The Un Familiar Brother
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"Udah, just here Brother."

Along the way, only silence enveloped the two of them. When it was close to the area of his house, then Nara ventured to break the silence. Instead of stopping where Nara had said, Arga continued to drive his motorbike to the front of the rusted iron fence. At the same time, Arga's CBR250RR motorbike stopped.

"Down!"

Nara immediately got off the Arga motorcycle, he then opened the helmet and bomber jacket loaned by Arga.

"Thank you for the ride, brother. I'm going in first." Pamit Ale hurry.

Nara has had enough of dealing with the Arganta Natadisastra today. Now he must rush in and meet the father who must be very worried about him.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Dad. Nara's home!"

Arga also seems to be kind this time to let Nara off just like that. He then re-started the engine, then began to drive the vehicle a few minutes later. Leaving the slum where Nara lived.

Today Arga must also "go home" to a place that no longer has the true meaning of home. Want it or not, like it or not, he still has to go back there for the night.

"Den Arga?"

When his vehicle had to stop in front of a towering fence haughtily, a middle-aged man inhabiting the guard post realized his presence.

"Open the gate" said Arga, looking straight ahead.

The middle-aged man nodded. He had not expected that his young master would come back tonight. For a long time he did not see the young master visiting.

Successfully passing through the gate, Arga then drove his vehicle quickly to the main door of the Natadisastra residence. He does not need to park in a parking area that has been designed in such a way. Simply park in front of the main door, so it is more strategic.

When he managed to set foot in the Natadisastra residence after a long time, the warm greeting of the guards, buttlers or butlers and some servants. They were of course excited to see their young master's puff.

Arriving at the magnificent and luxurious living room in the residence, a greeting suddenly greeted the eardrum.

"Arga, are you home?"

A woman who was sitting while reading a fashion magazine seemed to display a smile when she saw the arrival of Arga.

Arga did not answer. He casually chose to waltz away, climbing one by one the steps that would take him upstairs. After all, for Arga the existence of the woman and her children was never considered. They just live a good life in their parents' house.

"Your friend asked, why don't you answer, Arga?"

Another voice was then heard entering the auditory senses. Upon turning his head, he found his biological father who had just joined his wife.

"Mas, already. Maybe Dean's tired."

"But Susanne, she's gone too far." The man was firm. "Where is your ethics to parents, Arga?" Ask then, making the footsteps of the son stop instantly.

Onyx black Arga shiny. "Who do you call a parent here?" a slanted smile then appeared. "I have no parents.

"Don't talk to you, Arga!"

"Mas, already. Enough's enough!" the wife seemed to be in disarray, so that the debate between father and son did not get heated up.

"My only parents came home a few years ago. You should have remembered that fact."

After saying so, Arga again continued his delayed steps.

"Arga, back. Papah hasn't finished talking!" natadisastra's Main Wrath. However, it was not taken care of at all by the son.

"Mas, I've." Next to him was his wife who tried to calm him down.

"Arganta Natadisastra, where is your manners huh?!"

Even if the father had called her name repeatedly, Arga did not care. He kept going without any intention to look back. He then entered a room on the second floor by slamming the door so that a loud sound could be heard.

"Arganta!"

Sayup-sayup, Arga can grin the anger of the father from down there. Likewise with the voice of her stepmother who pretended to calm her husband.

Inside the room he had just entered, Arga then started to wander around. He hadn't visited this room in a long time. The room that became a silent witness to the destruction of his family which was once so hailed by many people out there.

The room painted with his favorite color, which is dark blue, is still the same as the last time he lived. The servants must have taken good care of this room. The proof is not even a single item that moved, let alone lost. Starting from his favorite basketball, books, electric guitar, to the award trophy neatly stored in the glass closet, all look the same. Including his photos as a child. The photo prints fond memories of being with her parents, before the woman who is now her stepmother comes with two children who inherit the father's blood.

Arga then walked towards the balcony. The place where he used to love to see the night sky using star binoculars. The tool used to help remote sensing to observe the existence of objects in space is still in his room.

Accompanied by the mother, little Arga will usually chatter at length about the glowing objects scattered in the sky.

Arga used to believe a myth that said that people who died would go to the sky and become stars. His mother also said, if you miss his figure, look up to the sky, then look for the brightest star. His mother will be there.

Arga believed, but that was it. Even so, until now his love for the beauty of the star-studded sky has always been a sight that managed to calm his soul and body. When looking up at the sky, he felt two figures monitoring him from there.

Arga used to live happily in a harmonious family. Before his family fell apart. The harmony that has been spiced up has turned out to be just camouflage. In fact, the family he considered harmonious was just drama.

And the main role in the destruction of life Arga is the Main Natadisastra. The main is a businessman who has many famous people clients. The main has many properties that are used as investment fields. His name has skyrocketed since marrying a beautiful singer who was popular in the 90s, even had to get the Citra trophy.

Ms. Arga is the only daughter of a Singaporean conglomerate. Arga's main and mother married for an arranged marriage. From the matchmaking, Utama got a lot of money from his in-laws. However, the Main who was basically greedy and crazy of treasures, still felt dissatisfied with what he had obtained.

The main then plunge into the world of politics. For the sake of launching his plan to advance in the general election, Utama willing to do various ways to get support and powerful backing, he was even willing to betray the wife. Main play fire for the smooth running as a politician of this country.

