Loving My Brother's Fiancee
33. Both are my children

Abra and Salwa have left Papa Handi's family home. Both of them were still silent thinking about what had just happened. This is to be expected, but why does it feel strange.

"Why are you quiet?" abra asked as he grabbed the lover's palm and held it.

Salwa looked at Abra. "I was just thinking about what Ibra said. I don't know why I feel like there's something she's hiding and I'm afraid she's doing something to us."

Abra was silent, it was inevitable that she also felt that there was something strange about her twin brother. In his heart he was also afraid that Ibra would do something to separate them. The man would not stay silent if it was true, his twin brother had bad intentions.

"We just pray, may what we fear not happen" said Abra, who was embraced by Salwa. "Do you want me to drive you home or go somewhere?"

"I'm going straight home. I'm tired of it."

"Alright then, I'll take you home. I also need to talk to your father."

Abra turns the steering wheel towards Salwa's house. Not long after, the two finally arrived at the woman's family home. Abraham decided to go down and talk to Mr. Anton. He did not want to linger in delaying their wedding. Salwa did not mind either.

The woman was even happy if Abraham had such thoughts. Salwa also needs the lover's official confession. He did not want his son to become a gossip.

"Assalamualaikum" Salwa said as he entered the house.

"Waalaikumsalam, Non Salwa, is home! same Mr Ibra it turns out!" exclaim aunty

"I'm not Ibra, Bik. I'm Abra's twin brother Ibra" said Abra who made Bik Sumi frown because it felt strange. All this time he didn't know if Ibra had a twin brother. Salwa who saw the confusion of her ART also explained.

"Yes, Bik. Actually the one who came here lately was not Ibra, but Abra."

"So, Mr Ibra has a twin brother and that's Mr Abra's?"

"Yes, Bik, but don't call Mister. Just call the others. I'm not comfortable with that call."

"Then call what? I don't want to call just names. It's not polite to call like that."

"Auntie, right, call Salwa non. Call me Aden."

"All right then. Aden's gonna drink what?"

"Anything, I don't mind either."

"All right, wait a minute. Please sit down!"

Abraham sat in the living room, while Salwa chose to go into his room. He needs to change into a more relaxed shirt. Pregnancy makes her want more space.

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Meanwhile, at home the Handi family all fell silent, trying to digest Ibra's words. Moreover, the man had just recovered, afraid if not fully aware.

"Pa, I want to go out for a while" said Ibra who then stood up.

"Where are you going? You are not healthy right. Remember the word doctor, at any time your condition may return as before," said Papa Handi.

"But you still have to be careful. It could be that the drug will make things worse for you."

"Papa take it easy, I know Abra very well. He wouldn't do something like that. Papa don't worry too much either. I'll just be gone for a second." Abra immediately left without waiting for an answer from her papa.

"Don't Papa worry that Ibra will do something? Papa knows, right, that he is very reckless" Syakila said as she looked at her son's missing back behind the door.

"Mama, just calm down. Papa is sure Ibra will not do anything without careful consideration.

"I'm not sure about that. Everyone knew Ibra could do whatever she wanted, without caring about the feelings of others. Papa don't cover up Ibra's ugliness. From childhood he was always spoiled it was also what made him act arbitrarily. Unlike Abra who can always be responsible for whatever she does."

"You're defending the boy now?" papa Handi asked, looking at his wife. She doesn't like Syakila more defending Abra. As a child Ibra was his proud son, while his eldest son could only make trouble.

"Why not? He is also my son, both born from my womb."

"You say as if you've been fair to them all this time. You should remember everything you did to Abra. Don't act like you didn't do anything and it's all my fault."

"I never meant it that way, Pa. I just want to make amends to Abra who has abandoned her all this time. I'm proud of him, without us he could be as great as he is now. Although his efforts are not as big as ours, but he built them from scratch. Without any help from us."

"You know about it? What do you already know?"

"of course. Although Papa never told me, but I always knew it from my man. I never let go of my supervision of him. I think Abra is better than Ibra."

"You better shut up. Don't let you say that again. You know, right, how sad would Ibra be if she knew her mother had praised her twin sister? He must have really disliked that."

Syakila just shut up. She did not want to argue with her husband, while Handi chose to leave. He has to go to the company to take care of everything. From tomorrow he can hire Ibra and lay off Abra. However, it seemed that he also did not need to talk to other workers. No one knows who worked all this time.

Handi will talk to Romi. Let the man take care of everything. Regarding Abra, if he still wants to keep working here, then it should work in another part. It is undeniable, that all this time Handi was very impressed with the workings of Abra. The eldest son never complained and finished it quickly.

"Mrs, do I need to make tea?" bargain Bik Sumi to her master.

"By, Bi. Make some warm tea, please! My head is a little dizzy. Bik Sumi went to the kitchen and made her master warm tea. When she finished, she gave it to Mama Syakila.

"Aunty, what would Auntie do if Ibra and Abra were Aunt's children?" ask Syakila while enjoying her drink.

"It's a little difficult, ma'am. If both are my children, too. I can't possibly hurt any of them. But if it is necessary, I must do it. Even if it hurts others."

"So I have to keep choosing Ibra without thinking about how Abra feels, so, Bik."

"I also don't know here, who needs the most attention because the human heart no one knows. Sometimes he can be great behind his sadness, and vice versa."

"Then, it's the same as not knowing, Bik," said Syakila slowly.

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