
Alfarel. In his silence he was eager to hit Landry, but soon his mind took him to calm down. He sighed heavily considering his sister had heart disease and had just been discharged from the hospital.
"Decide him!" Alfarel asked Landry to decide Xela, the man still standing straight in front of his sister, a firm but far from angry tone was actually a way for him so that Landry did not easily provoke his emotions.
"Then is he the same Lo? Greatable. Okay, after Xela is in good shape I will talk to her, and also I will talk to Mira. I'm going to take that toy off. You're not my brother, we're enemies from this second." Landry then glanced at Xela for a bit before he left.
Alfarel massaged his temple slowly, the new problem began again. The hostility! there was hostility between her and her sister. His sister was too hurt to him and to Xela.
"Today too, too soon than I thought. You decide it in seconds. The enemy? I admitted you were an enemy a long time ago, you're just saying it now?" Alfarel smiled, there was not the slightest bit of heavy burden even though at first he was a bit dizzy thinking about hostility, counting already many people who became his enemies long ago, the enemy of business is also of course for him who is successful without having to sit for long in the office, the enemy of achievement because Alfarel's achievements are very high, only Mira knows because Mira knows him an intelligent, intelligent person, his relationship with Mira has been almost five years.
There was still one enemy that he wanted to eliminate until now, the main enemy that never appeared again, his name alone was not heard. Marco, he's the one who destroyed Alika's beloved sister.
"Gesh." Al calls Gesha to come to him.
"Yes, brother." Gesha ran over while Veoni was still hugging Xela.
"Jaga Xela, tomorrow I will come again. I have business."
"Okay, ready. Careful big brother." Gesha smiled by waving both of her hands to Alfarel who was already away.
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PRAK
In the study, Alfarel hit his desk hard, and there was Dafi waiting for him to stand up straight and surprised by the loud noise.
"Lo, why let Landry out of the hospital. And you didn't tell me, why? I killed May?" Alfarel lost his temper. He was eager to vent his anger on Dafi, an assistant whom he had considered to be his own best friend.
"I'm sorry, but Landry insisted on going out."
Dafi trembled a bit, but what was the force he could not interrupt when Alfarel was angry.
"And you're not at all becus forbid him from going out?." Dafi.
Alfarel was really angry, he was shaking all the things on his desk including the hot coffee that he had not been drinking at all, the man could not control himself.
"Right, you can't expect." Alfarel was furious and then he left the room that was spoiled like a broken ship.
"Landry, you've hurt Xela. How dare I say Xela my toy, lucky I can hold my anger. If not, get ready for Lan. I killed it on the spot." Alfarel stepped foot quickly, he headed towards the room that Landry occupied. Unpermissionfully he kicked the door so that Landry who was inside was very surprised by his presence. Landry was packing, packing his clothes to leave the house, the home of his brother whom he now regarded as an enemy. They should not be enemies just because of women.
Landry turned his head without greeting his brother. The faces of the two were filled with an aura of hatred, there was no aura of brotherhood between them.
"How dare you vilify me in front of Xela, what do you want?" Al approached Landry and put his hand on his cheek, no matter if Landry was still sick, it was not appropriate for a brother who dared to impersonate him.
"Basically you are ugly. Your face is handsome, but you are no different from the rich men out there who like to play women. I saw how you hugged Xela. He's your toy, isn't he bang? You've made me try to escape him, the woman I love the most."
"Bad!" Al punched Landry once more until fresh blood came out of the corner of Landry's lips.
"Again bang. We are enemies now, right?so you're free to hit me like how. Rela I bang, even die at your hands now I'm willing than to see you happy with Xela." Landry let out his voice loudly even his voice could be said to be almost depleted.
Alfarel was speechless to see the ferocity of his sister, basically Landry is the same as it seems, which distinguishes him only a Landry is not as successful as Alfarel who already has his own business that guarantees his future life, Landry was still struggling with the results of the race before he stayed at Al's house, but he also got a lot of money from his uncle who worked abroad.
"Quite Landry, rather than you die here you better get out now of my house!" Alfarel dissolved into a realm of exploding rage.
"Okay, I'm leaving. You see, lo see here I've packed all my stuff, without you telling." Landry sped up his movement to pack his things and left Alfarel and the house.
"At any time I'll never be in this house again. A house that hurts, even if I stay for a little while." Landry, who was in the front yard, looked at the big mansion full of hatred, then drove away to his car.
Alfarel peeked out of the window with both hands in his pocket, the indescribable gaze made Alfarel then reach for his smartphone and open the gallery looking at the photos of two small children there. It was a photo of the two little ones that was none other than a photo of her and Landry. The childhood was so familiar, but after both of them matured they blamed each other for their own carelessness. I don't know who's wrong until the two have to lose Alika, the youngest sister who is very dear.
Alfarel remembers Alika's face and opens the photo album.
"Alika, it turns out that in this world there is something similar to you. Sister loves him. You know what big brother's situation is now, Landry's situation? We have become enemies. She vilified me, saying I was playing Xela, a woman who looks like you. Big brother will protect her because she is like a magical girl, giving a different mood to big brother. Sister misses you Alika, forgive sister. Brother now regrets that I couldn't protect you." Alfarel spoke to the photo of his sister, pouring out his heart. Alfarel leaning on the edge of the curtain raised his head up, in fact he was trying to hold back his tears over his longing for Alika, his dead sister.