Leaning Sweet Me
Ayoo take off your shirt

After making sure Faiz left, Metta pushed Farrel's body back.

Brug..

" It's gone away, it's done, don't take a chance from me" Metta said.

" Sister, we are lovers, not" said Farrel with a big smile showing a row of white teeth.

" Lover.. lover of hongkong "said Metta annoyed while walking by.

With a smile, Farrel teased Metta again.

"But Brother admitted it too "

even my sister was silent in your presence, and could feel my kiss"

Metta snorted, staring at Farrel intently.

" Why do you even claim to be my lover ??"

Farrel smiled, finally slowly his efforts got progress again he thought. Whether consciously or not Metta changed her calling to you.

"Yes because people say, life is once necessary whose name is recognition, yes.even though only ngaku ngaku"

Farrel chuckles.

With closed eyes Metta shook her head.

" What kind of term is that, weird base "

" So big sister should be proud, only big sister got a kiss from me after my mom" Farrel chuckled again

Farrel does not want to stop just like that, for some reason Farrel continues to tease Metta who looks very adorable when annoyed.

"God..." Farrel pura shouted, holding the corner of his injured lip, seeking attention for Metta to turn around.

" wx..You are this !!"Metta stared panted

" Not much acting "

Metta again passed, ignoring Farrel who was pretending to be in pain.

"I will not be fooled again "he murmured.

Farrel chuckled following the obscure grumbling Metta from behind. Adorable, Farrel couldn't stand to see an irritated Metta with pursed lips.

" Cx ..This sister is not understanding at all at all her own boyfriend "

Metta clasped both of her hands to her chest, with her eyes sharpening towards Farrel. With his feet to the ground.

"Stop pissing me off"

Farrel walked over, leaning his head against Metta's face. Until they momentarily exchanged glances, then switched a little side right in Metta's ear.

" Emit all the annoyance you feel, never refrain from continuing to pretend to look strong"

Metta was stunned, trying to understand what Farrel was saying. Until his hands feel gently pulled.

"Let's go "

The sky began to darken, replacing the Dusk that slowly left. The star is preparing to accompany the moon.

Metta was pensive, it was inevitable what was playing a role in him. Feelings that have been stored there, about a sense of restrained, about a heart that refuses, a sense of disappointment that has arisen, all mixed into one. Even about the pretense that has often been done. That's what he is, tired?? sure is.

Farrel looked towards Metta, noticing her gloomy-looking face. The black manic looks cute.

" Is brother okay"

" hm..Yes of course" Metta said lying.

" Sister.." Farrel sighed before continuing his words.

" Cry if you want to cry, don't hold it down"

Metta suddenly snapped at Farrel. As much as possible so that his crying does not spill at that time.

" I don't want to cry, why should I cry"

"sister, look in this car there's only my brother and I.."

"Or if you need to just assume I don't exist". said Farrel without looking at Metta.

Metta never showed what he was feeling. Always pretending to be strong in front of others, he did not want to look weak by anyone, even if it was his own family, let alone just a Farrel. Of course not.

" Not fooling around "

" I'm fine and don't want to cry"

But this time Metta nodded, covering his face with both hands. His body seemed to tremble, just then as his cries broke, the water that was twitching in his eyes fell violently, and his strength seemed to disappear.

For some reason Farrel seemed to understand himself, the voice of the Cry of Metta was so heartbreaking to anyone who heard it. Then pulled the little body into his arms, leaving his shirt wet with tears. Give him time to release as much as possible the burden he has been holding.

A moment later the vibration of the body weakened, his sobs slowly stopped. Metta felt comfort in Farrel's arms. It was true that a hug was what he needed right now. And the burden seems to be decreasing.

" This big brother is stubborn" murmured Farrel over the top of his head

In annoyance Metta hit Farrel's chest.

Aw..

Farrel pitted at the same time as Metta who snapped.

"I told you not to know.you're this"

Farrel grimaced, his hand stroking his chest, not because of a blow from Metta but because his chest was indeed injured when he was fighting earlier. His shirt unfolded, his chest slightly reddened.

Metta was stunned when she saw the bruise on Farrel's white chest. There was a feeling of guilt that he felt now. If it wasn't for him, maybe it wouldn't have happened.

Metta sighed slowly.

" I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought you into my trouble" said Metta, looking up at Farrel.

Farrel's outstretched finger wiped away the trace of tears on Metta's face.

" Why did you say that, I'm fine" Farrel smiled.

" What is pain "

"A little , but it's okay"

" Cx Why are you saying it's okay, it's also clear that there are bruises" Metta said as her embrace unraveled.

" Sister knows I've been a karate champion in school, so you don't have to worry" Farrel puffed his chest and patted him.

" Cx.you are so confident" said Metta

" But it..."

" Stop.." said Metta.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right back"

Metta went out and walked towards a minimarket, while Farrel looked to follow where Metta was going.

"Why did his mood change so quickly" Farrel murmured

Before long Metta came out with a plastic package in his hand. Get back in the car.

" What did you buy?"

Metta opened the plastic and offered him a drink, and then he gave it to Farrel

" More,"

" Thank you, brother is good" said Farrel chugging a bottle of drink given by Metta. While Metta pulled the corner of her lips up, and downed her own drink.

"Let's now take off your clothes" said Metta arrived.

" Ayyh.What will you do to me" said Farrel covering his chest with both hands.

"Don't be like a sister, I'm still not old enough, at least don't do it here" said Farrel smilingly raising his two thick eyebrows twice.

"Cx what are you talking about, don't think like that" Metta clapped her shoulder hard and Farrel grimaced.

" This is for your bruise" Metta said.

Farrel beroh ria while opening his shirt.

" I thought we'd do that here"

" That's what.. What do you say, your brain why you think so perverted "this time Metta slapped Farrel's shoulder harder.

" Ayoo quickly take off your clothes"

" Ah Brother turned out to be very aggressive "farrel's laughter now sounded.

" It seems not only your chest should be treated, but your brain as well" said Metta upset.

" But beware brother do not be tempted later when you see my chest" said Farrel puffing his own chest.

" You're talking too much"

Farrel laughed loudly, unbuttoning his shirt one by one.

Metta applied the medicine slowly, their distance was so close, Farrel noticed his face, his breathing hit the child of Metta's hair, his heart was now lying fast, there was a strange feeling. With the feeling that it is realized has begun to flourish in his heart, between Admiring and starting to love. There was a strong determination there, Farrel refrained from touching Metta.

Farrel grimaced a little, with a little rough Metta pressing the bruise. Metta actually knew Farrel was watching.

" Would you keep looking at me like that" Metta said

Farrel laughed softly, and scratched his non-itchy nape.

" I was found out"

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