Brother, I Love You

Brother, I Love You
Xeranthemums


I thought that you would always be here. But not anymore.


No matter how much time has passed,


My feelings are growing every day and every night, Why can't I tell you everything?


From the first day I met you, I felt like I knew that the two of us had fused together naturally.


Wherever we go, we're always together. And it's so natural for you to be with me.


We also grow up together. But you chose a different path.


You stand with a smile of happiness, with the person next to you who is not me.


How could I just stand here and watch without being able to do anything?


Why can't I reach your hand?


You should always be by my side. But it seems like it will never happen now.


But, even though I said that I want you to be close to me, I can only pray that you will be happy forever.


No matter how much it would make me lonely without you.


Edward


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Bella: 13 years old


Edward :14 years.


Brandon: 21 Years


Helena: 21 Years


Alfred, Gavyn: 22 Years (9 years with Bella)


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Edward stood on the balcony of his house. With a straight look leads to two different gender human figures beside his house. The highlight of his eyes implied a deep opening to the only girl there. Girl with blonde mane and has sapphire stone iris.


Maybe he looks okay. But when he looked closely, his eyes said that he was not doing well. Like his current heart, his eyes were indeed unable to let out a single drop of clear liquid. But his mind cried roaringly to call the figure of the person who had stopped in his heart. It was as if the person was the owner of the throne of his heart that had been empty for so many years.


Edward. He really could not see the person he liked so very happy just because it was close to someone who was not right on his own.


How can the person he likes actually have feelings of love for his own biological brother? While here, there was someone who was always by his side even from when they were little.


From the direction inside the house, a man who was none other than Brandon appeared. The man wanted to relax on the balcony of his house. But when the five-footed ria reached there, his steps came to a halt as his eyes saw the silhouette of his sister standing there shaking on the balcony. In the lyrics is a watch on his right wrist.


It's still 03:00 in the afternoon. But her sister was home. Is he not in school? He again walked to approach Edward who seemed to stare at something with a wounded look. Yeah, Brandon realized that. His instincts can't be wrong.


He followed where his sister looked. And he grinned with a laugh when he found out the object that was being noticed by his sister, 'Bella, did I guess correctly?'


"Ekhem... Edward?" Call Brandon pretending to be unaware of what his sister is doing. "Why are you here? You're not in school?"


"Hm." The young man's short answer heeded Brandon's question. Edward hurriedly turned his gaze the other way.


"If you like it, why don't you express your feelings?" Brandon chirps, suddenly insinuating his sister and on target.


"It's none of your business!!" Said Edward, cold. The young man turned around and left without looking into Brandon's eyes.


Brandon frowned at a glance as Edward passed over his shoulder. Then turn to the figure of Bella as well as Alfred who had left his yard.


"If only they were blood. I will definitely help you, my foolish brother. Dear.. They're not blood. And you have to accept that harsh reality." His great-granddaughter while sitting on a wicker swing chair that was deliberately placed on the balcony.


He placed a plate of apple cinnamon cake on a swing corner table that he sat down with in a cup of mocca latte.


In his sumpel one of his ear holes with earphones. Select one song from his list of smartphone playlist music players. He accidentally touches a song he doesn't want to choose. But suddenly he grinned while grunting amused when he heard a lyric from a song he chose by chance. Song by Somebody That I Used To Know by Gotye feat. Kimbra'.


Deana was also her husband, Brian, who happened to be in the house gasped when he saw his youngest son suddenly passing through them without permission. Even the steps were like people who were in a bad mood.


"What's up with that kid lately?" Ask Brian, more to himself. Deana shook her head slowly and did not understand what was going on with her son.


"Eitherway. I'll try to see him." Deana herself was worried. Seeing his youngest son who almost for months looks always moody.


Luckily when the woman reached Edward's room, Deana realized she could still peek at her son from behind the door of the young man's room which was apparently not in the key. He frowned when he found Edward standing next to the bed facing a nightstand.


