The Un Familiar Brother
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"Eugh."

A loud sound from the girl who was lying on a minimalist bed with blue sheets Dongker. A second later, the eyelash-covered compote opened. The first thing to do is to adapt to the dim light that surrounds the room.

"Where is this?" Confused when the net began to adapt to the surrounding.

A dark blue room is the first thing that welcomes vision. There was not the slightest illumination, except from the astronomer-shaped sleeping lights that were on the table near the bed. The windows are closed, and so are the doors. The dim atmosphere seemed to surround the room that was not too big. However, the room looks neat with an interior that is not too much stored.

"Wake up."

"Sister?"

"Why, shocked?" ask the man who has been sitting there since. On a chair by a tightly closed window.

In the sitting position even dim light can not show objects around.

"Where is this?" Nara asked while changing position to sit back.

The last thing Nara remembered was an argument involving the two of them behind the school. After that, darkness took away his consciousness. Waking up, he was already in this room. The room was filled with glittering sharp objects that looked sinister. Wait, what's the name of that thing?

"Katanas. Wh why? You're amazed at my collection?"

Nara spontaneously shook her head. The object in question Arga there are more than ten pieces of various sizes. There are also several types of kunai, daggers, and celurit that adorn the dark blue painted walls. All those stoning looks creepy in Nara's eyes.

"No need to fuck that." The man who was once at home in the darkness suddenly approached. "Eat, it's gone home."

Using his chin, he showed the location of the food in question. When following the direction of view, Nara found a plate with a pile of rice, vegetables, and other side dishes.

"I want to go home now, brother!"

"Eat or you can't go home at all." Tell the man in the bomber jacket, firmly.

Seeing Arga's bomber jacket, Nara remembers her stupidity the other day. He took home Arga's jacket unknowingly. When he refused to be delivered that afternoon, he carelessly took home the jacket of the pride of the SPHINIX gang. Until now he had forgotten to return it.

"Why, remember your carelessness?" Guess Arga.

After saying so, he thrust out Nara's old-fashioned flat object.

"Sok important. A lot of people call your number" he said.

The girl's clear eyes were perfectly patterned. He hurriedly took the object, then immediately checked the call history. There are names Cacha, Arsen, and the father who has been contacted repeatedly. There was also a short stack of unread messages. Suddenly a question arises. How long has he been unconscious?

"Eat, after that you can go back."

Unwilling to argue an Arganta no longer, Nara immediately nodded, then took out a plate filled with rice with side dishes. He had hesitated to eat a dish that had been prepared, afraid that the food contained harmful substances in it.

"Why, afraid there's a poison?"

The man took over the plate on Nara's lap. Scoop Kan a spoonful of rice plus side dishes into his own lips casually. Then chew the food with black onyx fixed on the talk stick. He then said after swallowing the chew.

"See, I'm not dead."

Nara nodded quickly, without a second thought she began to put a spoonful of rice into her lips. At the umpteenth feed, he stopped automatically because he remembered something. The spoon used is the same as the spoon used by Arga. instead, more precisely he who uses the spoon used Arga.

God, does that mean they've been kissing indirectly? indirect kiss?

"Gue doesn't infect the virus." As if he could guess Nara's worry, Arga suddenly nodded..

Gluey!

Again and again, Nara could only curse her stupidity. His free academic grades are always perfect, if every do something related to Arganta Natadisastra he is always careless.

"Resid."

"Well if I see one grain of rice left."

Nara swallowed the saliva with great difficulty. Must be that, huh? however, in retrospect Arga had his humanity side as well. The proof, he still wants to help Nara.

"Buruan!"

"D-yes."

"Lelet."

"Not one whose steps are wide." Little Nara grunt that was immediately responded to the death delikan of the General. "Sorry," ralat Nara.

After finishing her meal, Arga did keep a promise to take Nara home. Since coming out of the dark room earlier, Nara so know if the room turned out to be Arga's private room.

It turns out that Arga took him to SPHINIX headquarters. The magnificent building looked unkempt, with the cobwebs of several corners of it looking deserted. Wall paint that has begun to peel off, coupled with horse statues that stand gallantly like sturdy pillars in the main area, there are also some antique furniture, making the impression of luxury can not be hidden, even though the building is not maintained.

The classic European-style building was once certainly luxurious and very magnificent.See from the architecture, interior and exterior of the building. Abstract themed mural art paintings also decorate some parts of the room. Adding to the impression of high selling value art.

"Sir Ketu, where are you going?"

"Astaghfirullah." Nara suddenly beristighfar because she was surprised by the presence of the fat-bodied youth.

"Eh sorry, surprised by you." The young man looked disinclined.

Not yet Nara answered, Arga had already pulled the ladder and spoke up.

"Gue out for a minute, tell the kids that I'm looking for it."

"Okay, ready Mr. Ketu," jawan the stocky young man.

"Say also to the Libra, use the money yesterday to shop for necessities."

"Wok."

"If I pull it out."

Genta, the fat-bodied young man gave a thumbs-up in response. His eyes had not been separated from Nara. He was curious about the figure of Nara who suddenly appeared from the leader's room. The question is, how did he get in there? how-to? or was Arga smuggling it?

This rare event really makes Genta curious half dead.

Meanwhile, in the parking lot Arga was preparing to take Nara home.

"Good, I'm anter."

Nara could not refuse. After all, when it came out of the SPHINIX headquarters it was pitch dark. Seems accepting Arga's offer wasn't a bad choice.

As the roar of the high-Cc vehicle echoed and split through the streets of the capital, there were many questions that hit Nara's head. The cold night wind that greets you also adds a lot of burden on the head. However, in this condition, his lips suddenly felt itchy to say something.

"Sir Arga."

"...."

"Sir Arga!" call him again in a louder voice.

"Hm?" response of the name owner. "What?"

Nara ducked down, bringing her head closer. He then said sincerely. "Thank you."

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TBC 06-11-22