Cold Girls & Playboy Guys
Opting to Go

"So... You want to come to America and live there?" Ask Arsha.

Alvina fell silent, thinking that there was nothing wrong with her if she came to America and settled there. But the thoughts he has now are the School and his Companions.

"On school you calm down, brother will enroll you in school brother first" said Arsha suddenly, as if to know what was in the middle of thinking by his sister.

Alvina looked at Arsha then nodded.

"I want to go there, but how am I?" Ask Alvina.

"That fussy chick?" Ask Arsha.

Alvina who can guess the person Atsha is heading to is Citra immediately nodded her head assent.

"You can visit Indonesia again if you miss your chatter" replied Arsha.

"Emang can? the cost from America to Indonesia must be expensive" asked Alvina.

"Geez, Najendra's family is not that poor to not be able to pay the cost of going back and forth between America Indonesia. Especially now that Najendra's family just we are both the same as Daddy's sister" replied Arsha.

Alvina seemed to nod in understanding.

"We leave at eleven today, right? I still have work there" Arsha asked.

"Jam eleven? Means two and a half hours dong" said Alvina shocked.

"Yes, you don't need to bring anything from here, all of them are ready brothers in our house" said Arsha.

Alvina silently did not respond. He just looked down while playing his fingers that were linked to each other.

"Sister must go first, you are ready yes, later brother picked up at eleven" said Arsha.

"Yes" replied Alvina briefly.

After Arsha's departure from her home, Alvina covered her face with both palms.

"Gue seneng can know the origin of myself, but I am sad if I have to leave a friend who is always on my side" murmured Alvina.

He breathed his breath and headed towards the room.

He seemed to be spreading his gaze around the room. He sat at the study table and took a notebook to write something for his friend.

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The clock has shown the number eleven. Alvina is ready with her mainstay suit, black jeans, plain white T-shirts and in a black shirt. Unlike usual, he who always tied his hair, now seems to let his hair loose.

Tok to tok.

While engrossed in playing his cell phone, he was shocked by the sound of knocking on the door.

When she opened the door, Arsha was standing at the door. He seemed to have a smile when he saw Alvina was ready to leave.

"Let off now?" Ask Alvina.

"Yes" answered Arsha.

They finally left by using a taxi that has been ordered by Arsha.

Before leaving, Alvina seemed to look at the house that had been her shelter with a blurry view because it was blocked by flooded tears.

"You can still stay here. Brother will also come if you play here" said Arsha calming.

Alvina turned her head, she got into the car and was followed by Arsha.

During the journey to the airport, Alvina rests her head on Arsha's sturdy shoulder.

Arriving at the airport, he immediately entered the plane.

"Sleep, your stomach is still not fully healed, right?" Arsha said as the plane took off.

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When the plane had landed, Arsha who felt unbearable to wake her sister was finally decided to carry her to the car carried by her personal driver.

Arriving at a three-story mansion, Alvina awakens.

"Why awake?" Ask Arsha.

"This is our house?" Alvina asked Arsha while looking at the house in front of her.

He immediately got out of the car followed by Arsha from behind.

"Yes, this is our home" answered Arsha.

"We go in yuk" Arsha asked.

Alvina nodded with excitement. For a moment he forgot his sadness.

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Alvina is enjoying her time with Arsha.

Now Citra has just returned home, he came home late because he had to follow the extracurricular at school.

He opened the door limp, he was astonished because the atmosphere of Alvina's house seemed quiet, unlike his usual that there was always a sound from the kitchen that greeted him when he came home.

He entered the room, his forehead frowning in wonder when he found the room empty.

"ALVINA! WHERE ARE YOU?" finally Citra decided to yell out to Alvina while not finding Alvina in the whole room.

But his efforts were in vain because he did not get an answer from the person he was looking for at this time.

He returns to Alvina's room, where he accidentally finds a piece of paper lying on a desk.

The image immediately approached the table and picked up the paper.

He sat on the bed reading every word on the striped paper.

When he first saw it, he could tell who had made the short letter.

The red ink on the paper looks neat. But at one particular point, there is ink that is erased like being exposed to water droplets.

The image cries as it reads her, not believing that her best friend will leave her without saying goodbye first.

'*Hai Cit's... I want to tell you the same, if the guy yesterday that I asked was my real brother. I didn't believe it at first, but on the way he showed us both DNA results, I finally believed him. His name is Arshaka Najendra. I am very happy to know my origins clearly, but on the one hand, I am also sad, because my brother asked me to stay with him in America. And. I also mutusin to follow him, because I also want to understand how he feels in love with his own siblings.

Thank you so much Cit. so far you are always on my side, I feel sad again, calm me again emotions, and always support me to be able to recover from my illness. Again thank you so much. From now on I will be living in America with my sister. But you calm down, I will often come here again, I tipped my bike. Sorry for not being able to pay directly to you. I love you with Citra... I pamit... Again thanks..

Greetings Friends

ALVINE

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