Sandriana, My Lovely Sist
Part 11's. Closer to the Brother

Dria came out of her room as usual, when the sounds of nature outside this mansion had been heard, like the morning chant that came to greet with the mistress of darkness. A little light began to rush into the house was marked by the emergence of a predominance of deep gray color that faintly gave rise to the form of objects passed in the room, including clarifying the figure of the man who was walking a few steps in front of Dria, the man who can be called big brother now.

Dria stepped without actual sound but soon in a few steps the activity of Dria stepped quietly behind Sandro immediately realized the brother, at the end of the stairs before going down Sandro stopped and turned to look at Dria, and then she turned to look at him, it was obvious that Dria was waiting there. Dria smiled, not to mention, the attitude of the Young Master lately really changed drastically, and this is what Dria is enjoying, the Young Master is really reachable now, he said, and the profile of the real Young Master is not as stiff and cold as it seems.

“Good morning Young Master..”

Dria gave her greeting with a face full of smiles, not forgetting to lower her head a sign of saluting.

“Deedee... You, how many times you have to say no more calling sister that way..”.

“The call was already memorized Dee.. Dee had trouble changing it."

Dria tried to make a serious face, in her heart actually Dria laughed out loud because she was not honest, she just wanted to tease the sister with the greeting.

The Young Master's hand greeted Dria who was already nearby, shuffling Dria's hair with an anxious feeling. Dria had stood not up to a meter, so the look on Dria's face was quite clear in view. Sandro had not forgotten to mimic Dria's face like this, the small moving corners of her lips indicated she was holding back her laughter, and Sandro also knew that Dria had deliberately called him that way again.

“You intentionally right?”

“No, Mr. uh.. Brother Sandro, Dee is adjusting, seriously..”.

Dria's eyes rounded funny with her head nodding as if she was affirming the truth of her attitude, it actually moves an act of affection that has long been held in the heart of the Young Master so that Sandro again scrambles Dria's hair, a habit in the past began to be done again, but Dria slightly avoided Sandro's hand until it finally slipped from Dria's head. The two of them then went down the stairs with the same steps.

“Why always get up in the morning, Dee?”

“It has become a habit, Dee said it was difficult to change habits right.. Young Master uh.. sis..”.

Apparently the show teasing the Young Master is still continued Dria. Sandro just grimaced and blushed Dria's cheeks in a fit of anxiety. Dria finally laughed off seeing her brother's reaction, her laughter like it echoed in the room, like filling this large room with joy so that two servants who were there who were on duty to clean the room smiled. And the Young Master was seen with a big smile while holding Dria's head and giving several strokes at the top of Dria's head.

When you want to turn to the service area at the back of this large house…

“Dee to back yes sis..”

“What are you doing behind?”

“Many..”

“What are you?”

Sandro stood around in a waistline, so it looked so serious that Dria stopped her steps as well.

“Sort of things.. help them work, can be in the laundry section, can be in the kitchen, can be in the back garden.”.

“There are many maids in this house, Dee..

“Dee doesn't want to be lazy, Dee doesn't forget mami always says that... Dee was also happy to help them. And know not, if at the back of the atmosphere is crowded kak, Dee so like having a big family.”

“Here alone Dee... follow brother only, we sport together, accompany sister..”.

“There is a pack of Timo who is always on standby to accompany brother Sandro. Dee does not like sports.. especially by using such tools... Dee sports that help them finish the job behind.. Dee energy becomes more useful while Dee becomes fit as well.”.

Dria spoke so expressively, not shy or stiff anymore in front of Sandro because the man's freezing had changed completely with warmth.

“You're like mami..”

“Of course.. because it was Dee my favorite child..”.

“Eh, who said..”

Sandro smiled, the memory of my mother is no longer too sad, because there is Sandriana in this house now.

“Mommy's favorite child is a man not a woman, so that's brother.”

Sandro continued again, for some reason he wanted to continue a trivial conversation like this with Dria.

“Mmmh... brother Sandro so forgetful yes. That's Dee, mom's most cute and sweet daughter, it's not at all Sandro's sister.”

