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Brother Kandung?

...There is a reason why people turn evil. He was like the most hurt victim and made him the joker figure in his life....

...~JBlack...

...🌴🌴🌴...

"I just did what I was supposed to do!" 

"What do you mean, Rachel?" The middle-aged man did not understand. 

Rachel slowly moved out of her sleep. He got off the bed and walked towards this figure standing in anger before him.

"Until when did Papa cover it from me?" Rachel asked with a look at her papa. "Until when Papa covers up the truth about me and him!" 

Rachel shouted in front of her papa. It was enough all this time that he tried to be patient. He tried to be quiet and did not ask when he heard a reality. The fact that made him shocked and angry. 

"He's who you mean?" 

"Geez!" 

The middle-aged man's face looked surprised. He looked at his daughter with an incredulous look. 

"Humaira who do you mean, son?" Ask the man in a stern manner.

Rachel laughed cynically. He rubbed his dripping tears when he heard his papa again dodging. He did not expect all this time his papa kept everything neatly.

Covering up the truth that turned out to make him not accept. Do not accept if it turns out that women who are completely different levels with him have a relationship with him.

"Humaira Khema Shireen!" Rachel exclaimed with a look at her papa full of wounds. "Birth of Papa and Mama." 

The man who is the father of Rachel, a wealthy man second only to the Alhusyn family was staring at his son in disbelief. She didn't know Rachel knew everything.

A thing that is covered as best as possible. A secret that was held up all this time and only able to be harbored by him. 

"Why? Shocked, right? I'm sure Papa thinks Rachel knows where she's from. Bener, right?" Todong Rachel without mercy. 

"Where do you know, Rachel?" 

"I know when Papa talks to the butler. I heard everything Papa talked to him!" 

Rachel was still very clear about what she saw and heard. At that time the woman who had just returned from her campus quickly entered the house with a carefree heart.

In his hand there is also a photocopy of test scores that have been printed from the campus. Rachel intended to give that value to her papa. Rachel was a smart kid. However, since college. He was always under Humaira.

Even so, he never envied Humai. She knew her father never scolded her for any value. Until the moment Rachel's footsteps were about to reach the workspace where her papa was.

The door that opened slightly made Rachel hear her papa talking to someone. Rachel won't bother you. The girl was about to stay away until her name was mentioned by her father. 

"Did Rachel know, Bi?" 

"No, Mister. Non Rachel doesn't know anything yet" said the butler who worked there the longest. 

There was a heavy breath coming from his lips. Rachel who was about to leave broke her intentions. He became curious about what his father would discuss. 

"How is he doing?" Asked the middle-aged man in a worried tone.

"Your daughter doesn't seem to get good behavior from her mother, sir. He was often ignored and demanded to be a perfect figure," the butler said in seriousness.

"What Papa is really talking about. Whose daughter did you mean?" Rachel murmured softly which grew increasingly clueless.

Rachel peeked a little. He could see his papa starting to move from his seat and walking towards the window there.

"Do our spies keep an eye on him?" 

"Yes, Sir. I command them to look after Young Miss," he replied firmly.

"Good." Rachel saw her Papa patting the middle-aged woman's shoulder slowly. "Take the young lady well. She is my daughter, my biological daughter who has been separated from me."

Rachel's heart was racing. He did not know what his father meant. So does that mean he has a sibling? Or have another sibling different mother or papa? 

"What does Papa mean? Another princess is that?" Rachel nodded her head.

"I definitely take good care of Young Miss, Sir. We'll tighten up his guard." 

The middle-aged man nodded. He put both his hands in his pants pocket. His eyes stared out the window with a straight downward glance at the garden below. 

"Don't let your guard down. I don't want anything to happen to my daughter. Humaira Khema Shireen is my soul mate and my wife. Her happiness is my happiness too." 

"Don't cover it up again from Rachel, Papa!" Rachel exclaimed with great anger in her eyes. 

He really does not accept the truth. He doesn't want to be Humaira's brother. 

"Is it because of Humai, Papa never loved me? Papa never had time for me. Even I was just left in this mansion without your company, Pa? Huh yeah?" Rachel exclaimed with all the unrest in her mind. 

"What does Humaira mean to Papa? Until I don't mean a damn thing to you, Pa? Da? Answer me, Pa! Answer Rachel!" He shouted in frustration.

Syakir's lover shed his tears towards the papa who had been silent since. Even her father turned his face away without even intending to hug her. 

From this alone Rachel could see how her papa's attitude was different between her and Humai. Her father willingly put a lot of spies on for Humaira. As for him, want him to go home, want him sick only his servant and caregiver are there. 

When contacted, his father always said he was busy working. That certainly made him even more angry. It certainly makes Rachel take her revenge on Humai.

Bully the girl, demonize her even to the point of getting her papa spies removed in order for the plan to work. 

"Father!" 

"certain. Humaira is much more important to Papa than you are!" 

Rachel's heart slipped. He looked at his father in disbelief. It was as if his deep wounds were getting scraped so incredibly. As if what had been sick all this time seemed insignificant to his father.

There's no face of regret there. There was no face of panic or pity to see her angry like this. 

"I'm a child too, Papa. I'm a real kid too, Papa. We're both the same but why isn't Papa fair? Why?" Rachel's screams become.

He even ruffled his own hair. He didn't even care if his appearance was so chaotic. If he looks weird in front of his dad. Rachel doesn't care. 

"Jawab, Dad. I'm a kid, Papa, right? Then why isn't papa fair?" 

"Because of you.." Pause the middle-aged man by looking at Rachel's face.

He knew that maybe the answer would hurt his son. He knew that what was to be said might not be accepted by Rachel. His son would not believe it, he would have been angry and rebelled against him. 

"For what, Pa? What's?" 

"Because you're not Papa's son!" 

~Connected

Is there anyone who really guessed? 

Is anyone surprised, huh? yuhuu

Oh yeah don't forget to stop by my temen works.

A poor, stupid girl who is stuck to complete a mission in a game. The frustration that peaked made Mila desperate to use the money from her hard work yesterday to buy a quota. With an old phone and several giga quota, Karmila managed to download a game called 'My Kepet pet'. This game is an animal fighting game and a mission game with the lure of winning money.

"Cool this game, can dapet money really not? Try it, I'm frustrated."

Mila's phone has lit up, displaying images with interesting colors and sounds. Mila was very engrossed in playing the game, a few moments later the notification failed to sound loud.

The Tet Tot !!!

What's?! L lost? Not even a game that I want to win?" Mila gawked at her failure.

"Aaaa .. gj is so unfair!!!" Mila Shouted.

How did Karmila accomplish all of her missions in order to earn a cash prize? Who is the owner of the game?