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LH - 17 - Regression

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Ridan sat down while reading the newspaper, while Raihan was silent. Shica and Ratna were in the other room.

Midan glanced a little at Raihan. Seeing the nervousness through his face, Ridan smiled.

Midan said, "Shica is a girl who likes to lie, she's inversely proportional to you."

Raihan looked up at Ridan.

"Both of her sisters are naughty, I often punish them. If I ask Shica, she'll lie to protect her sisters from me."

Raihan is seriously listening.

"I gave her the name Rastarani, so that she could become a princess who has a good standing, but she instead likes to be called Shica." Midan folded his newspaper and put the blurry paper containing the info to the table.

"I hope you can take care of Shica, when her two sisters can't do that." Ridan looked at Raihan waiting for an answer from the man.

Guarded it?

"Emm, yeah, I'll do as much as I can."

Raihan's reply made Ridan nod his head, "I feel calmer now.

Raihan was silent.

Ridan leaned his back against the chair, "Shica is allergic to sunlight, we don't know, why that could happen. Maybe it's because we banned him from leaving the house since he was a kid, so he's not used to the sun."

Raihan digested Ridan's speech.

"His skin will be red and mottled when standing too long under the hot sun."

Raihan nodded in understanding.

Ratna and Shica walked into the dining room. Ridan and Raihan looked over.

"Where are Regar and Rama?" Ask Ridan.

"Rama is taking care of the PMR organization, Regar is simulating for the exam" Ratna replied.

Midan looked at his watch, "Hour 5."

The waiters serve dinner dishes to the table.

Regar and Rama parked their bikes. The bodyguards moved the two sport bikes to the garage on orders from the two young masters.

Reach to release his tie. He turned to Rama, "Monday, the 12th grade won't take part in the independence ceremony, because the simulation still lasts until Wednesday."

Rama took off his jacket and turned to the older brother and nodded his head, "Class 12 is too old for the ceremony."

They both laughed.

Rama and Ratar stepped into the dining room. However, their steps came to a halt in the doorway when they saw Raihan's whereabouts.

"What is he doing here?!" Regar asked while pointing at Raihan's face.

"Regar, Rama, you sit down and eat, don't be like that to guests." Ratna who replied.

They both look at each other. Regar sat beside Ridan, while Rama sat beside his brother, because Rama's chair was occupied by Raihan.

"Pa, why put a stranger in our house?" Ask Regar half-grumbled.

"Raihan is Shica's friend" replied Ridan. Rama glared at the sweet smiling Shica.

"Papa was wooed by Shica?" Ask Rama.

"What's wrong with Shica being friends? You two are friends too, right? Papa look, Raihan is also a good and honest boy."

Rama and Ratar are silent.

Raihan smiled, "Hello, Brother."

"Silence, my ears are hot" said Regar ketus.

"Hey, I'm the same age as you, how dare you call me brother" muttered Rama.

Shica turned to Raihan and Rama in turn, "You're the same age?"

"That's supposed to be 11th grade, but when he moved to Hardiswara High School, he chose to be 10th grade. Is he 'honest' to Papa too?" Rama's reply ended with a question for his father.

Ridan frowned, he turned to Raihan, "Really?"

Raihan looked dejected, "Yes, my time at Parameswara High School, I did not have any fees in the 2nd semester of 11th grade, so I moved to Hardiswara High School on a scholarship and repeated from 10th grade."

Ridan nodded in understanding, "That's nothing to be ashamed of, you've been honest."

Rama and Regar snorted in annoyance.

They eat with gourmand.

After that, Raihan came home. Shica drove him to the front of the house. He waved his hand as Raihan's motor drove away from the Mahali residence.

With a bright smile, Shica entered the house. He looked at his two brothers who looked annoyed.

Rear and Rama looked at Shica with a lazy expression.

"It looks like Raihan is using the magic to get Papa's heart" whispered Rama.

Hearing Rama's ridiculous remark, Regar patted his sister's forehead, "Still believing in the power of shamans in this century?"

Rama rubbed his poor forehead, "Yes, maybe."

Regar seemed to seriously think, "I've investigated the Januaar, he did attend Parameswara High School, 10th grade. He has a close relationship with Raihan, because Raihan was a member of the Januaar gang."

