Melody

Melody
Episode 21


The beautiful girl came out of the bathroom after she finished cleaning her body. She sat at her dresser, staring at her reflection. She was just a spoiled girl. Spoiled to his parents, especially to his older brother. He did not expect that he had gone through so much during these sixteen years. His childhood with his warm family, his innocent red-white period, the blue-white period that began to step on his teenage years, and now, his gray-white period that is filled with a variety of stories.


The girl began to comb her hair that was already waist-deep. Suddenly, the door of his room was opened violently by a young man whom he loved dearly. The girl was shocked and clucked at what her sister had just done.


"Give me, brother! If you want to go to the door first dong, how about if you go in and Ody again do not wear clothes?"


The young man displayed a row of neat teeth, unlike his younger brother who had ginsul teeth. "Why? We are big brother. If you don't want, we used to take a bath together, sleep together, continue hmmpphh--"


The girl smothered her brother's mouth, "Udah ya sis, don't continue pliss."


"Allahu Akbar! What if you were out of breath and your brother was called God?" The young man was breathing irregularly. His face was red. Her sister just chuckled amusedly at the red face of her brother.


Musical splashed his body on Melodya's bed. He turned on the AC in his sister's room. He rolled back and forth until Melodya's bed was a mess.


"Subhanallah, brother Ical! Ody's mattress is a mess. What if my mom gets angry? Watch out! Move aside! Oh, my God, big brother, really?!"


Melodya tried her hardest to pull the Musical out of her bed. He was sure, Eliyana would be rampant if he knew Melodya's mattress was a mess like that.


Suddenly, Musical pulls Melodya's hand so that the girl falls into the bed, next to her brother. "Ish, what kind of brother is that?!" Melodya got up and sat cross-legged next to her brother who was still lying on his stomach.


"Where did it come from? Why can't you pick me up?"


Melodya got off the bed, took a skewer of konde from her dressing table, then returned to the mattress. He raised his hand, curled his hair and pricked his skewer. "Where is it out of nowhere." Answer's relaxed.


However, it is not Musical if you immediately believe it just like that. During Melodya's school days, Musical contacted Sasha, asking for her sister's whereabouts. Sasha says that Melodya has some business that neither she nor Ayna know about.


"Oh." Musicals choose to ignore that. Let Melodya tell her own story later.


"Hm."


"You know other people know Ody can play the violin, guess what they think?"


Deg.


Musical focused himself on his little brother. "meaning?"


"Well, for example, if there are people who know if Ody can play the violin, what do they think about it? Is there any of them..."


"Is there anyone else who knows about it?"


Musical questions made Melodya a success. She will never be able to hide anything from her brother. "Engga. There's no."


The young man snorted, he saw his younger brother who dared not look at him. The view where. That means, there is something hidden by him. An understanding Musical chose to advise his sister, "It is better to forget everything. Now everything is good, right? Nothing's gonna happen. If other people know yes, you just need to show yourself, that's all. Come back to the old Melodya."


The last sentence of the Musical made Melodya look at her brother. Her brother's brownish eyeballs, just like hers, were displaying a look of sadness. The events of a few years ago replayed in his brain, like a movie.


"Do not think too much. You can do it! You will always support whatever you do. The point is, do not often mention the incident. Bad things don't need to be remembered, do they?" Melodya nodded slowly. Musicals get off Melodya's bed. He kissed Melodya on the forehead for a while and then came out of his sister's room. He deliberately let Melodya think about her words.


Sure enough, Melodya was pensive to think about her brother's words. Nathan's face, Mr. Andre's challenge, the violin, the Musical face, and the man.


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