Edward noticed all the rows of photos of himself with Bella who was always in figura by his mother since he was a child. He cheers on imagining his past with Bella who always seemed together before the girl got used to it without her and her family.


"Stupid girl." She smiled softly and stroked the figura glass on Bella's face in the photo.


Deana could faintly see what her son was doing. His body jerked with round eyes. He nodded, silencing his lips with his palm. What don't-don't...


He tried to force himself to knock on Edward's door before entering.


Edward who heard the knock on the door turned his head while returning the figura he was holding back to its original place.


Deana smiled her warm smile at Edward softly. He approached Edward and stroked his youngest son's mane affectionately.


"Is there a problem with Bella? Sorry, mommy accidentally saw him staring at the photo of the two of you earlier." said the middle-aged woman, carefully. He had to be extra patient and careful when it came to Edward. Because Edward is a typical closed child.


Edward momentarily shut up, he just lowered his eyes not wanting to answer. It made Deana smile. "It doesn't matter if you don't want to tell mommy. Mommy won't force you to talk either." Imbuhnya.


For a moment Edward took a deep breath before exhaling slowly. His gaze glared to the clouds.


"I like Bella, Mom." Edward suddenly confessed. And it jerks Deana's inner. He grimaced to hear the confession of his youngest son. Why should Bella? Inner roars.


It was not a big deal actually if the son had a fond feeling for the blonde girl. She also wants to have a cute daughter like Bella. But it seems like this is a big mistake.


"Either since when this feeling existed, I don't know. I obviously didn't like it when I saw Bella close to her sister." Edward began to sulk. Deana speechless.


Only this time his youngest son could say something more than a syllable. Love is really a miracle. You can change people in the blink of an eye.


"I hate to see their interactions." Back the cold young man vented all his ugliness all this time in front of his mother without shame. And finally he was a little relieved after sharing his burden on his mother.


"Why do you hate him? Isn't something like that a natural thing for sister?" Tanya Deana fishing. He wanted to know how Edward would respond to his question before he told something he had never revealed to his youngest son.


Given that Bella was a girl who had been close to her son Edward, she felt that there would be no problems in the future. But now, it has even become a very complicated problem.


"Try mommy imagine. Does a brother or sister kiss his brother like a couple? Is Bella really that stupid? Are they crazy?" Blow up.


Deana nodded for a moment. His eyes are glaring. Ah, is she ready to tell her son the truth? If you knew, son. They're not blood brothers like you think they are. I'm sorry your mother hasn't been able to be honest with you.


Deana smiles knot back stroking Edward's emo mane, dear. "Then try to express your feelings to Bella. That way you'll feel relieved, won't you? Regardless of whether it will be accepted or not, at least you have expressed it honestly."


Edward was silent, but in his heart he confirmed his mother's words. He smiled faintly at Deana with a slightly relieved heart and thanked her.


At least he should try first. Yeah, he'll say it later if he meets the blonde girl soon. Rounded determination.


Deana again smiled bitterly and cheered. Let it be okay. As long as his son is happy, he will bear all these faults alone.


'I'm sorry Mommy, Edward.'


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An hour and a half drive by Alfred is also Bella to Wyoming, where Wyoming is a land of subtropical climate which includes hot and cold surrounded by subtropical forests and mountains, and, Wyoming has large national parks such as Yellowstone National Park. In general, Wyoming also connects the economy with mining and agriculture with very abundant results.


Arriving in a sparsely populated area, Alfred stopped at a building designed half-circular. In the growth of several willow trees, also plants full of flowers that always seem to be cared for.


Bella's eyes were rounded with a cheerful twinkle when she looked at the courtyard in front of her that looked so beautiful with a variety of flower plants. Is this the flower house? Her thought. But why did her sister stop at this house? That's the question. But seconds later he brushed off his mind and ran towards the yard of the house which was grown by various flowers and other plants. And interestingly, those flowers are her favorite flowers.


"Waaah.. It's beautiful." Pekik the girl was excited. Alfred just smiled, ignoring his sister who was still cool with the flowers.


