Loving My Brother's Fiancee
11. Whatdoyouwd?

"Apartment?" asked Abra with a confused face.

He never knew if Ibra had an apartment. His twin brother always lived in his parents' house. How can they go there if the place alone does not know where. However, the man was also curious about the place.

"Can, huh? Just for a moment," Salwa said.

"But ...."

"You take it easy, I bring the access card if you don't bring it."

Abra was relieved to hear it, but she did not know the place. The man seemed to think, how to ask the place without making Salwa suspicious. Living a lie is exhausting.

"If you're tired, let me drive, yeah! I really want to go there," said Salwa as if knowing the doubts felt by the man.

"Alright, you're the one driving" said Abra resigned because that's what he really wanted. Salwa smiled hearing the answer from the man.

Their food orders have arrived. Salwa and Abra enjoy dinner in peace. Not a single word came out from the lips of the two, They were dissolving in each other's minds. After finishing the meal, the two headed to Ibra's apartment as Salwa said earlier.

"You usually never forget that apartment access card. Why forget now?" salwa asked while on the way with a straight fixed view towards the street without looking towards Abra.

"Forgotten" the man replied. Salwa nodded as well.

Abra knew if the woman wanted to ask further. He chose to play music in the car while closing his eyes, pretending to be asleep. If Salwa had a lot of questions, of course the secret would have been exposed and Abra would not have wanted that to happen. Not long after, the car finally stopped in front of an apartment building that was so luxurious.

"Darling, we've arrived. Comeon, down!" call Salwa by shaking the man's body. Abra opened her eyes and pretended to yawn to look like she just woke up.

"Oh, it's here, huh?"

"Yes, let's get down!"

Salwa held the man's arm and walked together into the apartment building. Abra only complies because he also does not know where Ibra's apartment is located. After boarding the elevator, they finally arrived at the door of Ibra's apartment.

Abra saw the number on the doorstep. He would remember it, one day maybe the man also needed to come to this place to investigate all about his twin brother. Salwa put the access card next to the door and finally the door opened. The woman first entered the apartment, followed by Abra behind her.

The man observed every corner of the apartment. Everything looks like normal, nothing special. Even the photos, none. Abra follows Salwa to the kitchen. The woman made two glasses of tea for them. The air is so cold, warm tea is suitable for both.

"Drink," Salwa said, offering Abra a glass of tea. The man smiled and accepted the tea.

"It's night, till when are we here? There's nothing we can do here either!" abra asked after a few minutes of silence.

"That's exactly what, I want us to stay here tonight."

"What?" Abra was surprised. How could Salwa say such a thing without burden. "We're not married yet, how can you take me to stay here?"

"Don't we've also stayed here before so, what's weird?" salwa asked, looking at Abra for an answer.

Abra was wrong. He never knew Ibra and Salwa had spent the night together. She thought, Salwa is a good woman, lately the man has put a little heart on her. However, now the image is good and the like faded instantly.

"Why look at me like that? Don't think shit, yeah! As usual, you sleep in your room, I sleep in the living room" Salwa explained.

Almost Abra was angry at the woman in front of him for being cheap, but it turned out that he was the one who had the wrong conclusion. How bod*him he has judged someone just for a fleeting statement.

"Who's thinking pervert? I never thought of it that way" Abra said.

"Of course not" said Abra quickly.

"It's still eight o'clock. Are you hungry again? We can order food."

"No, I'm still full. If you want to order food, order it."

"Well, I'm not hungry either. We sit on the balcony for a bit while enjoying the night breeze" Salwa asked.

Abraham kept it because he had promised it that way. They stood on the balcony clinging to the iron barrier, enjoying the cold night air. Salwa rubbed her arms because she felt cold.

"You cold? We'd better get in."

"It's okay. I still want to enjoy the beautiful night here."

"Then I take my suit on the couch." Abra will move. However, Salwa stopped him. The woman pulled Abra's arm so as not to leave.

"No need to take a suit. You just stay here, hug me from behind. It must be warm."

Abra was confused. He was confused as to how to move. Salwa also pulled the man's hand to hug her body from behind. The woman knew that Abra was nervous because she could feel her stiff embrace. But it can make him calm.

I don't know who this guy is around. She hoped Ibra would never come back and only this man was always with her. Salwa doesn't want to know about her past. Whether Ibra or any other man, that woman doesn't care.

The question that came out of the man's mouth made him feel strange. He's starting to feel bad.

"What do you want from me?" ask Abra.

"You mean?" salwa asked in confusion.

"You don't have to pretend. You know the real me" Abra said, taking off her arms and standing beside Salwa.

"What do you mean? I don't understand it anymore!"

"I told you, you don't have to pretend. You know, right, if I'm not Ibra, but you're using my existence so, what's your purpose?" abra asked as he looked at the woman beside him.

Salwa did not expect that she would hear the statement this quickly. Previously the woman intended to make this man with her, fall in love with her. But, baby, before it all happened, it was all revealed.

"Oh that, so is it true you're not Ibra? I'm getting curious, who the hell are you?"

"You don't need to know. It's gonna make life harder."

"Wow! I'm getting challenged about it."

"Don't play games with me, Miss!"

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