My brother turned out to be my husband
Chapter 2: Evans' Return.

"Thank you, honey," said Elena as they arrived in front of the Wileen family home. "You didn't stop by first?" ask the girl later.

"It was too late in the afternoon and you haven't rested. Give my regards to your mom and dad." Albern rubbed Elena's head and clenched his friendly lips.

Elena's face turned red. He was always lulled by the treatment of that man of his heart. Moreover, Albern is indeed a gentle man in attitude and speech.

For almost a year of dating, Albern never acted and said that hurt him. His relationship on campus was also good. So no wonder, if Elena was so crazy about that man.

Their introduction was indeed quite short and a little embarrassing, as Elena spilled her cold drink on Albern's shirt, as she and Jenny had just come to the cafe and were about to find a seat.

It only took three meetings, Albern immediately expressed his feelings and asked Elena to go through the relationship as a couple.

"I'll go down first. Call me when you're home" the girl said shyly.

Albern threw a faint smile at his lover, then gave a brief nod.

Elena opened the car door and lowered one leg. However, before she actually got out of the car, Elena went back in and pulled the collar of Albern's shirt to land her kiss.

Albern laughed. The man who was always lulled with the sweetness of the lips of the lover immediately returned his friendly kiss.

Both of them had just released each other when the oxygen they breathed was almost used up.

...***...

"I'm home!" elena exclaimed as she ran into the house.

The mother, who was enjoying a cup of tea and cookies, welcomed the arrival of her youngest daughter.

"It looks like Mama's daughter is very happy. Must be because of the heart, huh?" look, Samantha, that woman's name, at Elena. He was very happy to tease his girl who was kasmaran.

Elena smiled shyly. "Ahh, Albern left me a greeting for Papa and Mama" he said.

Samantha nodded. "Send him to play here again."

Elena nodded in spirit, before saying goodbye to her mother to take a bath and change her clothes.

...***...

Meanwhile, far away in another place, a handsome, well-looking man was standing looking at the sea from the top of his office building.

The man looked pensive, like he was thinking about something.

"Mr Evans, everything's ready. The plane leaves at half-eight p.m. We've got to get to the airport at least half an hour before the plane takes off." A fashionable-looking woman with a short mane came and approached Evans.

Breathing out of Evans' mouth. Although heavy, inevitably he had to obey the orders of the father to leave the country that has been lived fifteen years.

If only the father had not been ill, he might have refused and would never have gone back there. The existence of someone makes the man prefer to settle abroad for a very long time.

He then turned around and began walking towards Jemima, his confidant who had been with the man for almost seven years.

...***...

Elena almost spouted her food when she heard from Simon, her father, if only Samantha had not glared at the girl.

His face that was originally filled with sudden cheer was gloomy.

Evans was worried. However, thanks to the man's insistence, the boy finally wanted to come back and leave his quite successful career there, as the director of a bank.

In addition to the disease, Simon also wants his two children to have a harmonious relationship. Because Evans will be in charge of Elena when they're gone.

"Honey," called Samantha as Elena got up from her dining chair.

"I'm full, Pa, Ma. I want to go to the room to rest." Elena reviewed a faint smile and rushed away from there.

Samantha stared anxiously at her youngest child.

"I'm not sure this is the best choice, honey" the woman told her husband.

"I know, but I really don't want the company I've built for decades to fall into someone else's hands." Simon held the wife's hand and patted her gently. "Evans is an adult, he must have understood better. Trust me their relationship will be fine."

...***...

Elena closed the door and rushed up onto the bed.

The girl looked sad and scared. People who hate themselves the most will return home after a dozen years of living abroad.

Ever since Elena was a child, she had never once felt her brother's presence.

Even the memories together, Elena seemed to be unable to remember. Understandably, because since the age of Elena three years, they have been living apart. Their age range is quite far, which is 12 years.

Elena, who was getting bigger, only realized the attitude of her brother, when they and their family visited the man several times.

Three times Elena came, Evans was never nice to her. In fact, the man tended to regard Elena like everyone else.

That was reason enough for Elena, to never again join her parents there.

Elena never asked Evans' attitude to her parents. However, they themselves also do not know the real reason Evans, until they can hate their own siblings.

Elena ruffled her hair in frustration. What kind of life would he experience when that man arrived here later?

...***...

Jenny looked at Elena worriedly. The golden girl patted the back of her best friend, to help calm the worries that lingered in Elena's heart at this time.

Their closeness makes the two never hide anything from each other, including the disgrace of their respective families.

"Right your father, El, maybe Brother Evans has changed. The proof is that he wants to go home and get together" Jenny said, trying to think positively.

"It was because of my father's pain, not because of me, Jen," said Elena lethargic. The girl had her chin up on top of her pile of math books.

"It's the same, El. If Brother Evans still hates you, he'll either give you a lot of excuses or maybe won't stay here long."

Elena exhaled her breath out loud. Because of thinking about it, making the girl unable to sleep all night. Miraculously again, he did not fall asleep in class.

"Hopefully what you said was true, because otherwise, I might have asked father and mother to let me go to live alone outside. Anyway, I'm eight years old and about to graduate."

Hearing that, Jenny shrugged her shoulders casually. "It's up to you" said the girl.