Biological Brother Love Story
Malu

“His dinner-slows,” reprimands Bisma with a very flat tone.

A very flat gaze, Bhishma hurled towards him. Ara to the point of not being able to tell which one cared, and which one was mocking her.

“Emhh .. inyii yha .. emmhh .. bakwan most enjoyk ...” Ara had not had time to chew out her tub, and had not had time to swallow it.

Bisma is not happy to see how to eat Ara like that, “Eat first the real thing, just talk!” the rather rough Bhishma.

Ara gulped roundly the rest of the bakwan that was still in her mouth, then looked at her with a sigh.

“Iya! This is yes, the most delicious bakwan I've ever eaten. Honestly, I'm not lying, it feels so good. Savoury crisps outside, but very soft fit eaten!” said Ara who tried to review food honestly.

“Judah finished everything. I do not doyan,” told Bhishma, making Ara can only gawk in surprise to hear it.

‘Why doesn't Bisma like this delicious food? Is there a problem with his tongue?’ inner Ara who felt very strange with the state of Bhishma.

“Why don't you like it? This ‘kan really good to know! Do you have any sense of taste problems?” asked Ara who sounded very original.

Bhishma looked at Ara sharply, making her aware of her status in this house. Ara who was scared, immediately covered her mouth with both of her hands.

“Basic stupid girl. If you don't want to, let me be the one!” bisma said, making Ara frightened to hear it.

‘When else can I taste a meal like this? I don't want him to finish that meal!’ inward Ara, who felt very unwilling to share it with Bhishma.

Ara looked softly at Bhishma, “That's not dong .. I want you! But don't get washed out, huh?” ara said with a weld towards him.

Bisma just stared at Ara coldly, “Yes already, eat everything. I am tired, want to rest,” said Bisma, who then put a fork and knife piled on top of the leftovers he had eaten.

The bisma rose from her seat. Both of his hands went into his pants pocket.

Bisma looked at Ara flatly, “Later afternoon, I went to the mall. I want to buy some goods,” he said reigning.

Hearing her arbitrary orders, Ara was just silent while looking at her in shock.

‘Did I not hear wrong? He took me to the mall? Why would he take a country girl like me to the mall? In fact, I just never set foot into that place, Inner’ Ara, felt so shocked and confused to hear it.

Ara looked towards Bisma confusedly, “What ... can I come?” asked Ara in a slightly sad tone.

Bisma scrunched her forehead, “If I told you to come, yes come! Don't need to loe it again.” Bhishma's answer made Ara's heart become a little relieved. Even with such a tone, he still cared about Ara. However, it could not be denied, there was still something stuck in his heart.

“I have never been to the streets of lewatin mall, let alone get into the mall. If in the village mah, very far distance from home to the mall. So at that time, I could only hear my friend's story when he was invited to go to the mall with his parents,” said Ara at length.

Unknowingly, Ara also spoke too much like this, because she remembered her past, when she lived in her hometown.

Ara glanced towards Bisma who was glaring at her. Spontaneously, he covered his mouth with both hands. Ara felt, she had said too much. While self knows, Bhishma doesn't like it if he talks too much.

Ara looked towards Bisma with a wistful tone, “Bisma, Bisma .. sorryin Ara huh? Ara has said a lot. Ara knows that Bhishma does not like that Ara is like to say,”, Ara said in a clear tone, like a child who is seducing to buy a candy.

‘What's with him? I don't understand, why did she suddenly suddenly become embarrassed?’ inward Ara, who reaffirmed and looked towards Bhishma, with a sharper gaze.

“Lho, Why bisma? How come his face is red?” asked Ara, tilting her head to the right.

Feeling that Ara was getting cute, Bisma immediately covered her face with her right hand, then released her hand back from her face.

“Later afternoon, don't forget!” she was still in the same shame, and she immediately left Ara there.

Ara was puzzled and stared towards the departure of Bhishma, “Why is Bisma her face red huh?” lirih Ara wondered, puzzled by such a state of Bhishma.

Two servants suddenly approached Ara, until Ara was confused.

“Non Ara .. how to make bisma shy?” ask her in a tone that sounds very curious.

Ara pleases in surprise, “So, was Bhishma ashamed?” tanyakanya.

“Iya, Non! I have long known, do not squirm with bisma shy like that. So greget saw it,” said the other waiter, with a very cute tone.

Ara until smiling made her, ‘It turns out they all want to be familiar with me, her inner’.

“Ara doesn't know either, Brother. Suddenly Bisma is like that. Ara thought, Bisma is hot so her face is on red,” said Ara in a very innocent tone.

They seemed to hold back their laughter, to the point that Ara was confused.

“It turns out to be true said mang Ujang. Non Ara is a very innocent person,” said the waiter.

“Iya. If Non-Ara is here continuously, we must be seneng, Non. Because I can laugh too. If both den Bisma mah we tense there is no joke.” Other server responses confirmed.

Ara smiled wryly at them, ‘Why is life loved by others so much fun? So this is how it feels! But, with my status being the child of a call woman, do they still want to be friends with me?’ inner Ara, who felt very low before them.

Ara looked softly at them, “Kalian ... no shame with Ara?” asked Ara in a low tone.

Hearing Ara's words, they suddenly fell silent, feeling strange to hear them. Seen confused looks from them.

“Lho is Non Ara why?”

“Iya, Non. Why should we be ashamed of Non-Ara? We are here also giving devotion to Non the same den Bisma,” he said making Ara full, and suddenly became mellow.

“I'm afraid you guys are shy, I'm kan—”

“Ra!” squealing someone Ara knew, it was Bhishma.

Ara immediately turned to look at him. The servants quickly left them there. Ara looked back at Bhishma while she was singing her lips.