Loving My Brother's Fiancee
13. The Ibra apartment

At midnight, Abra could not sleep. Suddenly he was hungry. The man went out to look for food or something else to eat. However, when he reached the first floor, Abra was surprised to see the presence of Salwa who was sleeping on the living room sofa.

"Didn't he just say that there are two rooms in this apartment? Why is he sleeping in the living room? Did he fall asleep here?" ask Abraham in his heart.

The man approached Salwa, intending to take her to the room. However, just as he was about to lift it, the woman opened her eyes. There is an unpleasant feeling that Abra feels because he feels he has been careless to touch it.

"Sorry, I saw you sleeping here so I intend to take you to the room" said Abra, who did not want Salwa to misunderstand.

"To which room?" asked Salwa who deliberately wanted to fish.

"The guest room."

"Don't you just say you won't touch me?" salwa asked looking at him in a mocking voice.

"Of course not, I want to take you to the guest room because I think it's uncomfortable here. I don't mean anything. Didn't you say all this time that if you were here, you slept in the living room?"

Salwa straightened her body and leaned against the sofa then replied, "I never slept there again. The room was once used by Ibra playing with her women. I'm not sleeping in that place."

Abra nodded her head. The man understood how Salwa felt. If he were in that woman's position, he would do the same. Abra chose to sit beside him. However, what the man did not think, why Salwa still wanted to set foot here.

"Yourselves, why haven't you slept?" ask Salwa.

"I can't sleep. I'm suddenly hungry."

Salwa thought for a moment to remember in this house what food there is. "But here there is no food, only instant noodles. Do you want to?"

"May, anything from me is starving."

"All right, wait a minute. Let me make it."

Salwa went to the kitchen. He made Abra instant noodles because that was all there was. The woman was trying to find other food. However, there is not a single one.

"Aw!" salwa's shout invited the attention of Abra who was in the living room. The man immediately ran towards the kitchen, afraid that something might happen to his brother's fiancee.

"What's wrong? Why are you screaming?" abra asked with a worried face.

"It's okay, just accidentally getting waterlogged," Salwa replied while hiding her hands behind her body.

"Hot water?" tanya Abra who is possessed by Salwa. "Let's see!"

Abra raised his hand hoping that Salwa would show her the wound, but the woman refused the wishes of the man before her. Abra forced and pulled Salwa's arm.

"How can you say it's okay! Your skin will blister if it is not treated. You see! It's already flushed. Is there a cure?"

"There's over there" pointed Salwa at a cupboard.

Abraham took it and asked Salwa to sit in the dining room chair. He applied the ointment painstakingly to the woman's hand. Salwa just kept quiet while paying attention to what the man was doing. Eyes glazed. He was moved by the attention Abra gave him.

No one really loved him, let alone his attention. Even if there are people who do good, it is only their falsehood because something is targeted. I don't know what to pursue.

"Other times be careful. Why are you so careless? Fortunately only your hands, what if your body is splashed," grumbled Abra without taking his eyes off his activities that smeared Salwa's hands.

The man in front of him and Ibra did have the same face, but there was still something that set them apart. At first glance there is nothing that distinguishes the two, but if viewed carefully, there will be a difference. Abra's eyebrows are thicker than Ibra's. Abra's nose is also more pointed than Ibra's.

Abra raised his head and looked at Salwa for not getting a response from the woman. She is usually a chatty woman. Their views met, there was something within them that wanted to rebel, but whether it was what it was feeling.

Unknowingly the faces of Abra and Salwa approached each other the distance they only stayed one inch. Both of them admire each other, whether it is in terms of physical or personality each. Suddenly Abraham woke up and turned his face away.

Both are wrong behavior. Their faces were flushed, either out of embarrassment or due to the warming body temperature. Salwa cursed her because she looked like a sloppy woman, who easily gave up on men. However, his little heart said to continue on.

"You're okay, right?" abra asked, he tried to neutralize his nervous voice. It's not comfortable to be in position right now.

"It's okay, it'll heal on its own."

"Here you go, don't make instant noodles. I can hold my hunger until morning."

"Sorry, because of me you are starving" Salea said.

"It's okay, just relax. How about you just sleep in Ibra's room. Let me sleep in the living room."

"No need, I am not sleepy either" Salwa said

Both silent. They are confused as to what to say. The atmosphere suddenly felt awkward for both of them. Salwa's lips were as if locked tightly when there was usually only talk from him.

"How about we go for a walk," Abra bargained to try to melt the atmosphere. Honestly, he did not like to see Salwa who became quiet. The man prefers his fussiness and pretentious attitude.

"Walk? It's still midnight by morning. Where there's a walk at this hour."

"It is precisely that we are making a new history, a walk in the middle of the night" Abra said making Salwa chuckle.

Salwa did not expect if Abra's offer was able to make the atmosphere better. However, the offer was not bad either. Count while waiting for dawn.

"Where can you take a walk?"

"Roads in the park or streets on the sidewalks can be too."

Salwa laughed when she heard it. "Your base does not want capital. Traveling on the sidewalk? Just the real one?"

"It's precisely the place is more fun, many food vendors and other sellers," said Abra reasoned.

"Yes, day or night. It's midnight, almost morning. Where there's a seller."

"We'll see."

"All right, come on, let's go! I'm taking the bag. Later we just go home, there is no need to come back here," said Salwa, who hailed Abra. They came out of the apartment together. The two no longer looked at each other.

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