Maira And The Bad Boy
Two Red Lines

The presence of Daddy Rehan's youngest daughter to the Bisma family's residence, of course, was warmly welcomed by Yudhistira's omnya.

The oma who was sitting relaxed while watching a talk show on one of the television channels immediately moved, to welcome Maira.

"Why not call Yudhis first, son, let him pick you up" the oma protested, after embracing Maira.

"It's okay, Oma. 'And just come here, '" Maira replied while keeping a box of cookies on the table.

"It's also impromptu, kok, Oma. Mommy had just made a cake, and mommy told Maira to deliver the cake to oma" he continued.

"That's just for Oma, brother? For me, nothing?" yudhistira protested, asking.

The young man who had now changed his pants with the sarong cloth, then sat beside Maira.

"Yes, can do it together, Mas. It is not possible, Oma could spend it all. Besides it tastes sweet, it is not good if Oma eats a lot," Maira replied.

"Right, Oma?" Maira then turned her head towards the old lady who was opening the cake box from Mommy Billa.

"Yes, Yudhis. Oma just tweet a little, the rest of you will spend while chatting," replied the oma.

"You're not rushing home, are you, son?" continue, ask.

"Sorry, Oma. It's night, Maira here just deliver the cake, really," argued Maira who does not want to linger here as usual, if the day after college.

Yeah, if Maida doesn't get in the car with Maira and Yudhistira, then, then the young man will immediately bring Maira home and the youngest Rehan Alamsyah family will then spend until the afternoon there.

Maira will chat with Yudhistira's omens while helping the old woman cook various cakes. That is what makes Yudhistira secretly more and more in love with the jolly and intelligent girl.

"The machine was deliberately night, huh, just for a minute?" Yudhistira glanced at the girl who tonight wore a pastel-colored dress, combined with a beautiful batik motif pasmina, to make Maira look more mature than her age.

Maira just smiled, not responding to Yudhistira's question that sounded dislike if she was only there for a moment.

"Here you eat, yes. Oma had eaten a little, oma wanted to rest," said the oma as she shifted the box of cookies that had been opened, in front of Maira and Yudhistira.

The old woman then moved.

"Then, Maira also begs to say goodbye, Oma." Maira went along, but Yudhisthira immediately restrained the pretty girl's arm.

"Let's go, brother, I'll drop you off."

"Yes, Son. You guys have a chat first, you will be sent home by Yudhis," said the oma, agreeing with the wishes of the grandson who still wants to linger with Maira.

The pasmina hijab-wearing girl sat back down, after salim with the omanya Yudhistira.

"Sir, there's something I want to talk about" Yudhistira said, after the oma's back disappeared behind the wall.

"About what, Mom?" maira asked, pounding.

In fact, the girl began to feel comfortable near Yudhishthira. Although Maira often denies, if her twin sister seduces match her with the young man with long hair.

"About our closeness, sir," Yudhistira replied in a trembling voice.

The young man was pounding, being this close to the girl who had managed to convince him that not all women were like his stepmom.

Moreover, what he would discuss was about him and Maira, thus making the young man a little nervous.

"Of course, is anyone angry about our closeness?" Maira tried to extract information from the young man beside her, regarding the possibility of a girl who had been close to Yudhistira.

During this time, Yudhishthira never mentioned about other girls, if they were together. Including the fun girls in the arena of motorcycle racing chasing him.

"No, Sister. No one will be angry" replied Yudhistira, quickly. The young man in pure white did not want to, Maira had the thought that she was close to another girl.

"I want to talk about ...." Yudhistira paused his words for a moment and then let out a long sigh.

The young man wearing the scabbard tried to calm himself even more nervously, facing a confident girl like Maira.

In fact, Yudhistira's palms sweat a little because of the groggy taste.

"Sir, I love you. Will you be my lover?" ask Yudhistira who can finally express his feelings smoothly.

Now Yudhishthira was able to breathe with relief, having successfully expressed his feelings to Maira. Although it was only a moment because after that, he again pounded waiting for the answer from the girl.

Maira fell silent, not expecting this fast Yudhistira dared to shoot himself. As for the truth, the girl began to hope.

"Silver. Am I accepted?" yudhistira asked quietly, barely audible.

Maira turned to Yudhishthira and wanted to give an answer. When someone heard the name Yudhistira.

"Yudhis! You're inside, right?"

Recognizing the voice, Yudhistira seemed confused.

A girl appears followed by Awang and another girl.

"Yud, you have to take responsibility!" Mili hugged the feet of Yudhishthira and wept there.

"What's this about? Mili, wake! Explain to me, don't confuse me! I have to take responsibility for what?" Yudhishthira seemed confused himself.

"I'm positive, Yud. I'm pregnant with our child" Mili explained, showing the results of the test pack, with two red lines.

Yudhishthira took the device with trembling hands. "What do you mean, Mili? Don't you make it up?"

The young man removed Mili's body from his legs.

"This is right, Jud. You remember the night we had the Icha's birthday party. You were drunk, Jud, and that night, we ...." Mili was crying again.

Yudhistira shook his head many times. "That's not true, Mili! Don't slander me!" hardcore, rough.

"I am not slandering you, Jud! Many witnesses, including Awang!" Mili hysterically pointed at Awang.

Yudhistira's friend nodded, for sure.

Maira who had been silent listened, then moved.

"So, what did Mas Yudhis mean?" maira asked quietly, with a stash of anger.

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