"Raihan who is older than Januaar is a member?" Ask Rama.

Regular grinning, "Januaar is a racer nicknamed the wind by his friends, he's also good at fighting."

Rama knitted his brows, he was being serious.

Regularly touching her painful forehead, "What I'm afraid of is... Januaar tells Raihan to avenge them on us through Shica. It could happen, right?"

"Why didn't Big Brother just come to apologize to Januaar and her brother?" Ask Rama.

"No! Januaar's gang has been making me sick since Junior High, why would I apologize to him?" Gerrutu Regar's.

"This is for Shica, Brother."

Regar was speechless, "I'll send a spy to Januaar's gang."

After saying so, Regar got up from his seat and passed into the room.

Rama snorted in annoyance, "Why was he created with a stone head?"

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Re-entering the bathroom. He took off his high school uniform. The burly hand moved to light the shower. Freckles from the small hole of the shower fell soaking the body of Regar.

"Typeaaak! Please! No!"

"Quick! You want to get out of here, don't you?!"

"I want to come out alive.Hiks, hiks, hix."

The voices were always ringing in the ears of Regar. Years had passed, but those memories always appeared suddenly.

The beautiful girl looked at Regar with an expression full of misery.

Without feeling pity, Regar pulled the girl's hair, until he stood up by force. She grimaced while holding her hair.

"Kill the living thing in your stomach!" Snap Regar.

The few doctors and sisters who saw that looked at each other, they looked pity at the chaotic state of the girl.

"I don't want to!" With all her might, the girl pushed Regar, to the point that Regar was a few steps back.

The man looked at the hair on his hand.

"Sorry, we'll wait inside." The doctor and nurse passed.

"Rayaa, if you don't want to abort your womb properly, I'll get it out of your stomach myself!" Snapped Rear while approaching and removed his belt.

Rayaa shook her head and shouted loudly, as the belt hit her smooth white arm.

"Typeaaak! Please! No!"

"Quick! You want to get out of here, don't you?!"

"I want to come out alive.Hiks, hiks, hix."

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The blonde-haired man hit Regar in the face. Although her body size and age were far below that of Regar, she was not afraid at all.

Regar fell to the floor and felt that the man who was none other than Januaar was beating him and hit him again.

"Know *******!" Januaar picked up the knife, but quickly, Regar kicked in************* the man.

Mahali's man got up while wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Januaar spat blood on the floor, "It doesn't matter if you want to get the bastard out of my brother's stomach, but you already made him almost dead!"

January ran towards Rear and thrust his knife into the man's stomach.

Regularly touching his left abdomen, there's a stitch scar there.

Raihan stood in front of Regar, he was carrying the unconscious Rayaa. There was a lot of blood everywhere dripping down the floor.

"Are you proud to be the son of the Mahali family? The noble and honorable Mahali family does this kind of lowly thing" Raihan said.

Regularly grieving, "That girl who came alone to me, she rejected a poor man like you and chose me, I don't want her."

Raihan knitted his brows, "You'll get his reply."

Regular turn off shower. The man stared at his reflection through the bathroom mirror.

Behind his handsome face, there was nothing more he was a demon.

The Devils of the Mahali family.

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Meanwhile, Shica was talking to Rama in her room.

"The noise is good, brother." Shica tried to convince her sister.

"What if he's pretending?" Ask Rama.

"Anybody likes him, why don't Brother and sister Regar?" Shica shook her brother's hand.

"I told you, right... Raihan is a gang boy" whispered Rama.

"the evidence?" Shica looked at Rama with an expression of disbelief.

"Look at his finger, if you find a wound, it means he's a gang boy." Rama pointed his little finger.

"Why could that be?" Ask Shica.

"The Januaar gang will inflict a wound on the pinky of its former members when it comes out of the gang."

Shica digested her brother's words, "Why is it like a yakuza?"

"That's how they are" answered Rama.

When she first met Raihan, Shica remembered something. Raihan held his hand.

"Hello?" Raihan shook his hand

Shica gasped in surprise, "Yes?"