Arga is certainly wrathful. He was no longer a child when he realized what his father had done had hurt his mother. Every time she came home from work, her mother would lock herself up. Day by day his mother also lost her spirit. While on the other hand the father is getting crazy work, and busy with his affair. The height of Arga's wrath came when her mother filed for divorce with her husband, at the insistence of her own husband.

The main does not want his name tainted, because soon he will advance the nomination. So, he sacrificed the good name of his wife. The main wanted to attract the public's attention by way of destroying the life of the woman who had given him a handsome son. That is the reason why Arga then hated him so much Natadisastra.

Especially when the impact of the intervention of the father made his mother labeled as an itchy woman who dared to play with fire with other men. Some television stations even blacklisted Arga's mother. Feeling frustrated and depressed because of his condition, his mother even planned to end her own life.

Basically Utama Natadisastra who has been playing with fire, even long before marrying his wife. From the results of the forbidden relationship, born a pair of twins that Arga hated half to die.

"You're home?"

Arga reflexes turned his head when he heard the clattering of steps along with the voice that had just spoken.

"Who's going in?"

"I live here, this is my dad's house. So, I have access to anywhere."

That beautiful girl doesn't budge. He stepped back, narrowing the distance between them. "I'm just saying you're waiting downstairs. Mamah has prepared a special dinner to welcome your return."

Arga is not bullying. He also had no intention of going down.

The cup!

"I wait downstairs," said the girl, who tonight wore the black outfit before it quickly passed, after stealing a kiss on Arga's right cheek

"Name*t?!" Sizzling Arga while rubbing the rough of her stained cheeks.

Arga forgets that he should not let his guard down when dealing with the young female fox. Aggressive and troublesome.

He was utterly disgusted at his own cheek that had been stained. "Fucking girl*n."

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The atmosphere on the luxurious marble dining table looks very quiet. The clang of spoons and knives that jibaku cut a piece of meat with a medium rare maturity level, presumably a representation of the voice of five other people of that age.

"Because you've all gathered. Papa wants to talk about something very important."

As the head of the family, Utama only opened the conversation when the meal was over.

The three pairs of eyes before him were jacking up, two of them were staring at him as if paying attention. While another one prefers to stare at the butcher knife in front of him with interest. It was as if the knife was more attractive than his father.

"Arga, is the knife more interesting than your Papah?" ask her stepmother who tonight is performing in a simple evening dress from the Channel brand.

"Hm. This knife seems sharp enough to take out the pestle in my life." Arga responded accordingly. "They live as parasites. They deserve to be destroyed" he added.

"The arga?!" lerai the father.

The owner of the name turned flat. "What?"

Natadisastra's main stared at his son riled up. This eldest son was already like a wild animal, savage and difficult to tame.

"Listen, you're all Papah's children. Look at your love, without distinguishing you of course."

Arga clucked to hear it. "Bullsh*t."

"Arga," lerai the girl sitting across.

"Arga, Arga, Arga. Everyone here doesn't get tired of saying my name?"

"The arga?!" sentak the father. "Listen, after graduating from school, you can choose your own university. Papah has also prepared a letter of recommendation from the school, so that you can easily get into the university."

The main looked at his son and daughter in turn. "With a note you can continue your education at the university that Papah has chosen."

"Where?" sahut a young man of Arga age who has since chosen to watch the drama in his own family.

"Massachusetts Institute of Technology, Harvard University, Oxford University, Stanford University, University of Cambridge, ETH Zurich, University College London or nothing."

"Yes, Sir. Last option," said the second son of the Major. "Not at all."

The handsome face that tended to the baby face replied casually. It was as if there was no burden in his every speech. Even though the mother had held back furious from the beginning.

The main looked at the frustrated son. Somehow God was so good to him, leave the children who continue to oppose him. So good, he was even willing to pour tens of millions of funds every month to cover the wildness of his children.

"Well, if I have plans to apply at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology or the University of Cambridge. But, on condition that the allowance should double."

North smiled faintly as one of her three children did not put up a fight. Of course, he straightened out.

"OKAY. Anything for you, my Princess."

Sussanne is also seen smiling thinly beside her husband. Proud of the unexpected thoughts of the princess. At least one of her children is reliable.

Not long after, the main happiness was lost when he saw his eldest son move without touching so in the least.

"Where are you going?"

"Reverse." Arga said without turning back.

"The arga?!"

The father's voice that rose again no longer cared about Arga. After all, he was kind enough to stay to watch the Natadisastra family drama.

"One more time," before he left, Arga had a voice again. "My life can't be arranged, since you've chosen to bring them into this house."

"Arganta Natadisastra?!"

Arga did not care if his father would be furious, which surely after saying so he immediately waltzed away.

"Let's remember, maybe Arga's in a lot of trouble." Susanne calmed her husband. In his heart he sneered at the actions of his eldest son.

"That kid is so stubborn!"

The main massage his temple that began to dizzy. Arga has been getting wild ever since he got out of the house.

"I'm also saying goodbye, sir."

Just now that his blood pressure had dropped, now that one more son was provoking Main's emotions. "There's a snack schedule at Paradise Clubs Night."

Susanne was just about to speak up to stop her son, already cut off first.

"It's a routine, sir. The snacks there can make me full as well as happy soul and body," he added before breezing away.

"Geez that kid, is that the same as his half-brother?!" sussanne grumbled in heart.

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TB

Response 07-11-22