How's that so sweet, anyway, Bar? My sister taught me, huh?" Reza teases. With a flash eliminate the look of his sulking face.
"From the time I was like this, Za. Time you don't know? Lo by yourself, when is marriage? Kasian Dita was hanged that way."
"Depart when it's time" said my friend.
I understand. Take a look around the park. Suddenly stopped at one point that made me stunned to see Reynand who was walking, accidentally hit Sheryl.
Instantly I stood up. I don't know what he's thinking. Why was he so stupid that he hit my wife while walking? Which way did his eyes look?
"Gue go there for a second!" I said to Reza.
"Don't fight!" Reza was warning me as if he knew what was going to happen in a few minutes.
"No, Za!" I immediately walked towards them.
Haish! I'm really afraid that things will happen again. Although I said everything has changed, but still my heart feels anxious. After all, the two people had already been close.
You're the winner, Bar. Just chill! No need to worry. Sheryl just loves you.
That sentence has always been a consolation when I doubted the sincerity of my own wife's love. We are always happy and hope forever to be happy until death do us part.
When Reynand took her hand off my wife's back, there wasn't much conversation they had. He hurriedly entered the house. I quickly accelerated my way to Sheryl.
"Are you okay, honey?" I was so worried.
"It's okay." Sheryl shook her head, looking a little misbehaved because of the look on my eyes that looked very anxious. "I'm not doing anything like you're worried about" he added.
"You mean?"
"sorry. I'm really afraid you're thinking things out just because we collided" he replied.
"No. Why are you so afraid I'm thinking weirdly of you and Rey?"
"Yes, of course I'm scared. Even though you have convinced me many times about her changed self, but I still worry about your heart. Please don't get me wrong" she said with a worried look.
I immediately grabbed him into my arms. Kissing the top of his head repeatedly. "No, Honey. You're only mine," I said consolingly. To give up all the bad thoughts that sometimes haunt. I really don't want this marriage to be ruined out of sheer jealousy.
Not long after taking a hug off Sheryl's body, I looked into her beautiful eyes. I immediately asked where Rey was going.
"I don't know. But judging by her guts, she seems to be going to the toilet, honey."
"Well, I'll stick him in. Haven't seen him in a long time. We're like brothers playing with cats." I put on a sweet smile, while Sheryl immediately let me go from her presence.
I waited a long time in front of the toilet door. The seductress didn't come out from the inside either. I don't know what he's doing. Is he preening inside?
I then chuckled. The feeling of having a real stepbrother when he was an adult like this is indeed very strange. I actually feel awkward dealing with him. But quickly try to get rid of such feelings.
That door is open. Reynand was seen there. Looked at me in wonder.
"Well, Bar? What's up?"
I looked at her while smiling a warm smile. "Haish! Why are you so arrogant, anyway?" Without hesitation, I approached and hugged her tightly.
"Ba-Bar ..," he stuttered. He was so scared to get a hug from me. But really .. I'm very sincere.
I immediately broke down the hug. Instantly looking warmly at him. "So I called and I was so happy. Even go so with Dad. What are you guys talking about? So serious. Don't talk about candidates for you, Rey?" my God told him because I really didn't know what to say.
"Candidate?" Reynand.
"hu-um. Must be talking to your future wife, right? Why, me!"
I grieved in front of him. Tempting him with happiness. If indeed my guess is correct, hopefully the candidate really suits Reynand.
"Nothing. Dad just told me about the Berlin Corporation who wanted to buy shares of Ashraf," he replied seriously.
"Oh," I said a little disappointed. Though I really hope he married soon and eliminate all this anxiety.
"Yes, Bar. After all, I have no intention of getting married" he replied briefly.
"Nova .... You didn't bring it here?" I immediately switched the conversation.
"Why talk about him?" The guy doesn't seem to like me talking about it.
"You guys always stick together."
"He was filming out of town," Reynand replied briefly. The man then fell silent for a while before continuing his words. "The two of us have never had such a relationship, Bar. Please stop linking together Kayla and me with a committed relationship between a guy and a girl."
"That's weird. You have no relationship, but you know you always know where he is at the moment" I don't want to lose. It feels strange to see them. Always together but not committed.
"Kayla always reports to me about what she is and where she is. Already, yes!" reynand replied, then hurriedly left from before me.
I only grieved while shaking my head at Reynand's reply. My body was sculpting for a while until suddenly the sound of Mother calling. I look back.
"Baruna!"
"Yes, Bun. What's up?" I immediately turned my body.
"The party will begin. Why are you still here? Hurry to the show!" his orders.
I nodded with a smile, immediately holding Mother's arm, taking her away together. My head rested on his shoulder. Mother who faced my actions was surprised, then joined in smiling.
"When you're married, you don't change. Still my spoiled son," he said.
"Of course" I answered briefly.
"Then to your wife!" Mother patted my back.
I laughed, then held my head up. Look at him with warm water. "Mother is still my first love."
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