The Mysterious But Sweet

The Mysterious But Sweet
Awal


The wind blew, flying strands after strands of beautifully scattered hair. Sitting by the beach Accompanied by a beautiful carved orange tinge in the sky adds a poetic impression to its interior. Her smooth hand moved beautifully on canvas paper creating a beautiful painting inside her.


The sun began to fall to change shifts with moonlight. The air was getting colder making the girl who was busy with painting feel cold.


" Don't stay here long. Chilly. " The girl turned her head when she felt the jacket draped over her shoulder. He smiled when he saw his brother right behind him.


Liliya Anastasya daughter of Alexander, the son of Nathan and Alula who is now an adult will even enter the age of 20 years in a few weeks. With his hobby of painting, made himself successful as a famous painter and already has his own exhibition space.


And behind her there is her twin sister, Niko Narendra son Alexander Yang is also busy with the affairs of his father's office even though he is taking his college education.


" A minute, brother. Awkwardly. " Answer Liliya as she moves her brush back on her canvas.


Niko Nodded with her gently stroking hand her sister's hair. The view leads towards the beach that looks beautiful due to the reflection of twilight light.


" Okay done. " Excited Liliya made Niko's attention towards the painting of her sister who seemed beautiful and real. Liliya paintings are always beautiful and seem more real in the eye.


" It's always pretty her paintings. " Praise Niko who was greeted with a shy smile by her sister.


" Yaudah because now it's ready, let's go home later mommy's worried. " Take her answered nod by Liliya.


They began to put the painting tools in a box. When they finished they went from there to go home soon because it was dark.


...****...


They both got out of the car when they got to the courtyard of his house. Liliya who saw the Mommy standing on the terrace immediately approached her with a small run.


" Mommy's. " Call him when he is close to the Mommy.


" Hey, baby is done painting her?. " Tanya Alula who answered nods by Liliya.


Liliya's gaze focused on the box in her Mommy's grasp that had already memorized what the contents inside were. " again? " She said while looking at her mother who was answered nodding by Alula.


" Want to read again? " Tanya Alula's.


Liliya thought for a while and then nodded. " Liliya wants to read again because every month the contents of her letter are different so Liliya is curious. " She said.


Alula nodded then gave the box to her son who was well received by Liliya. " Okay if that's how Liliya came in, mommy. " His cleavage then went into the house.


Niko approached her mother with her sister's equipment. He could see the look of a worried face clearly visible in the eyes of the mother.


" That box again? "Ask her when she got in front of her mother.


Alula nodded. " Mommy's worried if that guy's reckless with your sister. " She complained in front of the child.


Niko smiled soberly and placed Alula's box on the table. He held her hand gently. " Mommy is calm. He would not be able to get close to Liliya. I've put strict guard around my sister so they won't be able to get close to Liliya. " His words.


After she finished cleaning herself, Liliya sat on the bed with her legs crossed. He took a box with white color and a ribbon decoration with the shape of a Lily flower on top of him. Just like any other box.


He opened it slowly. He could see the contents contained Lily flowers preserved and a piece of paper that must contain an expression of endless love. He was to wonder if there was no other work man who sent him this all other than endless love letters.


Liliya looked at the wall near her closet where there were several pieces of paper that she had been storing, actually not all because Liliya kept the only interesting the rest she threw away.


She also keeps her flowers in a box because she loves Lily flowers.


...MY AMOUR'S....


See you at the end of the month.


It's Just that. Liliya tried to look back at the writing inside her and that was it. Tumben once this person sends a letter as short as this usually he will write a few lines with expressions of love that sometimes a little more Make the brain plain Liliya sometimes a little tainted.


" Surely he ran out of ink so his writing was a bit. " Say, he said with a silly thought and then threw away the paper without wanting to find the meaning of the letter because Liliya was a very lazy person to think.


He put all these things under the bed and laid himself on his back. He looked at the ceiling of the room with a bright thought.


" Bosen deh cook at that love-it's mulu. Try on his love Chocolate or gum is delicious. " The grouse is upset.


" People are not clear please well tomorrow if you want to give it no flowers continue, Lili can not eat mending chocolate Lili's favorite. " Say him somehow to whom while giggling amused because of his silly behavior. Where possible by speaking like that the person will hear.


Finished with his talk that bounces, he unconsciously fell asleep with a position like that.


Chequek.


A man who had already stepped on the four heads entered into Liliya's room. He smiled gently when he saw the child sleeping soundly on his mattress.


well, he's Nathan. Father of Liliya and Niko. Although it has a head of four, but his body remains firm with a face that is still fairly handsome.


He approached the princess. He gently stroked his son's mane that was dilated covering half his face. " The son of Uda's father was great. "


Cup.


He kissed his son's forehead gently. When he was about to leave, his eyes caught something on the floor near the mattress. He took the box with a face full of anger.


" Whoever you are. I warned you won't be able to get near my daughter. " She said sharply and then brought out the box and he would burn it.


He was angry at himself who could not find out who was the mastermind of all this. Although for ten years there was no harm, but he had to remain vigilant.


SERIATE...