My ex-Ipar Candidate
He's my little brother
The smile grew warmer as the beautiful woman with such a graceful hijab approached her. Radha was momentarily silent, amazed to the point that her mouth was gawking because the woman was truly shaking her heart.
If he saw, the woman looked the same age as Gian. Mature yet amazing beauty, if the middle three of them are certainly people will think Radha is the nephew of one of them.
"How are you, Ulya?"
Gian is now standing up, welcoming the arrival of the beautiful bloody Acehnese woman. Beautiful, it can even be said that Gian is interested, it used to be a few years ago more precisely.
"Thank God, Mom, what about you?"
The same answer Gian gave, while Radha only looked at two adults who were now talking in turn. Her innocent face could not be lied to, it was really funny.
Even he was still watching Ulya's face when the woman invited him to sit on the sofa, it was uncomfortable to talk to stand up, thought Ulya.
"Your saliva almost fell, Ra," Gian said suddenly as he touched Radha's lips which were still gawking.
Embarrassed, as soon as possible he brushed Gian's hand away. Very rude, he thought. How can Gian willing to make it a joke at this time, even some caretakers made stomach cramps because Gian's actions that make him embarrassed.
"Oh my God, my God, who did you bring, why is it so funny."
Ulya could not help but laugh when Radha stomped on Gian's feet with all her might. Maybe the protest was because Gian made it a joke.
"Call ... Mama doesn't have a daughter, who is she?"
The question momentarily made Gian speechless, he was gamang to answer what. Staring at the glance of Radha who was also silent leaning on the sofa, Gian took a slow breath, not wanting his answer to hurt one of the parties.
Ulya who was so enthusiastic waiting for Gian's answer even squinted because Gian really digundur answer.
"She's my sister" Gian replied briefly as he put his arm around Radha's shoulder.
That smile, Radha did not like Ulya's smile which was the answer of Gian's words. Really he did not like, I don't know, immediately the assumption that the woman was beautiful and graceful just fell.
At least he was not sick with Gian's confession about him, not at all. It's just that why what looks free here is the woman, Radh thought drifting away looking for answers.
"Oh your sister, I've guessed."
Radha just smiled stiffly as Ulya stroked her hair, ah so much, even her papa never did anything like that, thought Radha turning her eyeballs lazy.
Gian and Ulya's conversation is so fused, things and only they understand. Radha turned her attention to the two boys who called Gian Papa.
For nothing, only this time she was researching every inch of her husband's face. Of course he equated with the look on the faces of the two little children, for a moment Radha shook her head while sighing violently.
There was nothing in common, he thought. He was calm for a moment, nothing strange even though he had made sure many times. Even with Ulya, in that fast as Radha took advantage of time, the pure two children seemed not the son of one of the adults at his side.
"Oh yeah, how old is he, Mom?" tanya Ulya now diverts the conversation and turns to discuss Radha.
Radha did not answer, but what was asked was not him, he thought. There were so many laughter, and after the discussion was all that was brought. It's annoying, grumbled Radha who has begun not to feel at home in this place.
Gian stared in Radha's bead, sounding so sincere and sincere. It was as if that affection was emanating within Gian, and he showed Ulya how different their relationship was.
"Yes, you're right. She is indeed beautiful," Ulya nodded repeatedly. To him Gian's praise was only for a little boy, unquestionable.
Whatever, they want to discuss let alone Radha does not care. Now he chose to pass and go around the orphanage. I love it, everyone in this place is so friendly. The atmosphere that still impressed the quiet countryside made Radha for a moment forget about her eternity.
Whether it's Gian who's getting annoying, or Haidar who since a few days ago really has no news. In his determination, Radha promised to make Haidar suffer, patiently waiting for his return.
How much time Radha spent just waiting for the presence of Haidar. But unfortunately, even though he had forced Haidar home for the last meeting still Haidar again broke his promise.
Radha smiled wryly, how much her love was just in vain. Sometimes he does not regret the matchmaking that made him unite with Gian, because in this way it might provide valuable lessons for his lover.
One minute, two minutes, up to ten minutes passed Radha closed his eyes looking for calmness. The ringing of his phone made him surprised because the volume was too large.
Radha reached into her pants pocket, rubbed her screen and now she exhaled slowly. Haidar called out, wanting to feel like he was screaming loudly, why just now, anywhere yesterday, various hunting questions stuck in his throat.
"Hallo,"
That formality, Radha greeted as if she had no close relationship at all. I will say tinkering, not the era anymore. Even that sort of thing would no longer be useful to him at this moment.
"Darling, did you hear Brother? Where are you? Zura, do you know how fucked I was yesterday?!!"
"One-one, Brother."
Radha spoke so subtly, though now anger was hunting in her mind. But he realized, how angry he was that rice had become porridge. Too late!!
"Alright, Brother start."
Haidar began to tell a long story about why he finally chose to go home, how missed he was and really he still hoped for a reuniting meeting. Radha again smiled wryly, if she heard from his voice, Haidar could only contact her.
Radha's focus was too much unaware of the presence that was approaching now without a sound. Gian, the man walked slowly with the hand he put in his pants pocket. Radha's disappearance was too long, which is why she chose to look for him.
"Zura" called Gian making Radha aghast. He was surprised not to play, their distance was too close, even very close.
His phone now he ignored for a moment, no matter how much Haidar tried to call him across there.
"Call from whom?" gian asked, looking at Radha, the man looked at Radha as if he was going to skin her inch by inch.
He is not afraid, it's just that he never knows how Gian treats someone if he considers it wrong. Radha does not want the incident like at home a few days ago repeated again, if Gian chooses not to care about him end he.
"Zura, replied Brother."
He will not let go of this little wife, for him Radha has made his own trap and dragged him into trouble unknowingly.
Tbc