Dria spoke with her hands next to her waist and one hand raised with her index finger pointing up. Sandro began to smile again while staring fixedly at Dria's face, not wanting to miss the way Dria spoke, this became a thing that she liked lately.

“And one more... In the past, Dee was also the favorite sister of an older brother named Sandro Kristoffer Darwis, he was a very handsome and kind-hearted brother.

Sandro was stunned to hear Dria's voice that was witty, as well as the contents of Dria's sentence about him. In the heart of Sandro admitting that the affection for Sandriana never went from his heart these years, he had only forgotten for a moment these few years when he started busy working as CEO of their company.

"Hahaha who is that guy? Why would... That guy's name sounds like my name, right?"

"Oh yeah? Ah... Are you guys similar? Mmh.. You may be twins. but...mmh..."

"What?"

In the voice of Sandro there is still laughter, so enjoy the drama that is being rolled Dria.

"My dear brother, his hair was always left long past the collar of his shirt... This Young Master is cut very short."

"Do you want your sister to lengthen her hair?"

"Ah... Not like that, although according to Dee if the hairdo like in the photo there is more accentuate character brother...."

Dria pointed at Sandro's photo on the wall.

"But... Emma doesn't like big sisters looking like that, looking like college kids she said, not looking like a big corporate leader."

"Ah? Alright. The assessment of the lover of the heart is indeed important."

Dria stepped in Sandro's death.

"Dee... Don't go yet..."

Dria smiled widely, suddenly a feeling of pleasure when disturbing her brother...

"Dee... That's the difference between your sister and your favorite sister?"

Sandro's voice became louder as Dria only slightly turned around with a big smile then left again without answering.

Sandro has not been willing to leave Dria, still wants to talk to her sister, she likes to see every detail of expression on Dria's face while talking. Especially now that the morning light is getting brighter into the room, the more the sweet face of Dria, after all, she wants to know more of Dria's opinion of her.

Though at the entrance of the gym room Timothy was waiting usually the Young Master had started his exercise, Timo smiled to pay attention to the Young Master now, who was now, looks more normal and very loose when interacting with Dria. With Emma Sandro always talking in a straight tone, as Timo recalled, it seemed that the lovers when they met were always hindered by something in their interactions.

"Deedee...."

Dria simply turned around while shaking her head in an adorable gesture.

"Sandriana Aubrey's... What difference?"

Dria laughed, from her screams very clearly her brother was demanding an answer but making her brother act like this it was fun.

"Mmm.secret... Dee won't tell..."

"No... Brother Sandro silakah exercising.. Dee want to go back now.”.

Dria continued to leave Sandro who was still with the same attitude and continued to look at him curiously until Dria disappeared from her sight. Sandro then walked into his personal gym with a line of smiles back in attendance.

In a room door that opened one door, namely the main room in this house, Great Lord Harlandy was also smiling very thinly as he was about to get out of his room to find an interesting scene in the way Sandro and Dria communicate. He breathed in with full satisfaction. No need to act rude or coercive to get better and more natural results, just be patient waiting for the phenomena that continue to change here, including the phenomenon of the relationship Sandro and Dria.

Grand Lord Harlandy fully supports his late wife, but he wants Sandro and Dria's relationship to begin with sincerity, and let those who live it alone, if there is love that blossoms in their hearts, it was good but otherwise he did not want to force his will either. In that case the Great Lord was only monitoring from afar. His hopes are growing today when he sees a development in the relationship of Sandro and Sandriana, two children who are now fill a big void in the heart since the departure of the soulmate.

The Great Lord stepped in with calm steps still firmly into his study, spending his morning reading and working on some things.

In such a large kitchen…

“Bu Lia... good morning..”.

“Non Dria... Good morning too.. would you like to help mom make breakfast? Jealous mother, has never been helped Non Dria... Non Dria deliberately away from mother right?”

Ms. Lia smiled with her gentle smile welcoming Dria in the kitchen room.

“Not bu... It's not like that..."

Dria realized for a few months here she rarely interacted with Ms. Lia, that time was on purpose.

"But I feel that way..."

"Hahaha.. That's actually because I don't really like cooking bu...”.

