Blooming At It's Time
⁵ Three Brothers

Let's not forget Alora who was left alone by Alden. Alora is planning to go home. But looking at the five-star hotel building she had just visited, alerted Alora to the two humans in her rented house. Alora felt bad, after eating in a luxurious place, while her sisters were starving at home. After all, he also did not feel full. So, be Alora bring a pack of three bento boxes back home.

Alora arrived at a simple house that was not hers, aka paying rent every month. Alora's guess is that her sisters haven't had lunch. As soon as she entered, her younger sister had already greeted the food Alora had brought. Even her own brother was not called.

"Well, what is it? We haven't eaten yet." Kasandra Bestari, Alora's first sister. Sandra hurriedly brought the food to the kitchen and took out three bento boxes from the wrapping bag.

"You guys yeah! If not diomelin first do not want to eat. Shower too! Harsa!" Complain Alora. Though just a few steps Alora entered the house, her chatter had echoed throughout the room. Not to mention Alora saw the sibungsu was relaxing on the sofa while watching TV.

Harsa Bestari, did not turn her head in the slightest to Alora. Without him noticing, Alora was already standing in front of him, blocking Harsa's gaze.

"Have you taken a shower yet?"

"Not showered to him! Where has she ever had a shower!" Not Harsa, even Sandra who exclaimed while enjoying her food at the dining table.

"Stage, it's at this hour. And then later." Sahut Harsa, while walking to the dining table to eat with Sandra.

"Oh, Harsa! Sandra too! Anything has to be told first. What if I get married?"

Harsa and Sandra who were already very used to Alora's nagging, just kept quiet. In fact perhaps, all those sentences just passed like the wind then. Though Alora was also used to the nature of her sisters, but her mouth still could not bear to not babble. Maybe because she was used to taking care of her younger siblings since childhood, Alora was already like a mother figure to Sandra and Harsa.

Seeing that his tirade was not stirred at all, Alora chose to resign, and ate with her sisters.

"Self have not eaten, just grumble." Grieved Sandra.

"Already! But a little, not full."

"Tumbens? Usually if you go to eat with a doctor, you can eat a lot."

Alora was silent, choosing not to say anything. Her sisters don't know about her lunch with Alden. All they know is that Alora went to do her job to please the doctors. She just doesn't want Sandra and Harsa to be too excited about her dinner with a man. Because, despite looking unconcerned, Sandra and Harsa are quite protective sisters to her brother, especially about men.

"Okay, gini Sunday, there's an event. Always is! I can't relax at home." Sandra complained again.

"It's not every week."

Sandra did not break her sister's sentence. Alora has always been so, putting work before her own life. Sandra complains more about her brother's job than Alora herself. She just felt sorry, seeing her brother had to slam bones since graduating High School. Though Sandra and Harsa can be independent with their respective jobs. But Alora is still the same as before, working like there is no tomorrow.

For a while, the three eat quietly, until a TV news show talks about missing persons, as well as recent kidnappings.

"Gosh, lately there have been a lot of kidnappings. You guys be careful on the road." said Alora, worrying about her two younger siblings. Despite being at the bongsor, Alora still considers them little sisters who need protection.

"Who would want to kidnap an adult? I want to be kidnapped mas-mas rich, handsome, kept told to be his wife." Sandra was even raving about high-level delusions. This must have been the result of his fiction reading last night until noon.

"You are mentally ill! Crazy victim fell in love with her kidnapper! You know stockholm syndrome?"

Sandra sighed, not poking at Alora's overly serious sentence. Sandra was not serious either. That woman is hard to joke with. If their Mother was still around, could Alora be a different person? Or was it his character from birth? Sandra shook her head slowly, trying to clear the question that flashed across her head.

"I can take care of myself. Brother Alo, same brother Sandra who must be careful." The man who had been speaking so well, finally opened his voice. It turned out that Harsa had finished her meal, it was fitting that she had just spoken.

"You don't have stomach pain, do you eat fast?"

Harsa straightened her drink, shaking her head, answering Alora's question. Harsa was still silent on her stool, watching her two brothers enjoying each other's food. Hasra looks worried. Something has been bothering her mind since yesterday. But I don't know what he should do about it. Should she tell her two brothers? Or is it better to keep it to himself?

Alora was still eating solemnly, as she slightly glanced at Harsa. Within a second, he knew something was troubling Harsa's mind. The youngest sister was indeed irritable to talk, but could not hide the look of her face at all. Alora who has been caring for him for many years certainly poultice with Harsa's attitude.

"Why? What are you thinking?" ask Alora to Harsa.

Harsa almost cursed, so shocked by Alora's sudden question. Though she was pensively alone, but Alora could always see her uneasiness. Harsa knew she couldn't lie, so she decided to tell him all the events that plagued her mind.

"Someone was looking for me on the lawn."

Sandra eats her last feed, then puts her full attention on Harsa. So did Alora, who stopped her eating activities, to pay attention to Harsa.

"Fathers, middle-aged. He asked for my address."

"You met the guy? Did you see the guy?" Ask Sandra.

Harsa shook her head, "No. He met my friend. He said, The father also did not say what his name was."

Alora was also not calm. He hoped that person was not the one who ruined their life all along. It ruins everything, both the future and the past. Just thinking about it already made Alora goosebumps in horror.

Sandra glanced at Alora who was sitting before her at a glance, then returned to Harsa and asked, "Certain? Your friend gave us our address?"

"No. He asked me for my address, but when my friend asked me for my name, he left immediately."

Sandra sighed fretfully. Not only Alora, even Harsa is now also uneasy about the fact that a middle-aged man is trying to find information about his personal data. The atmosphere instantly became quiet and somewhat gripping. The three fretted with their respective estimates.

Sandra looked at Alora who seemed to dissolve into her own mind. Then Sandra shook her head, trying to remove the shadow of a middle-aged man from her head. He took a deep breath, then moved from his seat to finish the empty food pack.

"You're no longer being chased by loan sharks, are you, Har?" ask Sandra.

"What the hell? What do I owe?" Harper sounded annoyed.

"It's relaxing! Ask me!"

Harsa sighed in annoyance, then moved from her seat back to relax on the sofa in front of the TV. The atmosphere had melted again, and Alora continued to eat carefully. Realizing that, Sandra approached Alora to pat her shoulders softly.

"No thought, sister." said Sandra quietly, but enough for Alora to hear.

Alora looked up, smiled briefly at Sandra, then went back to finishing her meal. Of course, Alora was eager to erase all memories of the man. No matter how hard Alora tried, the man still teased her mind. After all the stories of Harsa, Alora could only pray, for their safety, for their well-being. Pray that the middle-aged man looking for Harsa is not the person he thinks he is.

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