"I'm looking for class 10-MIPA-B where, huh?" Ask the man. Her voice was very deep and heavy making her sound sexy in Shica's ears.

"That's my class" Shica replied.

"really? Then let's go there together." Raihan clasping Shica's hand made the girl even more nervous.

Shica felt a gaping wound in Raihan's fingers, not knowing where exactly the wound was.

"Ah.. but actually I also forgot where," said Shica.

Raihan frowned, "Alright, then, we're looking together."

Shica nodded.

Rama glanced at his dreamy sister, "Given something?"

Shica nodded, "It seems that it is true, there is a considerable wound in one of his fingers. But, I don't know, whether the wound was on the little finger, or not."

Rama nodded, "It's definitely on the little finger, that's proof. You still want to be close to him?"

Silent.

Shica did not answer.

"He is like Brother Rama" Shica said with a chuckle.

Rama frowned, "What's the same? Why liken me to that guy?"

"Everything is ridiculous and can make people laugh" Shica replied, laughing even more. To the extent that both eyes form an inverted u.

"I'm not silly, I'm cool" Rama grumbled as he patted his sister's forehead.

Rama pouted, "Ah, don't want to talk to Shica anymore!"

Rama pouted and passed. Shica increasingly laughed at her brother's behavior.

Shica took out a plain paper with a face skesta there. The girl was drawing someone's face.

When he arrived at the door, Rama was surprised to cross paths with Regar.

The man patted Rama on the forehead, "You surprised me."

Rama rubbed his poor forehead, "Ah, don't want to talk anymore with Brother Regar!"

Rama passed.

Seeing Rama's childish behavior, Regar regressed his body, "What's wrong with the boy? Why is he so again?"

Regularly knocking on her sister's room door, "Ca? This is Regar's brother."

Shica was a little surprised, she hid the sketch again under the table.

"Come in, brother, unlocked."

Regularly opening the door and entering her sister's room, she sees Shica working on PR.

"There's still PR?" Ask Regar while sitting next to Shica. The girl nodded, "Stay, any curriculum, there's still PR."

Regularly laughing, "No harm...it will make students smarter, right?"

"It's getting stressful" Shica denied.

Regar rolled his eyeballs and threw his body into the bed. Shica turned her head, looking at her brother who had fallen asleep.

"So soon Regar's brother is asleep," muttered Shica as she got up to pull the blanket and covered her brother's body.

The girl continued working on her PR.

The clock shows at 10 p.m., Shica was already asleep with her head asleep to the study table.

Rear opened his eyes. He pretended to be asleep. The man pulled out the blanket and approached his sister.

There's Shica's pink phone on the table. Regar. However, his phone was locked with fingerprints.

Regar rubbed his face rough. Maybe Shica started to get suspicious of him, because many conversation balloons were missing, so she locked them with fingerprints, so as not to be easily opened by anyone.

Slowly, he put the phone in his hands. Regar tries to match the fingerprint from Shica's index finger to the phone carefully.

Failed, and then the other, and it worked.

Not as hard as I imagined.

Regularly looking at the contents of his sister's phone, starting from a conversation balloon.

There is nothing strange, just a casual conversation between Shica and Meishy, Raihan, and her classmates.

Regularly checking into the gallery, she saw many photos in her sister's gallery, including photos with Raihan. However, it is still at reasonable limits. The most famous photo was taken with Meishy.

Regular searched his sister's cell phone until 11. She discovered many things, including adult stories from her sister's notes.

Regar was a little surprised, he did not think his sister would dare to read the stories devoted to the 21+ people.

"It worries me. Why is he telling these stupid stories?" Regar's hands were itching to erase all of his sister's notes, but Shica would be suspicious the next day.

Regar put his sister's phone back on the table.

The man's gaze was fixed on something under the table. Out of curiosity, Regar took it. It turned out that the sketch of Raihan's face was unfinished. Put the paper back under the table.

Regar looked at his sister for a moment. Shica's tired face made Regar feel sad.

The burly hand stretched out gently rubbed his sister's hair. He lifted Shica's body and moved her to the bed.

"You've loved the wrong man, Shica. Forgive Brother.. Actually this is Brother's fault. But, Big Brother will fix it in his own way."

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April 20th, 2016

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