Loving My Brother's Beloved
Drafts

"Are you causing trouble again?"

"Yes as usual." Irine replied as she sipped her drink, after she waited impatiently for the break due to her sophistication with Kimtan. But thankfully, the man made no further comment on his delay and the situation last night.

Stefi chuckles. "You look very depressed, but only a few weeks you've been appointed Secretary."

Irine slammed the drink on the table a little. "You'll understand once you become a secretary to that man." Irine said, her two eyes looking forward with annoyance. "Arghhhttt, I have to see when I become his secretary." he was frustrated.

"That's Rin, why don't you just take it. After all, the salary of a secretary is greater than your previous job, you can raise more money to go to college."

There is also a truth that Stefi said, at least he had to be patient with Kimtan. "Hm you're right, yes we should get back to work. The break is over, I don't want to be late anymore" said Irine standing up from her seat.

Irine was just about to enter her room, she instead passed by Arka her assistant Presedir.

"Hello Mr. Arka." Greet Irine politely.

"Akh, Miss Irine thankfully meet here. There was a message from Mr. Kim, saying you can go home quickly today. The precedent also came home early because there were some urgent needs."

Irine scratched her temple, "But Mr. Arka, I'm fine continuing to work as well." Irine obviously felt bad if she had to go home first compared to other employees.

"This is the order of the Presedir, Miss." Press the Ark on Irine.

"Akh, well I'll take care of my things first." Said Irine in her office.

Arka continued her work.

"Aish there is a wind what the man told him first to go home." murmured Irine, while stuffing her things into his bag. "Yes, at least he can rest faster today."

...*************...

"Kimton? You go home, son." Isabel was surprised to see Kimtan back home, all this time she was worried about the condition of her son who did not return home and preferred to live in his apartment.

"Dear." Said Isabel again, approached Kimtan and rubbed the face of her beloved child. "You're so glad you're back home, you made your favorite meal well son." Isabel smiled sweetly, but there was no response given by Kimtan.

The man just stared at his Mamah face in silence, then his arm put away his Mamah hand that was touching his face. "No need, I've eaten outside. Anyway, I just came to see Dad 'not to go home." Kimtan's fists stared around with a pitiful look.

"Wait, kid!" Isabel held her son's arm, her heart ached. Honestly, which parent if a child starts to think of him as someone else is not a mother, a real father, or his family. "Didn't you miss this mama of yours, Kimtan?"

"Since a few years ago, I've felt like I don't have a mother." Kimtan's fizzle, staring intently at Isabel.

Isabel shut her mouth in disbelief at the words that came out of her son's mouth directly, what this son of her did. "Why are you saying that, son? Do you know your words hurt your heart."

"You hurt my heart first, you hurt my feelings first. You're-because of you I lost my lover. All because of you, I'm suffering." Kimtan could no longer control his emotions, he threw Isabel's arm free of his arms from his mama's confinement. Then walk away to the second floor, the place where his father is currently.

As for Isabel, she could no longer hold back her tears. Seeing the only son He gave birth to in this world hates him very much, because of his attitude first.

His attitude that always looked down on his lover and never condoned their relationship, because he thought their status was not equal. He was worried that it would make his son's future disrupted, so he asked Kimtan to focus more on his studies.

And it turns out, Kimtan until now still corner herself and her husband about the disappearance of her lover that she never knew at all. All he knew was that his son's lover went and disappeared.

When Kimtan had set foot near his father's room, the man told the servant to tell his father that he wanted to meet.

"Excuse me, sir, outside there's a young master who wants to see you." The waiter sat down at Kimtan's father's desk and told him that his son was outside waiting for him.

"Kimton?" Mr. Bramasta scrunched his forehead, why suddenly his son came back to this house.

"Right Sir, the young master is currently outside." The servant replied respectfully.

"Well, you tell the boy to come in!" The old man's orders.

"Good sir." The waiter walked over and opened the door for Kimtan. "Please enter Young Master, the Great Lord has been waiting for you inside." The servant invited Kimtan to enter his father's room.

"Hm, Thank you." Kimtan walked in.

He went into his father's room and he could see that the old man was busy reading a book, probably his favorite. Indeed, his father likes to read, in his spare time he will read at least one or two books at his workplace.

"How are you doing, A-yah?"

Kimtan's voice broke the silence in the room, because Kimtan's father had been silent ever since even though he knew his Son was standing before him. "I don't think your habits have changed in the past."

"What do you need?"

Appropriately.

Finally, his father opened his mouth, to make a sound and he did not seem to want to mince words with him anymore.

"Aaaa-you are indeed the type that is not neko-neko 'Dad." Press Kimtan, he circled the bookshelves in his father's room slowly. "You must know what I came here for, don't you think 'Dad?" Kimtan's fizz looked into his father's eyes. "Stop that matchmaking, because until now I won't let this matchmaking happen!" He said in a cold voice.

