You My Bucin's

18. Unaltered

"Ilham, can Alya come home?" alya asked in a spoiled tone.

"So!"

Ilham got on his bike and turned on the engine, without saying much the girl in front of him even went up to the back seat with a smiling face.

"Thank You."

The guy snorted. "Lo's deaf!? I told you, I don't want you coming home!" the sarcasm.

Alya still maintained her smile. "Why are you so bad?"

"Ilham's just gonna get me?"

The attention of the two human children was distracted by a girl who was smiling sweetly while carrying some books on her chest.

The face of Inspiration was radiant looking at the girl. "So, come on!"

"Well you will anter me Ilham," said Alya did not accept.

"Lo didn't hear what I said? or do I need to get you off my bike?"

I don't know why Ilham became this evil to Alya when yesterday-yesterday Ilham was not too harsh on him.

"I'm not going down."

Ilham got off his bike then he pulled Alya's arm tightly and threw it violently making the girl fall on the ground.

"Aww." Alya grimaced with pain.

Why did he change in a day? is it because Alya is Devan's half-brother? or maybe because Ilham heard that Alya was a bastard?

Alya looked at the two lovebirds who had begun to disappear from his view, why was this sick person left without explanation? why does he always lose to Melya, why?

"Lo why love the same Inspiration anyway?" asked Irgi while helping the girl wake up.

The guy just wanted to take his bike but his attention was distracted by seeing the debate of his classmates and Melya. He knew that Ilham had made a promise to deliver the woman he liked, but it was unexpected that Ilham would do evil just now.

Alya patted her dirty skirt and hands then looked at Irgi then replied "because of goodwill and attention."

"Gue wasn't satisfied with your answer."

"I have a reason and you don't need to know! "

"Gue can help you."

Alya looked at him sharply. "Gue doesn't need your help! I can do it myself."

The girl walked away from Irgi but her steps came to a halt as the man shouted.

"LO MUST KNOW IF ILHAM ALSO LIKES LO, ONLY HE DOES NOT REALIZE!!"

Honestly, Irgi felt a little sorry for Alya because of the inappropriate treatment like just now. He could see the curiosity of Ilham regarding Alya's life, but he did not know that curious because there was a sense of like or just curious, but he did not know, but he was sure that his friend had a fondness for Alya though a little.

"Bro, take the bike for a long time."

Irgi looked at Erik. "Wait for this I'll take the bike too."

"Lo Abis said it's been a long time feeling."

"Look at the drama!"

Irgi got on his bike and started the engine. "Corn," said.

Erik got on his bike and then he asked, "what's the drama? I don't know."

Irgi drove his bike away from the school yard, for 5 minutes the guy did not pester Erik's question to upset him himself.

"Huh? which question is it?" asked Irgi with a little scream.

"Lo see what drama that was?"

Irgi nodded. "Oh, that's a ketos drama we're just as fugitive."

"Well, don't the kids want Melya's anterin?"

"Emang, but Alya sat in his motorbike first."

Erik patted Irgi's shoulder making the master mourn in his heart.

"Kok you didn't know me anyway? I could have anterin Alya back home Kasian."

Ever since he found out that Alya was his cousin, Erik so open his mind to protect the girl, honestly he was very happy to have a female cousin because in his family there are only male cousins.

"Bih lo aja nebeng equally I pretended to anterin si Alya," he sneered.

Erik patted back Irgi's shoulder. "Gue was forced to hitchhike because my bike was again serviced the same bokap me!"

"Can't you just keep hitting me? want me to go down in the middle of the road!?"

"Hehe, don't dong time you have the same kind-hearted friend lo and also this tajir."

...*****...

Homehouse. Alya always asks what the definition of the house is, because every day that he feels like there is hell even before his father takes another woman into his house. His mother sometimes scolded him, or even hit him.

In the past, my father said that his mother had a mental disorder and he was taken to a psychiatrist the next day after beating Alya. However, the doctor did not say anything about the illness suffered by his mother, the doctor only suggested that the father loved the mother more and was always at home.

Alya who was 10 years old could only be silent, she did not know what happened to her parents, until she knew now that the two did not love each other for a long time. I don't know why Alya doesn't know. But the two of them always try to make Alya happy until she sits on the bench of Junior High.

After everything became foreign to him, his living house is now dead, the happiness in his life was dim, he did not know what to live his life like, is it possible that he should be forever like this? like robots?

At least Devan still want to lend his boarding, after school also Devan brought a suitcase containing Alya clothes that had been prepared by his assistant, Alya who told him to. Somehow the guy is now in touch with Alya, even he also asked his father's permission to let Alya calm himself in Devan's lecture.

Remind Alya that she is currently and will hate the guy. He would not forgive however he begged to make up with her.

"Lo again daydreaming what?"

Oh, my God, Alya forgot that Devan was still here sitting around playing his guitar.

"Gue's thinking again tomorrow" he said.

"Since when do you want value?"

"Since you enter my house and settle in it, I take a chance, I would not if my bokap wealth property falls into the hands of all of you."

Devan giggled amusedly at the answer from his half-sister, indeed Alya is very adorable to want it to feel like he pinched his puffed cheek.

"God! what do you want?" alya asked when she realized Devan's hand was about to hold her cheek.

"Gue wants to nyubit lo."

"Have a pinch, inget! I'm not sorry, we're enemies."

This small room sounded loud due to the debate of the two brothers, without them realizing that the room felt alive and warm compared to the large house they used to live in.

"If Al I want to pinch your cheeks, I envy the same Aldian who likes nyubitin cheeks adek," whined Devan while pursing his lips.

"Sir Aldian is still 5 years old, yakali want to be called my cake! I'm not adek lo Devan anyways."

Sucks. Devan just pinched Alya's cheek firmly and smiled happily.

"DEVANN!! SICK SAT!!"