I Hate You, Brother
Chapter 24
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Chyra instantly stopped her footsteps while staring at a building that was not too big.
In fact, the building was very far from worthy of his word. And maybe, if compared with the house building owned by a domestic assistant in the Pranata family will be very far away.
Without feeling the tears the girl immediately dripped just so wet her cheeks. He tried to take his breath as deep as possible before he finally nodded his head when invited in by Arshen.
“Loh, son Arshen right?” reprimanding a middle-aged mother who looks old enough to welcome the arrival of Arshen and Chyra.
“Good day, sorry if my arrival will interrupt again, I—“
“No!” cut the mother quickly, “Sama is not at all annoying. Come on, let's go in,” he added, but suddenly the smile on the mother's face was immediately lost when her eyes accidentally met with Chyra's eyes that had been glassy since.
“Dia—“ The mother pointed towards Chyra with a softly restrained voice.
“Ah this introduce, she's my sister. I just picked her up at school and she said she wanted to come here, is that okay?” asked Arshen to lie.
The mother nodded her head again, she invited Arshen and Chyra to enter the minimalist house building and look a little shabby.
Again, Chyra had to endure the tightness in her chest when she saw the state of housing there. He really could not and did not expect if it turned out that he was from a family there.
“Kakak ,..” call Chyra with a slightly vibrating soft voice.
“Nothing, let's go in!” Arshen was still smiling calmly, he rubbed his sister's arm and embraced her and invited her to go deeper.
Chyra and Arshen continued to follow the house's mother. Where it turns out, he was brought into a room that was much smaller than he had imagined before.
“Who is he?” chyra asked again in a soft voice pointing towards one of the helpless weak men on the bed.
“Sit down first,” Arshen led Chyra in and sat next to the single-sized floor bed.
“Name is Mr. Santosa. This her, is—“
“Can't be!” Only saa Chyra sat herself on the floor, now the girl arrived immediately up and stood back up, “D—she is not my father right?”
“Dad?” The homeowner's mother frowned, she looked at Chyra with a slightly confused look, “She's my husband. And we don't have a daughter, how can he be your father?”
“S—suami? A—anda—“
“Chyra, listen brother first. Relax first, sit down,” said Arshen trying to calm Chyra so gently.
“Dengerin what brother? Brother for too long, if it's true that they are Chyra's real parents, brother just say so. Why do you have to telephoto!” peekik Chyra who is now Sudha tears.
“Honey, they are indeed your parents. A dozen years ago, Mommy and Dady found you in a hospital waiting room. Brother has been tracking all the CCTV and looking for info where, and it is true that the person who has put you in that chair is Jihan's mother.” Obviously Arshen instantly made the house owner's mother named Jihan rounded her eyes perfectly.
He knew Arshen not long ago, because he looked so sincere and liked to help people around.
Arshen, who is very kind, likes to give help to make him accept the man well.
Without him knowing, it turns out that it is a trick for Arshen to uncover the truth about his sister's family, Chyra.
...~To be continue .......