Pursue Love Brother Handsome

Pursue Love Brother Handsome
The Part 71


"Ha. ha. tonight I'm very happy. I can finally express my love to the girl I've loved for so long. But! hiks. hiks. He hurt my women, I don't even know if my women will accept my past." The bisma began to speak indistinctly.


Even she laughed as she recalled Sania who had received her proposal, but she suddenly cried out a hiccup when recalling Mala's behavior that had made Sania's heart hurt. Gibran who saw Bhishma's behavior while drunk could only chuckle a little. He even recorded his brother's behavior while drunk to be a golden weapon for him. If the papa kece know how the current state of Bhishma, surely Bhishma will be the months of them all.


"Is Rizki really your son? or is the sister just trapped by the woman?" ask Gibran curiously.


"If that's not me, either. But when I saw Rizki for the first time, I felt a different vibration. Especially seeing his face, me! it was like seeing myself as a child. Whatever it was, I fell for him. My heart was moved to take it from her mother. But,"


"But what, brother?"


"But I'm afraid of Sania. I was afraid that I would be killed by him at that very moment. I feel like I am in a big dilemma. Do you want to be me for now? if you want, I'll be very happy. I suffered so much, even so much. Suffering comes to me tirelessly. Even I was surprised, what was more than me? so that suffering loves me so much. Even he does not want to leave my life even for a second," said Bisma chuckled lightly while continuing to drink the alcohol in his hands.


"I know! maybe I'm too handsome, huh? so that the pain would not go away from me. Am I handsome? I must be very handsome," said Bisma back while petitely nodding.


"She, my sister is handsome. But it's better looking if we go home now. I don't want to if I have to hold my brother" Gibran said, trying to call him Bhishma.


"You're right! I also want to meet Sania. I wanted to hug her and tell her a long story. I want to make sure she doesn't leave me. I love her so much, I can't live without her. But! but I love my son too. I'm rattled. I was confused what I should do. Gibran, can you help me?"


"Yes! I'll help brother. But we go home first. I'll take sister to Sania."


"You are my most reliable sister. Even if you're a little ignorant like your papa," said Bisma chuckling.


He continued to babble incessantly along the way. Gibran who heard the ravings of Bhishma could only stare at his brother. It is true that suffering always comes near the man endlessly. When he was a child, he lost both his parents. Even he had not felt the complete affection of his parents.


Now in adulthood, he was even tested with his love problems. Five years ago, she had to leave Sania even though her heart was too heavy to do so. Now, after she expresses her love, even more trouble comes. The woman who had been threatening him had now appeared to him. Even the woman had also brought along a boy who was very similar to her.


Gibran takes Bisma back to the hotel, because he knows that Sania is staying there. He deliberately invited Bhishma to drink, so that the man could expand all his sadness. He knew that his brother was very closed. Although he is having a big problem, Bhishma will definitely choose to keep his problem alone. But if he is drunk, Bhishma will continue to babble and vapour everything in his heart.


Tok...


Gibran knocks on Sania's bedroom door so tightly that the girl inside wakes up from her sleep. The girl tried to rub her eyes and walked towards the door.


"Who?" sania asked a peek from the small hole that was in the door.


"It's me! quickly open," said Gibran a little hard because it has to hold the body weight of the bisma is very heavy.


"So heavy! is this brother's heavy body, or brother's sin, anyway?" muttered Gibran annoyed.


"Hurry help brother. Your husband-to-be is very heavy. I can't imagine what if he's on top of you" Gibran said, trying to get Bisma to bed.


"Let me help you" said Sania, looking down embarrassed at Gibran's words.


"Sania, Honey! is this you? you're not mad at me, are you? you're not leaving me? I can't live without you, please don't leave me. Pardon me! I'm sorry I hid all this from you. I can't say it, because I don't know that woman either. That night I was unconscious, so I could not see his face clearly. I can't even remember what happened that night. I beg your pardon" said Bisma cupping her hands together in Sania's face.


"Already! let's talk about this tomorrow. Brother must be very tired, better now brother rest only," said Sania trying to hold the body weight of Bisma who now hugs him tightly.


"No! I can't wait until tomorrow. I want to hear it tonight. You're not angry, are you? you're not leaving me because of this?" bisma drowned her face in Sania's neck.


"No! I will not leave my sister because of this matter. I'll stay next to my sister. I will help sister to finish everything," Sania said as she gently stroked Bhishma's hair.


"really! I wasn't dreaming? am I conscious? I'm not drunk right now?" bisma asked, looking closely at Sania's face.


"No!"


Hearing Sania's words, Bhishma immediately smiled slightly. He looked at Sania's tiny lips, and remembered their first c*u*n. He tried to bring his lips closer to Sania's lips. Seeing that, Gibran immediately moved quickly. He blocks Sania's lips from meeting Bhishma's lips using her palms. So that Biska kissed was the palm of Gibran, not the lips of Sania.


"Why are your lips so salty? not like that time. Your lips are so sweet, but why are they changing now?"


"What! so you kissed my sister?" ask Gibran full of annoyance.


"Darling! I want one more time yes," said Bisma did not comment on Gibran's question.


Seeing Bisma wanting to kiss her sister again, Gibran immediately let go of their embrace. So that he and Bhishma fell on the bed, with the position of Bhishma below while he was on top.


"Darling! your body is very heavy. But it's okay, I like it" Bisma smiled and tried to kiss Gibran's lips.


Of course Gibran dodged immediately, he covered the lips of Bhishma with his hand.


"Sania! your future husband is crazy!"


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