Hay Pak Teacher
New novel, Sakuel "Hay sir Guru" Alatha and Arga

TITLE: FORBIDDEN DESIRE YOUNG STAINS

NAPOLEON: SUSANTI 31

Alysia Agatha Vernando, a pretty girl with a pretty annoying personality for her close-knit people, is a spoiled and a bit selfish girl.

The youngest of the three children entered the house with eyes filled with tears. How not, on the day of his return vacation with his friends he must hear bad news about his lover.

Arga Vernando, brother and lover will marry another woman, even though they are dating almost 2 years without a year anyone.

"Alatha."

Alatha ignored the call from her mommy, she just ran to the room and locked it tight, she was crying so much that night.

Until the sound of knocking on the door rang out in his ears.

"Alatha is not the door, baby, this is my brother" Arga said behind the door.

Alatha's cry stopped immediately, she stared at the door nanar before her. Remove rough tears on the cheeks.

"The evil gate is the same Alha, tomorrow is the day H, but no one tells Alha about this all! You're evil!" peek Alatha until her voice choked because of hoarse.

The heart of who does not hurt, when he hears a lover who has always loved him, must marry another woman. Even with hiding everything.

Exceed, Arga is his brother, all the family no one told about this plan.

"Is this why I was let out of the country for a month? So you can plan a wedding without my knowledge?"

Alatha flinched, as the door leaf opened violently, even her voice echoed greatly after touching the marble floor.

Arga just broke down the door.

"Get out of my room!" pekik Alatha's.

The girl continued to thrash in Arga's arms, tears unceasingly dripping down.

"Sorry, brother didn't tell you first, because you know, you can't possibly agree to this plan" whispered Arga in a very soft voice.

Alatha pushed Arga's body to sit in front of her. The beautiful girl who always looks fashionable and wah it now looks disheveled.

He stared at Arga.

"You're apologizing as to who, huh? A lover, or a brother!" snapped it.

"Both," said Arga.

Alatha's hand floated and landed on Arga's smooth cheek, even her fingers leaving a trace of redness there.

"Why?"

"Because we cannot be with Alha, we are brothers. The same blood flows through our bodies, so stop being selfish like this. Brother, admit, brother is wrong. It should have been since the beginning of this relationship has never been established between us, "sorry Arga cupped the cheek cubi Alatha who is still in tears.

The man was aware of the misfortune he had done for two years, establishing a relationship with his own sister without a year of parents.

It is not the fault of Alatha who fell in love, but her fault for not being able to see her sister with other men, to decide to be in a relationship.

Treat Alatha like a woman in general who deserves to be loved.

Now, Arga wants to end it all before it's too late.

The love of different religions, can be united if one of them leaves their god. So what about him? Inbred love? Her love story is very funny.

"Why can't it? Brother and Alha female, we are different types, can get married. Alha did not care about blood relations, since when did the rules exist?" Alatha hit Arga's chest blindly.

The pain of a sister, when her brother was about to get married, but the pain of Alatha exceeded that. He had to lose his brother as well as his lover, would Alatha allow that? Of course not, she's a selfish girl who doesn't want hers to be bullied by anyone.

"Why? Let Mommy and Daddy know and cancel this wedding, Bang. You can only marry Alha, not another woman!"

"Alatha!" snapped Arga unconsciously. "You think our parents would agree with this relationship? The answer is no, if they knew, then the wedding might be done tonight so that nothing would happen."

"Stop crying Alha! ikhlaskan brother is married! This is the best for us. Married or not, you are still the brother's most dear brother, you will not lose a brother," Arga persuaded with teary eyes.

In the sadness that Alatha felt, the girl's eyes could not lie, there were many wounds in it.

Arga buried his lips long enough in Alatha's forehead. The girl's crying had already begun to subside, even her tears were beginning to dry up.

The grip of Alatha's hand on Arga's suit felt very tight, the pain in her heart imprinted so deeply.

"Why should we be born in the same womb? Why, brother, should be Alha's brother? If you get married tomorrow, you will hear the news of my death" Alatha threatened, no lies in her eyes.

"Don't be stupid Alha!"

"Go, get your wedding ready!" Alatha's gaze sharpened.

"Go!" his screeches.

"Alha." Arga was about to approach, but the sound of someone stopping him.

"Go, let Alha, same Mommy. It's only natural that he's like this, because heartache will lose the brother who loves him so much."

Alana's love, Mommy Alatha didn't hear her two children talk, I don't know what would happen if she heard it.

***

Alatha's tears trickled down, as Arga said kabul ijab. However, it was not her name that was mentioned, but another woman.

The girl's chest rumbled violently, upon realizing the woman's name.

Clara Liandra's?

The pain in his heart seemed to disappear under the thundering wind of that name. The name he hated so much, the woman who during school always bullied him, to eliminate the character of his cheerful self.

The pain has now turned into a grudge, especially the woman who always bullied him took something very important in Alatha's life.

His plan to harm himself collapsed all of a sudden. His sad face turned into a smile that left his parents and twin brothers astonished.

"Alha, you're no longer going to sambet on the wedding day bang Arga, right?" whispered Agatha, her twin sister.

The woman, whose face is very similar to Alatha's, was married to a policeman because of the actions of Alatha, who abruptly backed out of marriage one year ago.

"Where are you going, son?" ask Mommy.

"Alha wants to congratulate her bang Arga Mom, Alha does not know, if the woman she married is a good friend of Alha," replied Alatha.

The girl became the first to go up to the wedding to congratulate the two newlyweds.

He shook Arga's hand and hugged her very tightly. "Abang belongs only to Alha," whispered Alatha, after which she turned to Arga's wife who was none other than her own enemy.

Just like earlier, Alatha also hugged Clara, even stroking the back wrapped in the luxurious dress.

"I shouldn't be here, but it's okay, I'm very happy that you're taking my place Clara Liandra" whispered Agatha.

"Welcome to hell wrapped in heaven."

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