Dira & Dara
Story from #Dira pov

I came home with anger that is still hunting, Dara is indeed difficult if you know. I'm afraid if anything happens to him, I'm afraid that he's a victim of a jerk.

"Rghghhht".I ruffled my hair, frustrated while covering the door rough.

Mother and om Daniel who is currently sitting in the middle room jerked with the sound of the door that I just slammed.

Mother looked at me while keeping a piece of paper, "why did you Dir come by the door?"

I just keep quiet and look at Daniel at a glance, in my mind keep turning when will menjembloskan him and make the father refer to the mother. But until now the mother is even more sticky like Daniel, even I have not seen Dad. I stared at the window of my father's house, which had been quiet since Anna's aunt had been locked up, where I was staying and what I was doing right now.

I rewind the steps and go back outside the house, the mother who kept asking I did not answer.

I unlocked the car and drove it slowly, right now I want to see Dad in his apartment. That's also if you're there, hopefully.

Thirty minutes I got to the apartment and went out to my father's room, whistling and playing the keys to my car I want to throw tired here.

"Gue's not ready to talk to them, if Dara's not my real son Ho."

Dad's voice was clearly heard, making me stop my steps and peek from a distance that was not too far away.

I can see that Father and 0m Suho are standing in front of my door while smoking a cigarette.

"Lagian lo why not be honest from the beginning with Rayna, if your daughter has heart failure and the only survivor is Dira."

Saying about Suho makes me gap, girl? Heart failure? The virgin? Mean what?

Dad plays cigarette smoke and seems to be thinking about something.

"At first I want to be honest, but right in the middle of the road I was horrified there was a mother who could not cry to pay the cost of the birth, but right in the middle of the road, out of nowhere he knew that my daughter died suddenly he gave Dara to me and asked to pay for her treatment while in the hospital."

Obviously Father.

I round my eyes, so Dara? Not my real sister? the secret is, God, why is everything so messed up.

"How do you want now? If you're honest, it'll hurt Dara's heart." Ask about Suho.

Om Suho nodded slowly, "continue your child's grave in France?"

"Yes, while there every week I nengokin him." Answer Dad

"What's his name?"

Dad smiled as he imagined something, "his name is Dara Anindya Wijaya."

"So her name is Dara too?"

Om Suho was surprised while turning off the cigarette butts.

Dad nodded." too."Yes because from the beginning, Rayna and I have given the name Dira Raditya Wijaya the same Dara Anindya Wijaya." Obviously Dad

My heart was suddenly racing, sick! So Dara who I currently love with a different feeling is not my biological sister, Da who all this time I keep never flow the same blood in his body.

Remembering her screams when on campus mentioning blood type, my blood type O brother. His words still ring in my ears, O God what should I do at this time. True said om Suho, if until Dara knew he would be hurt.

I rewind the steps and get out of Dad's apartment, I have to save Dara from that damn guy.

*Because what I feel right now is not the affection that a brother should have for a sister, but the affection for a lover.

Once I know the truth, I'm not gonna let go of your hand for a jerk.

If you are destined to be my sister until the end of life, choose a good guy like Dad.

Wait for me Dara, this hand will never make you run and hurt*.

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