The man chose to walk over to a soft orange painted house with a blue color that contrasts greatly to him. Alfred pressed the bell on the wall next to the door of the house painted reddish brown several times.


Chequek!!


There appeared a tall, well-built man with dark skin. He wears a shirt with no arms. Black unravel.


"Ah, you have returned, Mr. Alfred."


"Yes, that's it. But only for two days. Sunday afternoon I'll be back in Washington." Alfred Sahut. "And again, I don't like you calling me master every time we meet. That bothers me a lot, you're older than me, okay?" Its effects.


The man smiled. Then his gaze turned to the figure of a blonde girl who was enjoying her artificial flower garden with her cherry. He smiled back. Alfred followed the direction of the man's gaze could only bring his smile thin.


"He's grown up." The man's monologue without taking his eyes off Bella. Alfred only muttered in response to agree.


Bella ran over to Alfred excitedly while grabbing the man's arm and shaking him slowly.


"Sister, can we have a house like this? I feel comfortable here." Said the girl with an innocent expression. His eyes were like a puppy asking for food. The twirling glows brightly.


"ahahahahah.. Are you happy?" The male lead in front of Alfred laughed crisply.


"No. If you want, stay here. And don't call me uncle. I'm 27 years old." The man grinned.


"HIIEE??!! That right?" Bella observes the face of the man in front of her. Right tilt, left tilt, thinking. Is it really that young? Her thought. Makes the man swallow dry.


"Could I really live here?" getting rid of the problem about the age of the man, Bella then asked with happy sparkling eyes. Forgetting the matter that had just shocked him. It would be even happier if what the man in front of him said was real.


"Of course." Answer the man steady.


"That's it. Let's talk about it later. Come inside." Take Alfred.


They come in and sit in the living room. Only Bella actually sat down. Because he still felt that this was not his home. Although he felt a strange feeling about this house, Bella was a little surprised when Alfred without permission just entered the other room.


In the kitchen, Alfred approached the man. Help him prepare the dinner menu.


"Can't you just stay here, Al?"


"Hm?" Alfred just muttered.


"This is your home, not mine. Well... Although I was helped because of you, I could save money to rent my own apartment later." Obviously that guy again.


"How many times have I told you, Mon. You don't have to rent an apartment. You and Nicky can stay here as long as possible. Whether or not I'm in this house." Alfred is stern. It was as if his words were an indisputable order. And after that, Alfred melengos left Ramon. Alfred hates something that shouldn't be repeated. Like repeating the same words every time they discuss their home problems.


Yes, the house belongs to Alfred. More precisely is the house belonging to his late adoptive sister, who is none other than Bella's father. "One more thing, please have Nicky pluck me some tulip stalks. I'm going to the funeral tomorrow."


Ramon could only shake his head. Receiving the treatment of his old friend who is as good as himself but simultaneously.


"I'm home!!" The cry of a petite-looking young man was also beautiful simultaneously, the young man had a brownish-black mane and was straight waist-length. To make her look like a woman.


"Welcome back." Timpal Bella unconsciously.


"Eh?!" Nicky was also shocked to find a foreign sound in his hearing senses. He looked towards the source of the voice. A blonde girl who was smiling towards him, the girl was sitting on the living room sofa. The young man was confused.


"You who?"


"I'm"


"You're home, Nick. She's my sister's Bellas." Cut Alfred, who suddenly appears when Bella is about to speak.


"Oh, Brother Alfred. Old Suda did not meet. How are you?" the young man rushed towards Alfred and hugged the man. Bella flinched with round eyes. His breath was stuck in his throat and in shock, unable to speak.


"As you can see" said the man smiling kindly. "Oh yeah, you're back by chance. Please pick up the tulips as usual, yes. Nicky."


Seeing the interaction of the two who are so familiar, makes Bella puff her cheeks. Because he feels he is being ignored now.


"Enough, enough.. Am I interrupting here?!" The girl's lips exclaimed.