Dria laughs while scratching her head hiding feelings of guilt, all this time she often avoids the kitchen area because she does not want to discuss about Sandro. Though in fact, the carelessness of Bu Lia often reminds Dria of the figure of the mami, and now Dria does not have to keep her distance anymore.

Dria approached and stood next to Lia's mother and helped Lia move the apples and pears from inside the water-filled pan to a round basket.

“Sama like mom used to.. but long ago I finally wanted to learn and so get used to it and so like.” Bu Lia talk again.

“Iya... I remember mami often said the woman should be able to cook... in my house this is my regular job... but I can only cook simple recipes, learn from you*tube.”.

"That's very good Non. The important thing is actually not awkward to hold all kinds of cooking utensils, especially knives, do not be afraid to splash oil and do not be afraid to try to cook something..."

"I've passed that stage, Ms. Lia. just finished cooking I don't like the smell attached to my body, especially in the hair, I will definitely shampoo after cooking."

"That's the usual thing, Non, long time we won't care about it anymore. especially if cooking for people we care about..."

"Oh, is that it?"

Dria's eyes are always automatically rounded if she hears something different from what she does or knows. Cooking for Dria time in the city S because of her obligation to the father.

"Yes non. will later cook for someone who is not dear, a non-Dria lover or husband."

Dria's expression changed.

"Ah that...if for that. I don't have to do it, I won't have someone like that ma'am..."

"Now not yet, but later there must be, non Dria is very beautiful and sweet, impossible if no man falls in love..."

"I don't want mom. I don't want to have someone with that status, I'd rather be friends."

Dria lowered her head with a sad feeling that rushed into her heart.

"It should be like that... Non Dria must take care of Non Dria's heart only for someone. yes it is better like that, because non Dria already have..."

Dria leaned against the kitchen table, not responding to Ms. Lia's sentence. Something he was trying to forget suddenly flashed and left a pain in the middle of his chest. Pain that is always present if someone is offensive about a lover or husband.

"The Great Lord was first. There was a time when he only wanted to eat the cuisine made by the mistress, then the mistress herself would intervene. It seems like Young Master is the same as well.maybe because Young Master saw Madam used to be like that. Young master occasionally likes to come to the kitchen when he wants mom to cook his favorite food. You often ask the mother to teach it to his wife later... It's the same as the lady's request to mother."

While talking about it, Lia continued her activities by cutting fruit, Dria also took another knife and did the same.

"That means Lia's mom has to teach Emma to cook Sandro's favorite food."

"Miss Emma?"

"Yes, her boyfriend Sandro?"

"Yes, the woman had been brought by Young Master several times, but, very visible from her appearance, she was not a woman who liked the kitchen or the work of a housewife."

"But maybe he wants to cook, especially if it's Sandro's favorite food. From what I hear, their relationship is serious.if it is like that, anything would be willing to do sister Emma if Sandro asked for it..."

"Mmmm... But Miss Emma is disliked by the Great Lord... Although you never said that but it seems that it is true, Miss Emma has come to visit several times but you do not want to eat together with Miss Emma."

"Ah? Is that right, ma'am?"

Dria looked at Ms. Lia with her eyes bulging.

"Yes... Aduuuh sorry non, you should not talk about something like this, sorry mom already said a bad thing about the Young Master's lover..."

"Mom Lia is not talking about anything bad, ma'am Lia is just telling me an information... That's not a problem...."

"Mom will make apple pie... Non Dria wants to learn?"

Ms. Lia changed the subject.

"May.if you make a cake I like the mama."

"Good non... Who knows tomorrow-tomorrow can make for Young Master. someday for husband non Dria."

Ms. Lia seemed to say with two different sentences but actually meant the same thing.

"Ah mom... I'm just learning for myself...."

Dria smiles sadly here. Ms. Lia did not know what was stirring in Dria's heart, smiling at Dria's reply, thinking that Dria who was too young was reluctant to talk about a husband for her later.

"But ma'am... It's one of Sandro's favorites, isn't it?"

"Eh? Yes Non... Try it non-create, mother teach... We give a surprise to Young Master..."

"Haha... Good idea mom... I want to see what Sandro's expression is..."

Ms. Lia smiled happily, the Young Miss already has a desire to learn to cook, the debt for the late Big Lady is starting to be repaid...

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