Mr. Bramasta closed the book he read aloud, his eyes staring fiercely at Kimtan. "You, you brat. Everything I've done for you, why do you always argue." Bentak Mr. Bramasta.

"Maha." Kimtan chuckled at the unsubstantiated reason of his father. "Dad, you're really funny. For my happiness? Just be right. Obviously I'm unhappy and don't want this match at all." His voice echoed throughout the room.

"You're getting against me, it's not gonna be possible. You'll still be married to Clara, the woman I've chosen for you." The middle-aged man remained stupefied by his plans to marry his Son to Clara.

"I love other women, not Clara. So stop making silly things like this again, 'cause I don't like it." Kimtan said sharply, He no longer knows what to talk like with his father. He would not listen to his son's request and remained selfish.

"Kimtan, I betrothed you to Clara as well for our family company. In order to grow rapidly and we need funding from Clara's father, do you understand what I mean?" His father softened, his tone of voice was low.

"I'm going to grow this company on my own, I don't want to get investors to associate with my love problems. I'm sure I can do it, I proved it yesterday. At a meeting with a foreign Clint who will disburse his funds to the company and I managed to get it all. So please stop that silly matchmaking, because I already have the woman I love." Kimtan was clear. This time He did not want to give up, He was more following his heart because He did not want to lose his loved ones for the second time.

Mr. Bramasta pecked in his place, his mouth shut. He looked at the face of his son who was already getting older and talented, He did admit that.

"Trust everything to me, I won't let you down." Kimtan said it again, trying to give his father confidence about his seriousness in this matter.

"Let me be with the woman I love, don't nullify my woman. If the events of the past repeat themselves to my woman, I would rather die then and there. I'm not messing with my words, Dad." Kimtan spoke at length.

Mr. Bramasta took a deep breath, He saw the glare of seriousness in the eyes of his son. "Who is that woman?"

"She's a great woman, who's brought back my sense of wanting." Kimtan replied firmly and confidently.

His father was silent, only nodding his head with an answer from his Son. "All right, I'll give you this one chance. If you fail you must obey everything I have planned, whether you like it or not, it will be a consequence of you." Cut it off in the end, letting his son work on all of his performance.

His lips smiled at his father's decision, Arka was right. It's easier to make a deal with his father than it is to fight his father who will only hurt both parties.

"Thank you." Kimtan nodded his body.

Mr. Bramasta was surprised to hear the words his son had just said, this was the first time since a few years ago that he had heard the word 'Thank you' from Kimtan making his heart warm.

It may be true that this decision was made, letting his Son try first with his efforts. He only needed to monitor his progress from afar, and not to interfere back in his son's affairs.

"Kimton." Call Mr. Bramasta again in his low voice.

Kimtan looked up at his father.

"Don't be so hard on your Mom, she loves you and loves you so much. He's innocent of the incident, it's all Dad's fault. Both in the past and the present, everything is my fault."

Kimtan. He has not fully forgiven his Father and Mother, but perhaps this man is right that he is too hard with his Mom.

"I'll think back on it." Origin legitimate. "Too once I go first." His words passed away from his father's room.

The faithful servant waited outside the room, saluting him. Kimtan only responded with a nod of his head, He went down the stairs and there precisely on the lower floor. His mother was still standing at his place earlier, the look on his face was glaring.

When he reached the footing of the last step, Kimtan stopped there. Both of his eyes looked at the woman who was staring at him, it seemed like the woman was crying out from the trace of her tears that had not completely dried up.

"Son." Call that woman raucous.

"Do you want lunch together?" ask Kimtan.

The two eyes of the woman were bulging, surprised and had to hear the invitation from her Son so suddenly. Was he not wrong to hear.

"A-pa are you serious, son? You're taking me to lunch together." Isabel asked reassure her hearing.

"Hm, right. You didn't hear me wrong, want to have lunch together?" Debut once again.

"You son, you want to." Isabel answered quickly and enthusiastically.

"Well, I'll wait outside. You change your clothes, I don't have long." Taehyung said in a cold tone.

Even so, Isabel still felt happy and enthusiastic quickly she ran to her room to change clothes. Like a child, he did not care about the people around the house who looked at him strangely.

Kimtan smiled softly at the departure of his Mom, He was too rude to his Mom. Maybe this is a good time to fix the relationship. Although he had scolded and hurt the woman.

"I'm sorry Mah, I'll fix this." Kimtan Mumbles.

For some reason, his heart became melted and wanted to fix everything with Mamah and also his father. It feels strange, because at the beginning he set foot in this rash. He immediately made his mother's heart hurt and Kimtan deeply regretted it all.

Because basically, Kimtan's desire from the beginning was to make peace with everything. But his heart was still too sick because of the loss of his lover Jiso who was out of nowhere until now.

And at this moment, came a woman who had a very positive impact on him. Restore all the desire to live and be happy with him.

Irine, the woman gave her positive energy so that it made her heart melt like a mound of ice during the day.