Because of You
who her?

Grrrr.......

The noise of a motorcycle splits the silence of the night on the streets of the beautiful complex that is so calm..

Until a moment when passing a bend. the sound of the roar was stopped. Someone who climbed it down from the motorbike and began to push his blue-black sport bike..

He stepped in by watching his surroundings..

Shortly after walking through one house, he began to approach a high gate and looked solid. Calmly he slowed his pace..

Seen from inside the gate there was someone who opened the gate key.. Whistling and as if seeing nothing, he let the man into the courtyard of the mansion.

With heart2 someone pushed his motor into the garage, tied the chain to his wheel and covered the motor back with a cloth cover.

Still with the heart2 someone came out of the garage and saw the person who opened the door for him earlier.

By raising your hand while closing your thumb and index finger which means OK! to the person who was there after locking it up again and giving the same response.. "OK!"

Yes.it is mr. Amin security at the house..

then...who did he just give permission to enter the house?

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Walk minded mind.. slowly slowly and heart2.he entered a large house from the side.

The state of the house that was quiet and dark made him enter easily..

Just a few steps he came in..

braayyyy

the lamp in his house was lit and illuminated the entire room until it revealed its figure..

He jumped back one step in surprise when he saw a man standing while crossing his hands across his chest with a hostile look..

"sister Damar..??"

with an awkward smile he approached Damar still with a helmet in his hand.

"sister hasn't slept yet..?"

Damar did not flinch

"why is malam2 still here, brother?" that stupid question just came out of his mouth without him thinking before..

Damar remained silent still with a sharp and sinister look like he wanted to eat himself..

"we should ask.." Damar started to open his voice

"where did you come home at this time?" asked Damar in a high tone and managed to make him blink in surprise

"and this is what..?" Damar pointed at the helmet in his hand

"you're still hanging around at night and calling mebutang on the street huh..?"

Banging Damar makes him more afraid..

He's never seen this angry Damar on him. Seeing Damar in such a state only made him quietly resigned to Damar's nagging and lowered his face not daring to look at his brother.. the loving and warm but firm figure of Damar had another side when he felt angry..

his handsome face turned so creepy can be likened to a hulk character in a film that he watched in tipi..

But not ijo either...😁

"sorry sister...!" he answered softly with his face down and played his fingers..

"again I'm just alone. Turn around here.just want to throw tired.I'm bored brother.. !" he bought it with eyes that began to look glassy..

Damar sighed violently trying to lower his emotions.stare at his grieving sister..

This time Damar lowered his tone and held his sister's shoulders..

"Laila." he said softly..

"just because you're alone it makes you worry more, dear.."

Laila looked up at the face in front of her..

"i'm not afraid something bad happens again just as you deck..!"

he added by rubbing Laila's cheek and hugging her beloved sister who was so spoiled for her.. LAILA'S...

"sorry yes. I know I was wrong. tapii__"

Laila hung up her sentence

"i beg you not to tell me father ya ka... pleaseee.." he asked while shaking Damar's arm with a glare..

Damar thought for a moment that he would not follow Laila's wishes for fear that he would repeat them again..

But because of Laila's effort to beg him with great compassion and sadness, Damar finally gave up..

"okay. alright..!" he relented

"just this time, huh?"

Laila was excited, and she hugged Damar again..

"oh my handsome and kind brother..!" praise her with tightened embrace made Damar smile funny..

"thank you brother.. Laila loves big brother.." he added back to look at the brother..

"but inget.." he continued reminding..

"sister don't want ya dad until wrathful if you see his daughter dressed like a boy again." he said by flicking Laila's nose to make her blink..

"let alone still like a hobby like a boy as well." he added with a ruffled waist but there was a smile on his lips..

"not calm." the reply was convincing..

"Laila must have kept qo's attitude.."

Damar smiled and rubbed the tip of his sister's head..

She looked at Laila deeply, so many changes in Laila's life that she might not have been for her sister..

"why then..?"

Laila tilted her face staring confusedly at the look in Damar's eyes..

"ah. no." she answered nervously.

"yes, you better take a break." she said by stroking Laila's smooth cheeks..

Actually Laila is still confused but she does not want to take a headache by not thinking about it..

"okay, brother..!"

Laila pointed her thumb at Damar..

Laila gave a brief hug to Damar just before he left Damar still standing in front of her..

Laila stepped up and once in a while she turned around to see Damar now behind her, something playing in her mind..

I don't know what he's thinking, but he seems to be thinking about me.

His steps came to a halt as he heard Damar calling his name..

he turned around by raising his eyebrows..

and Damar began to step closer to him who was in the middle of the stairs..

The expression on Damar's face that could not be interpreted made Laila frown in confusion..

What's the matter? how does my sister look weird? laila murmured in her heart..

"Chelle.."

"hey?"

"since when have you been conspiring with Mr Amin??" just ask her by narrowing the corner of her eyes..

Laila laughed and shook her head..

I guessed it. so he thought..

"when did you..?"

Laila pretended to think with her index finger on her lower lip..

"since I often feel bored maybe." he continued with a laugh and a little run towards his room on the second floor.

Damar shook his head and smiled...

It turns out I missed a lot when Laila stopped by before.

Damar kept looking at Laila until she was completely invisible.

In his heart.. Damar felt sad to see Laila living under pressure..

Actually he did not have the heart to carry out his father's orders to take extra care of him..

Even now Laila lost her freedom..

"sorry kaka.. Laila.." she murmured softly with guilt..

Immediately Damar daydreams floated reminiscing about the events that made Laila's life change..

Three years ago...

that time....

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