The Un Familiar Brother
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"Hatcuh... hatcuh.." the sound of sneezing again sounded quite loud, making a man snort to hear it.

"I told you not to take a rain shower, just be stubborn!" he shouted, very annoyed.

"Hatcuh... but this will 'would... hatcuh... I Brother.." replied the interlocutor. Stagnating because of the clean that comes with brutality.

"Yes, you follow your will as well as your own self."

The beautiful girl whose face had gone back pale with a reddened nose as she continued to sneeze was smiling faintly. There was no look of fear when looking at the interlocutor who was feeling upset. But that man is really worried.

"Sister's worried?"

"No. I'm happy!" a beautiful male sewot who was taking off his pride jacket. The jacket was also wet after not being strong enough to accommodate the many raindrops that fell.

Although he had time to rent, the next split second he re-open the sound with a different tone. More friendly and friendly. "illness?" his cold, burly hand also moved, touching the temple of the lover covered in plaster.

"No... hatcuh.." her lover replied, still covered with sneezing.

"Ck. Very weak." Arga clucked a little while pinching the lover's nose. It's so hot because it's red. This action certainly makes the owner groan not like.

"It hurts. Don't pinch."

"Red, like a clown."

Nara poked her lips back at Arga's words. "So it'll be raining, keep sneezing."

Arga mangosteen, justifying his girl's speech. "Hm. Of your own will. Now rasain's the consequence."

"Yes, yes, I was wrong." The girl held her ear lobe next to her. His gaze was still fixed on the interlocutor. "sorry. It will not be repeated."

The handsome man replied. The adorable face of the lover even stunned her. When else try they can speak four eyes with emotions as calm as today.

"Absolutely sorry, Brother?" insist lover.

Arga smiled faintly. "Hm. Be careful if it is repeated. Punishment awaits."

"OK, ready. It will not be repeated again" promised Nara in a loud voice. Presumably, the rain had made his mood better. When other people used to liken the rain to something less good. "Silver can keep my promise" he added, while making a finger promise with Arga's little finger.

Seeing the actions of the lover, Arga could not bear to laugh. The itchy ladder was lifted again, ruffling his lover's hair.

"Yes, I keep your promise."

Nara smiled happily at him.

"Now wear the helmet again, we go home."

Nara nodded quickly. All of that did not escape the black onyx of Arga.

So far, Arga has been the silent witness to how the girl healed her own wounds.

"Aye aye captain."

Arga again clucked a little while turning on the engine of his CBR motor. Both of them did stop for a moment at a Damri stop to wait for the rain to subside. They have separated from the SPHINIX gang and Darmawisata children, considering the direction of Nara's house is not as direct.

"Yes, Brother."

"Don't forget my chat if you've finished taking a bath, eating, same taking medicine."

Nara laughed a little while nodding. "Ready, Brother."

Arga smiled back. "Get in, it's raining again." The ladder again perched on the head of the lover. Handled it a few times.

"Sister too. Be careful on the road."

"Hm."

"Don't forget, take a warm bath, continue to eat and take medicine, let's not get sick" Nara said, as Arga said.

"Copy paste hm?"

The beautiful girl laughed. Laughter that has almost disappeared since yesterday. Now Arga can feel relieved to be able to find it again.

"Sister, don't get sick because of me and the rain. So, you have to obey me."

"Hm."

"If so I go in first, brother. Bye."

Arga nodded thinly. The man was still sitting quietly on the motorbike while observing the heart lover who had just entered his residence.

His heart suddenly returned to the question. Is he really okay? Or is the girl's joking and laughing just a charade?

Arga doesn't know for sure. However, he hoped that his girl would feel better. While turning on his motorbike engine, he once again looked towards the home of the beloved heart to be sure, before speeding away with his proud iron horse.

Meanwhile, across the street, there was a gray hoodie youth who seemed to be smiling obliquely. She has enjoyed the interaction between Arga and Nara.

Remnants of rainwater that made her hair wet to drip from the earrings in her ear lobes, she did not pay attention. When exposed to the wind, the earrings rattled, as if to remind him back to reality.

"I love my half-brother, my half-brother likes my brother. Cih, what kind of fate is this God?"

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Response 08-11-22