The Bond of Destiny
Unchanged

"You..!" he grumbled at his two sisters.

Zafran smiled cynically. "Yes, my dear brother, it's me!" his reply approached the bench of Zianti who was now staring intently at him.

"Why? Brother doesn't like it? If yes, I don't care! To me, being able to see you lying here, has made me happy because God paid it back for you!" he continued, which increasingly makes Zianti inflamed.

"Shut up! Akkhhtt," he cried in pain.

Zafran. "Don't move much my brother, baby! Your stomach is not healed. Still hurt by your actions to make your baby disappear instantly!" said again. Intentionally provoked Zianti's anger.

"You're a demon!" he shouted before long he again sizzled softly. His stomach hurt so much because he tried to shift to hit his sister.

Zafran again and again chuckled. The sound of rascals full of ridicule for his second brother.

"If you tell me to shut up, I'll shut up. I will be silent at your request, constantly suppressing my brother! I kept quiet because I didn't want to make things worse. You're so mean, brother. You're so hearty with her. You can ruin his life until he lives to death not even want to! What a foul heart Brother Zianti! I didn't expect, if in my family, there was one human-shaped demon that was you!"

Zianti. His face was flushed with anger. Zafran smiled cynically.

"You can make our brother ignored by both of our parents because of your mouth! How cruel you are as a brother. I don't know where you were born into our family! Your heart is so rotten! Until the smell of rotten was smelled everywhere! Abi is an ustad and businessman, ummi is an obstetrician. He should have had a child like us. Why would he get a human child in the form of a demon like you, hem?" he said again that increasingly makes Zianti inflamed.

Both of his hands were tightly clenched. Want to move, can't because his stomach hurts. He wanted to beat up his sister like he beat up Zalimar last night.

Zafran chuckled again. The sound of roughness again and again disturbed his eardrum. Zianti was burning with anger.

"Look! Don't fuck with me! If I can get rid of Zalimar, then I can get rid of you too. I can throw you out of this family so you'll beg me to come back here!" he said threatening Zafran who is still chuckling.

"You want to do that? Then do! I'm ready to wait for him!" zafran's reply challenged the increasingly inflamed Zianti.

His emotions are unbearable. He wanted to beat up his sister. He forcibly removed the infusion needle from his hand until fresh blood poured in between his fingers.

"Damn it! You bastard!" blaring.

Zahara retreated back two steps. He was afraid to see his brother's anger which was unusually creepy. The camera of the flaming phone was still glaring at him.

Zafran stood quietly. He even mocked his sister. Zianti who did not accept immediately raised his hand to Zafran's cheek. Aka however, it was not Zafran who had fallen. Except his own body.

Such a powerful slap was heard loudly inside the room. Zianti was shocked as the corners of his lips spit out fresh blood.

He looked at Zahara who was now staring at him. Zafran sneered at him with a cynical rant. Both of his hands were folded on his chest.

"You...!" yell at his sister.

"Yes! It´s me! Wh why? You don't like Zianti?!"

The deg!

The deg!

Zianti chuckled cynically. "You dare to fight me, huh?" said cynical.

Zahara squatted in front of him. Again, a loud slap was heard throughout the room. This time, Zinati fell to the floor due to the handsome of his extraordinary sister.

Zianti could still chuckle. However, a clear circle flowed in the corner of his cheek. Zahara looked coldly at him.

"Not enough two slaps? Do I need to slap you again, brother?" he told Zianti who was crying and sobbing.

Zahara took a deep breath. "I thought, Brother has changed, but it turns out? You never change, brother. Is it not enough that Zalimar is the one you hurt? Why us too? What's our fault with you? Why is your mouth so venomous to say that we are illegitimate children?!"

The deg!

The deg!

Vibrating body Ummi Zee. Abi Zidan fell on the door of the room. Two different-aged people embraced him immediately.

Zianti chuckled, but cried. "No! I will never stop until you three die!"

Ddduua!

"I want to live alone and be the only child in my family! I want no one to be proud of them but me! No Zalimar and you two! I want to be alone! You bastard children, do not deserve to be in my family!"

Dduuaarr!

Plaque!

Plaque!

Again, the cheek staggered. Her red face was so visible now. Zahara looked at her hand that had slapped her brother just now.

"If this slap can't resuscitate you, then what can make you aware of Brother? Say it!" he said with a naked look at his second brother.

Zianti chuckled while crying. The pain in his body was not comparable to the pain in his heart at this moment.

"You want to know what I want? You want me to change?" he said that he was weakly embraced by Zahara.

"I'll do it while it makes you happy" he replied sincerely.

Zianti was glued to the spot where I saw sincerity twinkle in the eyes of his two sisters.

"I want you out of that house. I want that I'm the only child of abi and ummi. No Zalimar, you and Zafran! I want you all to disappear from the face of this earth!" Zianti shouted loudly before the two.