Marry me, Brother

Marry me, Brother
Baikans


"Everything's happened. I will sincerely not demand a reply to anyone," replied Indhi wisely.


At the same time, a girl came out from behind the door with a tearful face, the girl then followed the Martini maam sitting on her knees at Indhi's feet and made the woman dumbfounded.


"Dita," his strangler was restrained, Indhi glanced at Arum for a moment, and the friend simply nodded, giving a code if it was time for them to make up.


"What are you doing Dit? Let's wake!" indhi said again, he was confused what to do.


"I'm sorry Ndi. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. I was so stupid because I was instigated by Bella's words" Dita said in between sobs.


"Dit" Indhi knelt down and lined the fingers of the two women kneeling on the floor, Indhi then held Dita's shoulders. "I've forgiven you."


Dita stopped her crying, the girl raised her head and looked at her best friend. "I'm so sorry" he murmured with a mouthful.


"I know. And I hope you won't repeat it in the future."


"I promise Ndi, I won't repeat it" Dita said earnestly.


"I also don't want us to keep secrets from each other. If only you had been honest with me, maybe we would have had a different ending. But everything has happened, I and sister Ega are married and love each other and you will soon be married to brother Adit. I just wish we could start over. Are you willing to return to befriend me?" indhi asked with a smile, he really gave everything. He believes everything that happens in his life is part of God's plan.


He nodded his head quickly. "I am very willing Ndi, thank you," Dita again cried, the girl then poured into Indhi's arms and cried in the arms of the friend, Indhi also returned Dita's embrace and joined in crying.


"I'm coming along" said Arum, who had been crying, the girl hugging her two best friends who were hugging her. The three girls were crying.


Meanwhile, Martini can only smile and be grateful that Dita has a very good friend. "Thank God," his inner heart as he watched the arms of the three girls who had been considered like his own daughter.


It was getting dark, the three girls were already inside Dita's room. The three of them lay their bodies on a mattress that is not too big. Dita was in the middle and hugged Indhi, she had not stopped crying, even though she had been crying for an hour.


"Not crying anymore. My clothes are wet with tears and also your snot," said Indhi mocking his best friend.


"Let's go, I'll buy you a new shirt. I can't stop crying" Dita replied in a hiccuping voice.


"She's getting cocky. Potatoes will be married by rich people," said Arum who helped seduce his best friend.


"Hahah," Indhi and Arum laughed together and made Dita stop her crying. The girl wiped her tears and looked at her two best friends in turn.


"Why are you laughing" asked Dita.


"I wonder, how can you marry your mortal enemy?" arum asked, before they had a disagreement, Dita did often tell if he and Doctor Aditya were enemies because every time they met they would definitely argue.


"All because of that fucking alcohol," Dita grumbled back to the night she was drunk.


"alcoholic? You drunk?" ask Arum again who is getting curious.


"Hem. That night I accidentally got drunk and somehow I ended up in the guy's room and we did it unconsciously" Dita explained, but strangely there was no more sadness on his face because he had accepted his marriage with Doctor Aditya.


"How does Dit feel?" arum asked unexpectedly, the girl even put on a serious face when asking about it.


"What flavor?" tanya Dita who does not understand the meaning of Arum's question.


"It feels like making love" said Arum and suddenly made Indhi and Dita cut her own forehead.


"So how does it feel, I'm marketing?" arum who has not given up.


"I don't remember what it was like" Dita replied honestly because she didn't remember what happened that night.


"It feels good" said Indhi with a smile that is difficult to explain. The two girls who were next to him turned their heads and looked at Indhi full of questions.


"Wisdom? You lied. I was in pain in the morning. I even had trouble walking" Dita doubted Indhi's words.


"So good or sick?" sela Arum is even more confused.


"At first sick but for a long time addictive," said Indhi and returned smiling.


"It looks like she's already soaked with her husband" Dita continued, elbowing Arum.


"Just look at his face, he's like an ABG boy in a closet" Arum said.


"Don't say so, later if you have felt it will also agree with my opinion. You must be addicted," Indhi again poisoned the brains of her two best friends, the woman even smiled ignorantly after saying her sentence.


The night is getting late, Indhi and Arum have gone home to each other. Indhi is now in her home and waiting for her husband's return. The woman sat in the living room watching her favorite Korean drama.


"It's eleven o'clock at night, why hasn't Ega come home yet?" he muttered while slightly clouded observing the wall clock mounted on the television.


Indhi Kambali waited restlessly, he even missed the spectacle and chose to pacing in the room, he said, occasionally he went to the living room and peeked out of the glass but the ones in waiting never came.


Tired of pacing back and forth, Indhi sat back on the sofa. She grabbed her cell phone and called her husband. But until the third call there was no answer from Ega, finally Indhi just sent a message.


'*Sister, why haven't you come home yet?'


'Sister, reply to my message*!!!!!!!!!!!!!'


Until his eyes closed there was not a single reply message from Ega. Up to an hour later, when Indhi was asleep on the sofa, the man she was waiting for came.


Ega's tired face immediately faded when he saw Indhi waiting for him and even fell asleep on the sofa. The man smiled and approached his wife.


"Honey, I'm home" whispered Ega slowly, the man gently peeked at his wife's forehead.


Indhi wriggled as she felt something cold touch her forehead, the girl opened her eyes and smiled when she saw the face of the husband. "Hay hubby, why did you just get home?" tanyana with a hoarse voice.


"I'm sorry, I have a sudden operation that no one else can replace" Ega replied as she tidied up some of the hair covering her face.


"I'm so worried, why not answer my phone and message?"


"sorry. I live in my room."


"Next time don't worry me again!" pinta Indhi with adorable face.


"Good mistress."


Ega smiled widely, the man then turned off the television that had been still on. Unexpectedly Ega lifted Indhi's body from the top of the sofa.


"So, put me down" cried Indhi, but the reflexes of her hands were coiled around Ega's neck.


"As a form of apology for worrying you" Ega replied gently.


"All right then. I really like it when my brother carries me like this," Indhi then hide his face in the chest of the husband, the smell of the body of the husband always makes him feel comfortable, but Ega certainly has not been bathing all day, but still for Indhi the scent of Ega's body is the candle.


After arriving at the room, Ega then lay his wife on their bed, Ega again kissed his wife's forehead gently. "Sleep, I'll take a shower for a while" said Ega, the man then stepped into the bathroom.


Indhi looked at her husband's back, she again felt grateful that God sent Ega for her. The figure of a man who has always been whatever Indhi needs. A man who is not only her husband, but Ega still acts like an older brother who always protects her sister, a mother who always worries about her daughter and a friend who will be faithful to listen to every problem.


Indhi once walked the steep road to sampaia at this point. He often complains and blames the fate of God which he thinks is too heavy. However, when he came to the goal that God designed for him, Indhi was unceasingly grateful because apparently God's plan was more beautiful than his shadow. God gave Indhi what he needed, not what he wanted.


No matter what your life is, believe me, God is just making you stronger. Never give up, God's beautiful plan is waiting for you there.


Stay upbeat, live your life with smiles and sincerity.


Seriate...