Biological Brother Love Story
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“What? Ara ‘kan again said the same older brother waiter. Why on the hell go?” ara said with annoyance, but did not dare to cry out to Bhishma, for there was a Bhishma before her.

Ara is very lazy if Bhishma gives a comment on every thing he does.

“Temenin I now only. Don't wait until later afternoon!” he gave the order with a tone that sounded as he pleased.

Ara became very unaccepting with her behavior that looked very bossy.

“What the hell .. I ‘kan just got here a few hours ago. I'm tired of tau ... later this afternoon dong ...” Ara rejected him with a distinctive tone that she had. The tone of the village people, Ara still could not follow their accent of the city people.

Bisma looked at him cynically, “If the word Bhishma comes along, yes come along,” he said gently, but flat.

Ara looked at him in surprise, ‘It turns out, Bhishma could also say softly like this. He also did not scream like that. Bhishma is not bad either for the size of an older sister, Inner’ Ara, who feels a little happy to hear Bhishma who asks her gently like that, unlike before.

“But right, Bis—”

“Do not use the word but!” prune her, while pulling Ara's hand to go with her.

How else, Ara only grumbled as Bhishma forcefully pulled her arm.

Bisma takes Ara to where she parked her bike. There, looks big red motor that Ara often see in the magazine that her mother has.

In contrast to that time, this time Ara saw it very clearly before her.

His eyes were round in amazement, ‘So, like this is the shape of the motor I saw in the magazine at that time? It was very interesting that I tried to ride it, her inner’ who felt very amazed to see it.

“Wahh ..” Ara only gawked in shock, because the first impression when Bisma opened the cover that covered the motor.

“Why?” bisma asked, Ara only shook her head lightly while giggling in admiration.

“It turns out, this is the motor that Ara saw in mom magazine at that time. Really good. Cool ...” Ara still looked at him carefully.

Bisma ignored him and then climbed on the motorbike, “You wait for what else? Come ride!” tell her with a flat face.

Ara tried to wake herself up. After regaining consciousness, Ara approached Bhishma and tried to ride the bike.

However, his steps stopped for a moment. He looked again at the motor, with his index finger touching his chin. Ara watch the shape of this motor.

“This is ... very high,” muttered Ara who almost wanted to cry, because he saw this very high motor.

I don't know how to ride this bike. Bhishma turned to her and looked at her flatly.

“Totally long anyway? Why?” asked the slightly upset-sounding bisma.

“I can't ride how ...,” Og Ara who almost cried, just because confused.

Bisma looked down. It was like opening something. After successfully opening the stomper, he thrust his hand towards Ara.

Failing to understand, Ara becomes confused because of the strange hand of Bhishma that runs towards her.

Ara frowned confusedly, ‘Why does Bhishma want me to give her my money? Is he not enough with the money he just has?’ inward Ara, who then reached into the pocket of her pants to find the money left to give to Bhishma.

A few moments spent, Ara found the rest of the dime, the rest of the change on the angkot earlier and also some candy wrappers. He gave all that he had, and placed it in the hands of Bhishma.

‘Is there something wrong with me?’ ara's mind again.

Bisma let out a long sigh, “I mean just .. Come on, I help you ride. Not even giving this kind of abuse!” said annoyed.

Again Ara misunderstood Bhishma's intentions. He did not understand the style of the city.

“Ih if in the village tuh yes, if anyone wants to ask for anterin diboncengin ojek, it must be paid. Keep Bhishma like this ...,” said Ara trembling, while still practicing the way Bhishma thrust her hand towards him.

Looking at Ara's strange demeanor, Bisma could only close her eyes, then shone her gaze back at Ara. Ara's tongue felt faint, not knowing what to say.

‘It seems, Bhishma is already angry with me,’ Inner Ara, who is already too worried and scared just because of it.

Bisma also snatched Ara's hand, then pocketed a dime and some candy wrappers that Ara gave earlier, in the pocket of his jacket. Then Bhishma continued to thrust her hand towards Ara.

“Arasha ...,” cries of Bhishma as if she is holding back an upset.

Ara's body seemed to be shaking itself, not knowing what to respond to.

“Come aboard. We're late,”.

Ara was not strong with her insistence. Bhishma is too pushy and ambitious. Inevitably, he must follow his wishes. Ara just pursed her lips.

Bisma smiled faintly, looking at Ara who was currently pursing her lips before her.

“Do not manyun-manyun. Later I kiss you,” snapping Bisma, make Ara more frightened.

Ara was surprised to hear Bisma say such a thing, “Ihhh ..” she cried, who felt very afraid to hear the words of Bhishma.

‘I will not sing my lips again in front of him!’ inner Ara, cursing the Bhishma in her heart.

Bisma smiled thinly, “Let's sneak up,” told Bhishma, while thrusting his hand back towards Ara.

Ara's heart was instantly pounding, ‘Why am I so sensitive to something romantic? No one ever did anything like this to me. For me this kind of thing, it was only in the romantic novel book that I often read, Ara's inner’, which began to reach her hand.

Ara's body instantly shook. He was just holding his hand at the moment.

“The fact I opened,” told him, Ara nodded while maintaining her sanity. He then stepped on something that Bhishma had opened. With great difficulty, Ara finally managed to ride the bike.

“Aww...” Ara was shocked. When looking forward, his eyes were rounded because it turned out to be up here very uncomfortable, because it was too high.

“Bismaaaaaaa, I'm scared! It's so high!” shouted Ara, who immediately hugged Bhishma's body tightly.

So scared, Ara to not know what else to do. He could only embrace Bhishma, because he was very afraid.

‘So, it feels like being on top of this bike? This was the first time I felt it, the inner’ of Ara, who was unconscious to the point of crying so scared of her.

Feeling something springy clinging to her body, Bhishma felt a bit strange.

Ara, not a woman who looks beautiful, but her body is able to make Bhishma hot cold because of it.