"aa... Bella, meet. She's Ramon's girlfriend, the man you met. His name is Nicky." Tukas Alfred quickly. She was afraid of making Bella misunderstand and get angry again at him.


Nicky smiled kindly at Bella until her eyes narrowed. "It's nice to meet you, Bella."


Bella pinched her lips. "Yes, sister. You're so pretty." Praise Bella sincerely, have not realized if Nicky is a different type of her. He smiled very sweetly at Nicky.


Nicky is shocked to hear Bella's praise for him.


"He's a boy, boy." Seloroh Ramon, from inside the house. The man who had just come gathered.


"HIIEEE?!!! WHAT??!! Wait a minute, wait a minute. Brother Al, is that right?" Bella asked misbehaving to Alfred.


"Haha..." Alfred just laughed a little in response to Bella.


"Eh?!" Bella gasped at how sweet and beautiful the sound of Alfred's laughter in her ears that she had rarely heard so far. Alfred's laughter was like a lullaby lullaby lullaby for him.


For a while Bella's world turned into a flower field. The seagulls chirping each other, butterflies of various colors flying around Alfred with a sprinkling of dandelion petals flying in the wind.


"Sugary.." The girl involuntarily daydreamed. He even smiled as he cupped his cheeks. Living God's most handsome creation is also sexy in front of him. Her sapphire flickered frequently. Making the person he looked at gawked at him confused.


"Did?!" Alfred was surprised to see Bella staring at him intensely. Especially with a smile fascinated by him.


"Bella?" Call the guy a little worried. Bella was unconscious. He then waved both hands in front of the girl's face. But Bella still didn't move one bit.


"Huh?"


Blinking, fast blinking, slow twitching. Alfred speechless. What kind of bells go like this? He thought tired.


"Gtt!!"


Ramon also Nicky even held back his laughter that almost exploded seeing Bella's behavior that was too impressed by the charm of her own brother. It was also only because Alfred laughed that he was already like this. Especially if you know the absurd behavior of Alfred who is crazy about adult comedy novels published in a limited edition every year.


Alfred grinned pervertedly. Making Ramon and Nicky who realize it immediately flushed into the house. Not bothering them both.


Alfred opened his glasses until he saw a sharp eye full of danger with his ignorant grin towards Bella. It also could not wake up his sister. Holy shit..! And seconds later...


Chuup!


A kiss that long enough full of imagination from Alfred finally managed to realize Bella from his long fantasy. And it made her cheeks blush like a boiled crab with round eyes in disbelief, she got sudden treatment from her brother.


Alfred grinned and removed his lips from Bella's tiny lips in satisfaction. Sighs relieved. "Finally. Don't daydream Bella, not good." And after saying that, Alfred turned around and gawked away with a triumphant smile leaving Bella alone in the living room. It is seen that he is now very happy because he got an unusual gaze from Bella all this time.


A gaze that is only shown and given to someone special in our hearts. Or for someone we secretly love. And that's what he got from his sister today.


Meanwhile, Bella was still petrified in her shock. 'What just happened? Why am I unconscious?!'


"YUBO!! Oh my God, I'm ashamed!! How's this?!! Nawat, serious, serious, ouch... Die me. AAAA.....!!!" The mood was frustrated. "Where will I put my face in front of Alfred?! Holy jeez!! I don't have any more faces, huhuhu..." Bella grabs her blonde mane by pecking. He was still roaring loudly. It does not matter if Alfred hears and knows his current behavior.


"It's impossible, right. I put it in the ass!!" His grunts cursed themselves.


"YUBO!! BELLA'S STUPID, STUPID! YOU IDIOT!!" Bella screams in despair. Making Alfred who was secretly watching her smile gently at seeing Bella who looked adorable to him.


"Damn, shit, shit! God damn it you Bella. Hix.. Hicks.." Rutuk Bella's.


"May my hunch be right, Lord." Alfred muttered, hoping.


