The Shackles of Love The Single Heir

Chapter 9.

Miko stepped over to Dion, her hand moving pulling a rattan chair and then sitting on it. Green trees accompany the two to fill the empty time in this sunny afternoon.

Dion put a cigarette on the surface of his lips, then pulled a match and sucked it in.

"What do you want to ask me?" dion asked, starting a conversation.

Miko's gaze looked strange, the look on her face began to be confused. How to start a question he doesn't really need to ask.

"A, I..," Miko stammered.

"No need to continue! I know what you want to ask."

Miko glared at his eyes, she had not even had a chance to say anything. However, it seemed like Dion could already guess the contents of his heart before he asked.

"There was nothing between me and the girl, we didn't know each other. We met several times, unintentionally. It's just that the girl seems to have a problem that I can't describe. So what about you, why are you with her, is she your boyfriend?"

Dion knitted his pair of eyebrows together, trying to interrogate Miko with a slightly question.

"What did Brother Dion think of me, how could I have dated him. I am still young from him. Is Brother Dion crazy?"

Miko's tone sounded a little high, she was annoyed to answer the question posed by Dion. However, behind that question he was able to catch something tucked inside.

"If she's not your boyfriend, then why are you getting close to her?" ask Dion to know.

Miko rolled away her smile, she began to understand the situation she was in right now.

"Is Brother Dion jealous? That means...,"

"Shut up! What are you talking about, why am I jealous? I don't even recognize him at all."

Dion cut Miko off, his face grumbling. How could he have such feelings towards a girl he didn't know at all.

He came back to get a cigarette and held it non-stop. That made Miko very sure of her conjecture.

Miko looked at the table in front of her, looking for what was arranged on the table. Unfortunately, there was only a cup of coffee and snacks there.

"My throat seems to be getting dry, isn't there a drink here?" miko asked, she needs a drink to melt the atmosphere.

"Go inside, just grab what you want to drink!" answer Dion.

While Miko is looking for a drink inside the house, Dion turns off his cigarette which is almost burned out. He then leaned his body on the back of the chair while closing his eyes that were starting to feel tired.

Inside, Miko was watching a shelf in the middle room. Lots of drinks neatly arranged in there. Starting from beer, wine, sake, vodka, whiskey and various other liquors. Even empty bottles were scattered on the table and floor of the room.

"Has he gone mad? This much drink, is he capable of spending all this alone?" miko's mumbling shook her head.

Miko did not expect at all, Dion who used to know calm, quiet, can now turn into a drinking man who consumes excessive alcohol like this.

Miko then takes a bottle of drink and takes it out. He wanted to make Dion drunk, but his intention was again he undone considering Dion who always drank even though there were no friends with him.

Dion opened his eyes again, his hand grabbed the glass and gulped it unceremoniously.

"Slow down! What's the rush for? I'll accompany Brother Dion to drink tonight until satisfied." said Miko fishing Dion.

Instantly Dion's eyes opened wide, he stared at the face of the man who was like his sister sharply.

"Don't ruin your life with this drink, it's not good for your health!" dion's reply prevented Miko's wishes.

"Well how about Brother Dion, is all this good for Brother?" reply Miko reversed Dion's words.

At once Dion was silent silent without a sound. What else could he say. He is able to advise others, but cannot advise himself.

"Why is Brother Dion silent, am I wrong?" added Miko raised her voice.

Again, Dion fell silent without a word. Miko's words were like a suicide bomb that injured her body.

Although there is no blood relation between the two, Dion has loved Miko since they were children.

Growing up and growing up in the same environment, even the same fate makes the relationship between the two become close. Dion never once let Miko cry. If anything happens to the child, he is the one who stands at the very front protecting her.

However, Miko was a little bit more fortunate. He still had time to get affection from his father, although in the end his father went first to the Creator.

Unlike Dion, he never even knew what his father's face looked like. The only thing left was an old photograph left behind by his late mother.

"Please stop before it's too late! Don't go too far! Brother Dion will regret later." pinta Miko resuscitated Dion.

Miko grabbed Dion's shoulder, rubbing his sister's back with pity. He was well aware of the turmoil that had occurred in Dion's life. In fact, he was eager to help Dion escape the entanglement of his dark past.

The day was getting darker, rain spots began to fall soaking the leaves in the yard of the house. The two of them still chatted tirelessly.

"So tell me! Who is that girl exactly?" ask Dion who went back to talking about Maura.

"Sister still wants to talk about the girl? I thought...,"

"Tell me if you want to say it, if you don't go inside to rest!" firmly Dion.

Now that Dion's face looked more serious, it seemed like he was very interested in knowing the ins and outs of the girl. I don't know what happened to him, he was really curious because Maura always avoided him.

"What does Brother Dion want to know about the girl?" ask Miko to find out.

"Everyone, tell me everything you know about him!" dion pinta.

Miko let out a long sigh and threw it away violently. Slowly, he got up from his seat and stood right on a wooden fence while resting his elbows on the surface of the fence. Droplets of water from the roof of the old house began to splatter touching his face.

While Dion, he was still waiting for an answer from Miko. He picked up a cigarette on the table and flanked it between his thick lips. A puff of smoke came out of his mouth shortly after igniting a match on the end of the cigarette.