
Raka quickly hugged him, he no longer needed to mince words when his sister-in-law had agreed to his request.
Now they hugged tightly, "Still Del! Brother Seneng has a sister-in-law like you!"
"Yes, brother together!"
Della answered him so calmly that his heart seemed to be about to be dislodged, this was the first time he dared to hug a man other than his father.
Lying if he's okay, it feels like he wants to retaliate, but it feels so scared, "I'm not already!" He said when he felt Raka's embrace getting tighter in his body.
Raka did not answer, he even more pulled Della's body into his arms, not hesitate to men d* Della's neck.
"Ah... Brother, Raka what the hell? He said it was just a hug? Lepasin Della sis! Brother Raka don't mess with yah!"
Della was amused, but she wanted to ask for more. He wanted to push Raka's body but the power was not worth Raka's hand which was now coiled around her body.
"Del.... " Call her so softly in Della's ears accompanied by a gasp of breath makes Della instantly goosebumps.
"Sir Raka! Please release Della, Della is not comfortable like this sister!" Pintanya.
Hearing that, Raka immediately took off her embrace, "Ahh sorry Del... Khilaf brother! Sorry dad!"
Della's forehead wrinkled, "I want to go back to my room, sister!" He did not answer Raka's statement but chose a farewell so that he could get out of the room immediately.
Raka let her go, she then dropped her body down the middle of the bed while staring at the ceiling of the room.
Huuhh...
He sighed, his eyes slowly closed but his smile had not faded, it seemed like he was still imagining his embrace with Della earlier.
"I'm going crazy for a long time because of Della!" Mumbled.
Della did not go straight to the room, she went to the bathroom first to wear a sanitary pad, to be honest when Raka had embraced her menstrual blood also suddenly came out very much.
"Why did Raka's brother ask her that? Did I ask Mala aja? Afraid brother Mala know continue to misunderstand again, I do not want my brother's household troubled!" Grit in front of the bathroom mirror.
...***...
When Mala came home, The first person to greet her was Raka her own husband, her face as usual looking very tired.
"Where's della?" Ask Raka.
"He's in his room!" Answer Raka.
"Del... Della´s.... " Call Mala while walking towards her sister's room, "you're sleeping huh? What time is it! Can't sleep on magrib!" His shouting.
The door to Della's room opened, she lethargicly walked over and hugged her brother who was now standing in front of her sister, "Della is tired! Is there food? Della wants to snack, wants that crispy!"
"You've just been so complaining, what if you're already in the position of brother? Oh yeah, what was the interview? No smooth?"
Della lets go of her embrace, she raises both her thumbs in front of Mala, "Surf dong kak!"
"Sir brother is a jago!" Praise Mala, she took out her wallet in her bag and gave her a hundred.
"Nihh, he said he wanted to snack, right? Consider it an appreciation of your brother because your interview is smooth!"
Della's eyes immediately widened, who would want to refuse the windfall? "Wahh Mala's sister is the best sister Della has! That's why Della's leaving now!"
"Yes, just go there!"
"Come Del... Let brother temenin you!" Suddenly Raka offers herself again.
Della was silent for a while, she looked at Raka without knowing what to say, "do you think Del? You don't want to be together with your own sister-in-law?" Tymphal Mala.
"It's not so, brother! But I want to go alone, can't I?" His voice was so slow, he really did not want to go with Raka, but had no reason to subtly refuse.