
The mood was silent again. Each of them did not know what to say.
Margaret's habit re-emerged, playing the finger. He didn't know what to say, he wanted to ask for an explanation. But he doesn't know how to start.
"Sister"
"You-you"
Say them simultaneously.
"Non first,"
"You go first,"
Again at the same time. The two of them started laughing because of their silliness. The silence in the room began to dissipate.
"You go first" said Helmi.
"So, is my guess correct that this brother is the son of this family?" ask Margaret without hesitation.
Helmi looked at the plain girl before her. Then he breathed his heavy breath while brushing his hair with a huff.
"I don't want to admit it, but I can't deny the truth" replied Helmi.
"Have you met that guy? Santoso Lee" asked Margaret.
"I did not enter the hall" answered Margaret.
Helmi smiled faintly. "Thank God you didn't meet him. Because he is a basket-eyed man," said Helmi.
Margaret frowned hearing Helmi's statement. How could he call his own father that.
"Sister's relationship with him isn't good?" ask Margaret curiously.
"Not just curious. If I could, I would like to break up with him. But who would have thought after expelling me 2 years ago, he called me back,"
The frown on Margaret's forehead deepened. 2 years ago they were already friends back then. But why did Margaret not know about it.
"Do the others know of Brother's problem?"
Helmi shakes. He never told his friends his identity.
There are so many questions Margaret wants to ask. But does he have the right to ask? Margaret was afraid to go beyond her limits.
"What's with your face?" helmi asked as she ruffled Margaret's hair.
"Ask, it's okay. But you'll have to pay with your story later," he continued.
Margaret was grinning like a clumsy person. He just remembered that he also owed Helmi an explanation.
"Why can you be kicked out? why didn't you tell me?" ask Margaret.
"Hah~ I have to start from where yes, it's a pretty long story. It was 5 years ago, before I formed the Gang with the boys,"
"The bottom line is, my mother left the house without saying goodbye. Then I brought another woman home. I was always quiet and didn't care about his business. But that woman bullied me. He slandered me under the pretext of hitting him. Finally the old man kicked me out,"
"But now he suddenly calls me back and wants to make me heir? does that make any sense? I was so emotional after hearing that, and then I accidentally vented it on you," Helmi continued with a guilty face after saying her last sentence.
Margaret only fell silent after hearing Helmi's story. On the outside he looked like he was fine, but it turned out that on the inside he was full of wounds.
'I think the life of the rich is full of twists and turns. Those who see us outside will not know what we really feel,'
Margaret was pensive and wrestled with her own thoughts.
"It's boring, isn't it? how about we hear your story?" said Helmi to disperse the reverie of Margaret.
"What?" ask Margaret in shock.
"It's time for you to pay," Helmi explained with a small laugh.
"I am the only daughter of the Hekamartha family,"
"So the daughter of the mysterious Hekamartha family is you?" helmi said astonished.
"Mysterious?"
"People say the daughter of the Hekamartha family was a genius, she was also famous for being beautiful among people. Try to think, what if they know that perfect-sounding person turns out to be a gang of motorcycle gangs?" helmi then laughed.
Margaret hit Helmi's shoulder while whining, making Helmi's laughter even louder.
"Keep, did you know that man?"
Suddenly his face turned serious. It's like he's got a grudge on Chandra.
"He's my future fiancee, the one I've been betrothed to,"
"Are you kidding me!?"
Margaret smiled faintly. After closing his eyes and sighing deeply, he told her about the matchmaking. Also about Chandra's treatment of her.
Hearing that made Helmi's emotions peak. He clenched his hands tightly. Inadvertently making Margaret cry her heart felt uneasy. For 3 years they knew each other.
But Chandra has known Margaret for 15 years, even keeping her from childhood. How could he treat Margaret like that. Helmi never thought of making it.
He was at war with his own thoughts, until he did not realize that Margaret was about to do something to him.
"Aw~" she moans.
Margaret touched the tip of Helmi's injured lip with a cotton swab that was given red medicine.
"Don't leave a mark on Brother's handsome face" said Margaret, chuckling softly, then rising from her seat.
"Thank you,"
"I'll go first, see you tomorrow at headquarters. It seems like it's time we were honest with them" Margaret continued, leaving the room.