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Dinner

“What news?” askaku while putting a few bags of crackles on the table.

Both of my eyes sparkled, there was a kind of light that always kept me calm. Papa is different, he looks at me inside. Sometimes I see him breathing deeply. On the bench Brian looked down as the bowl in hand was already on the table, and Ella smiled happily.

I watched them in turn, and Delon just stood next to me without comment.

“Eh, forgot. Recognize this Delon,”.

Mama smilingly reached out her hand, Delon accepted and alternated with Papa. Brian smiled wryly, he showed a face of dislike towards Delon, and Ella greeted him with pleasure.

“Your faces are similar,” Ella said.

My forehead creased as I glanced at Delon. Similar where?

"Forbid you" I said.

Ella chuckled, "Say people look like a soul mate,"

I choked, so did Brian. he looked hot and Delon responded casually, he remained indifferent and as if not disturbed.

My gaze turned to mama, "What's up, Ma,"

“Finally next month they get married,” says mom, she forgot one daughter was hurt. Maybe because he was too happy his biological son realized and smiled back.

As my lips withered, my breath froze and my world seemed to collapse. I swallowed the saliva, giving my own suggestions to make it calmer. Actually, that's my hope. Brian had to take responsibility, but it turned out to hurt this much. It is not easy to forget the one who has made many memories, after all, he was my first love.

Delon turned, he fixed me as if reading the contents of my head. Papa came closer and rubbed my hair, I smiled fakely. Seeing Ella improve, it could at least treat my pain. Not to mention the smile of Mama Bella, she gently caressed her beloved daughter.

“I'm happy,” I replied.

Brian looked down, he didn't have the courage to look me in the eye and Mama Bella hugged me while kissing my forehead.

Here I want to run, cry in the rain to be content shedding tears without being seen or hiding in the corner of the room. I wanted to get out, but was unable to show my pain. For their sake, dear ones.

Ella was so happy, she looked her tanned netra sparkling. His spirit of life was again visible, far from yesterday.

When Ella wants to lie down, Brian helps her. He was very keen on playing a good candidate. And I, I feel pain in the chest. Ah, this is heartbreak.

Delon sat on the couch, he chatted with Papa. Sure, papa first opened the conversation and the man only responded. But, basically, papa is smart to look for chat materials, until people as cold as Delon seem eager to respond to Papa's chat.

Mama catches up, sits on the couch next to Papa and chooses to join their chat. Now, there's only Brian sitting next to Ella's bed and me by the side. On the bed Ella lay but her eyes could not be separated from Brian. It was like an unfavorable love triangle for me. I should be heartened to accept their marriage, maybe I should also smile fake when the SAH said at the same time.

Ella grabbed Brian's hand, clasping tightly. As for me, resist jealousy. Brian glanced at me then took a heavy breath. I want to scream or run away. Unfortunately, I hold it. Of course Mama will be sad, and papa will feel guilty. Again, I have to be good at acting like an artist playing a role.

“Ella off,” pinta Brian.

Ella pouts, “Why?”

At a glance the gaze was fixed towards me and he exhaled his coarse breath, was he angry?

“Neither, do not be unwell because there is me,” I said, certainly the most ridiculous lie. It was as if I was asking them to make out in front of my eyes.

Successfully, the corner of Ella's tiny lips formed a line of smiles. Brian relented, his guilt was too great and he did not want Ella to be hysterical and depressed like yesterday. Finally they clasped each other, staring at each other in front of me. Success gives a heart-wrenching pain to the heart.

Delon was still busy chatting, occasionally his eyeballs glanced at me. I lowered my head, holding a clear circle that was about to slip. My eyes are already glazed over, just one blink of my tears will pass to my cheeks.

“I went to the toilet,” I said, not daring to stare at them. After that I ran, lowered my head.

Outside the room I hit my chest, crying like that. Ah, it's very sick. Behind Delon, he held my tiny body in his arms until my sobs became more and more, and his shirt was soaked in tears.

“Crying,” she said as she gently brushed my hair.

“It hurts so bad, hiks..hiks," I complained sobbing.

“After this do not waste your tears for them,” He lifted my chin, I am much shorter than him.

“Back into?” bargained for

“I look out crying,” I said.

“No, we're just saying goodbye,” He's handkerchiefs.

Delon walked into the room, and I followed. Papa looked worried, but I smiled.

“Papa, Oliv go first,”

Delon pamit and papa patted his shoulder slowly, as if he left his son. My mother smiled kindly.

Ella's smile has not gone away, she is very happy. And Brian, I felt love in his eyes when I looked at me.

“Chealing soon sister,” I said while wiping her hair.

“Be careful ka,” said, “Kak Delon take care of ya,” he added glanced at Delon.

Brian threw his face away, he didn't want to meet Delon. Then we left, got out of his room and headed for the elevator.

“Forget him,” Delon said while inside the iron box, there was only me and him inside.

The tring!

The elevator door opened, my mouth didn't answer Delon's questions and we walked out of the lobby, waiting for Delon to pick up the car.

“Log in,” command, when the car in front of me.

“Iya,” I open the front door, go inside and wear a seat belt.

Delon focused on driving and did not talk much, while my mood was lazy to tease him. We kept quiet, just heard the song Love Of My Life in the car tip.

“Still in mind?” Delon opened the conversation.

“Iya,” I said briefly, my mood is lazy pleasantries.

“Only a man like him you cry,” he said lightly, he did not turn his head and just focused forward.

“Because you don't know love,” reply me.

He didn't answer. Just shut up and focus on driving. My gaze stared out at the windshield, watching the traffic jam of the city. The cars are lined with noise from various vehicles. The trees on the side of the road lined up, also the hot sun that looked hot. If it comes out, I don't imagine sweat dripping. Ah, the atmosphere of the city is hot.

“You want to go home directly?”

“No,”

“You're in between where?”

Netra my eyes glanced at him, “You will nemenin or to the office,”

“Office,”

I snorted in annoyance, I guess he wasn't that smart. Even his brain was still around work when there was a tiny girl on the side who was crying.

“Anged,” He asked. Then taking a quick glance at me, his brain was quite intelligent at catching the signal I was giving.

“Hm,”

“Ya already, I'm with,”

“Serious?” I said with a sparkle.