The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Brother sister.

Brakhs!

Sean slammed the door. He entered the room and opened his coat and shirt. His emotions exploded. At first he thought that after removing the strangulation that had been stuck all this time would make him calm and would wake Naya up.

But what happened was just the opposite. He's getting bad at being patronizing. For Naya, she was sure the girl must have been getting sadder. Proven because it has not come home when it is night. After finishing work, Sean wanted to apologize. It's just that the girl's house is empty. So is his place of business.

Sean went into the bathroom. He turned on the faucet in the sink and washed his face.

A one-time.

Twice.

Three times.

Sean is upset. The cold water had no effect. He opened his eyes and was aghast as he looked at Sella who was standing from the reflection of the mirror. His sister glared sharply with her arms already crossed.

Sean's frustration level rose significantly, he wiped his face with a towel and threw it at Sella.

"Can't you please don't stumble?" grunting Sean. She passed by Sella who was leaning against the door and holding her towel.

"Trus, it's wrong who's curious. Close the door already rich mother-emak nepuk mattress fit again emotion. Pissing really. I thought there was a local earthquake, you know," Sella said no less cynical. He's approaching Sean. His brother was lying on the bed with his hands stretched out.

"What's wrong? Got a client for nyebelin?" ask Sella. Now he was already sitting on the nightstand with eyebrows going up and down.

Sean confirmed the position. He sat up straight and stared fixedly at Sella who was wearing a nightgown.

"Cell, do all the women in this world always use feelings and get rid of logic?" ask Sean.

"of course. Not all, but almost all women do. Men are called visual creatures and women are emotional. Men put forward logic, if women are many branches. That time just use it, anyway, Mas?" sella sahut.

A second later, his expression changed. He approached Sean and sat down with him.

"Is this about the young widow?" he continued in a whisper.

Sean snorts. He turned his face.

"Why? Rejected, huh?" seduce Sella again. He giggles.

I swear, it was like Sean dragged the girl out of the room, but it was done because he knew the character of his sister. He will definitely make a scene for the residents of the house.

"Collect I did. She was rejected, right?" resella while nudging Sean's arm.

Sean did not answer. He decided to put himself back in bed and deliberately closed his eyes. Bodo was very careful with his sister's words.

"But I think Mas should have total effort. I'm sure it's hard to win his heart. I'm sure he's thinking a lot."

Sella's babble this time makes Sean can not ignore. He sat up straight and looked at Sella's face.

"What the hell is there to think about again? Isn't everything clear. She's widowed. What's wrong with starting with someone else?"

"Yee is not that easy as well Bambang time. There are stages and there are levels. If from my vision as a woman, she must be heavy to step. Imagine, she lost her husband at the reception. Not until then, she also miscarried. It was not long before the news spread widely. Not to mention many people who are hitchhiking on tivi. They said they knew Naya and blah blah blah. And the worse is that they all relate to the past. So according to Mas, can he open his heart so easily?"

Sella shakes. "can't. It needs a big fight. I salute him for not thinking about hanging himself."

"I don't want to do it, Mas. The rumors spread everywhere. The news went viral."

"Yes, but it's just a rumor. Not long either. The Abraham Group also closed the news. Not even for a day. After all, you are educated. Time of believing that. Reason dong in pake. Free doctor's title, too."

"Well, I'm really straight. I was just a story. If I'm not a problem. The important thing is that I like it and Mr. Ibuk agrees. That's it, that's it."

"Now," sniffed Sean again.

"Eciee .. ngebet terribly like," teased Sella again he was blown away when he saw Sean who snorted.

"Don't joke. This guy's serious again."

"Yes yes yes. Maap. But isn't it tempting like this?" Sella back in the whines.

Sean did not answer. His sister was if it had been his chatter beyond the electricity tokens that would run out.

"But, Mas. Nothing is impossible in this world. Being open to the heart does not mean you can't. The point is Pepet continues. Gasken .. don't be saggy."

"Make you feel more. Who else likes it anyway? People just have it too."

"He doesn't want to say. You like her the same. Just ask, everyone knows your gaze is the same he's different."

"Sok knows! Go there. I'm gonna take a shower!"

"Yes, I know."

Sean who was already at the doorway turned back. He carved a cynical smile. "If so, do you know that Ken likes him too?"

Sella's smile vanished. His eyes looked at Sean. He wanted to ask but the brother closed the door.

"Mas ... open the door! What does that mean! Ken has a crush on him, too?"

Silent, there is absolutely no word from within. Of course, that made Sella even more upset. He's gedor the stronger it's the bathroom door. "Mas Sean! Open door!"

Sean chose to ignore.

"Rasain, too rese anyway. Mama's auh."

****

"Neng, it's here."

The sound made Naya jump in shock and reflexively opened her eyes. He was wobbly and right, he had already arrived in front of the house. Simple house with two floors.

Opening her handbag, Naya handed over the taxi fare and left without a sound. Head bowed. He looked at his feet that were moving step by step.

Today his mood was completely shattered. After meeting with Sean he decides to take Mike's place of rest. There he was pensive and started to remember everything. Sean's words are exactly the same as Mike said. If she was a bad woman.

"Where's the number?"

The voice made Naya soar in shock. The key in his hand almost fell.