His heart warmed for a moment. And this time he actually turned around leaving Bella who was still clamoring wailing her folly.


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The sky is getting dark. The night has come. The stars began to appear with the crescent moon above.


Bella sits alone on the front porch floor of the minimanis she currently resides in. He grunted several times because he was tired. He still thought of what happened a few minutes ago to himself.


His gaze circulated to the corners of the artificial garden of the courtyard of the house. He only realized if the flowers planted were grouped according to the same type of flower. 


From the right side that was not covered with shady trees, he could see sunflowers. Flowers that grow under direct sunlight. Flowers are defined by loyalty and sincerity. The symbol of the sunflower signifies a cheerful life, full of warmth accompanied by sincerity and loyalty. The flower has been her favorite all along.


He gasped unexpectedly when he saw the dandelion flowers growing around the wooden fence. Flowers that he rarely even saw. Dandelion is a beautiful flower according to him, but fragile in one blow. Flowers that mean that someone must be adaptable and not afraid to travel anywhere. No matter where one is, one should grow and develop as well as possible like this dandelion flower. He even liked the meaning of the flower. Suitable to be committed in living life.


"Why outside, Bella?" Alfred asked, suddenly surprising him. It made the girl's body freeze instantly and did not dare to turn to the source of the voice.


"A-a, yeah. I-it's, ti-nothing, brother. I just want to see the flowers." Bella said with a nervous trembling voice. He is now agitated due to wrong behavior.


Alfred threw his butt next to Bella and spread his gaze on one of the flowers of various colors but the same.


"Tulip Flower." Alfred muttered quite loudly. Bella silently glanced at Alfred through the tail of her eyes. "Do you know what all those tulip colors mean, Bella?" Ask Alfred, suddenly.


"uh? Emb.. Tulips contain a philosophy about the beauty of love that cannot be spoken in words." Bella replied smoothly. He breathed for a moment. With a view that leads to a series of tulips not far from the willow tree. His awkwardness evaporated instantly.


"The flower also has several meanings according to its color, such as apologies, statements of love, friendship, high spirits, caring and luxury. But in general, tulips symbolize perfect love." Its effects. Alfred was quite amazed.


"Then, what color is accompanying your current feelings?"


"Gmb.." Bella moved back in agitation. Confused what to say. The sapphire ball moves to the left right.


Alfred raised his eyebrows to Bella. I think he wants to laugh now.


"Bella?" Lirih Alfred lured the girl to answer. He wanted to know what the blonde girl was feeling right now.


"Everything, maybe." Answer ngasal. He didn't even understand what he was feeling. Alfred smiled faintly. Before returning to talk.


"For me, you're like a Daisy flower, Bella." Suddenly Alfred. The girl subconsciously turned her head to look at Alfred's face which was still staring straight ahead.


"That which means innocence because of your nature, purity because of your heart, holiness in your soul which is still pure white without blemish. Loyalty to someone. Whether it's for your friend or your brother. The gentleness of your affection, and lastly is the simplicity of who you are." Alfred said, sincere. Suddenly Bella began to dare to look at Alfred with a difficult look at her. Between admiration and amazement.


"You are the same as the Daffodil flower which means hope, joy and optimism. And the yellow color is an expression of feeling, 'that the sun will always shine as long as I'm with you'. An expression of love unequaled. Uniquely, just because a single flower can mean an accident. And brother is here to complete that sprig. It's Bella." Alfred smiled meaningfully looking up at the star-studded sky.


Cheeez!!


Bella's really melting now. His heart was unable to speak.


"And the last one is Lily flower –Lily of the valleyyou've made my life perfect, Bella Abelard."


Degh!!


Iris sapphire meets Alfred's cold obsidian. As if hypnotized, Bella's body can no longer control. Alfred's smile made him grin. He could not even digest the last words spoken by the man.


'I can't possibly have feelings of love for my own brother, right? He's my brother, my brother. No. gabe. I need to be able to think rationally. I don't want my sister to hate me. I'm not ready yet.'


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