We Are Together
Thirty

Why am I crying? That feeling was so happy. Ask in the heart.

When Sherly was about to climb the stairs, Varo suddenly blocked his left arm, Sherly immediately shocked in shock. Varo pulls Sherly's arm, and Sherly falls in Varo's arms. Sherly immediately cried so much in the field of Varo, making Varo's t-shirt becomes very wet because of Sherly's tears are crying profusely without stopping.

Varo clenched his arms, he put his chin over Sherly's hair, his eyes sometimes getting pinched. Varo rubbed Sherly's head fondly, hoping that her sister would calm down and stop crying. Varo really could not bear to see his beloved brother was crying. Naturally, since all the older brothers no one wanted their younger sister to be hurt.

After five minutes passed, Sherly became somewhat calmer than before, her cries subsided, only to still be heard the sound of sobbing. Varo lets go of his embrace slowly, he holds Sherly's shoulders, Sherly looks up to look her in the eyes.

Varo stared fixedly at Sherly's eyes, "Who made you cry like a gini, huh?"

Sherly gulped her saliva roughly as Varo asked seriously. Sherly concludes that Varo is currently angry, because the words that Varo is saying are very serious, there is no joke at all. Sherly couldn't have told Varo that what made her cry was Darel, right?

Sherly doesn't want Varo to beat her lover out. Ah, errat, meaning her ex-lover. He doesn't want Darel to get hurt because of Varo.

I'm the one who's hurt, he doesn't. His inner.

Sherly smiled forcefully as she shook her head, "Eum, I hit a cat on the street bang, so I became cry deh... Kasian is a cat bang, when I hit it until it bleeds, the blood is also splattered in the street bang, pity really, bang?"

Varo shook his head, he really could not believe Sherly's answer, there was no way Sherly would cry about such a thing, right?

Varo squinted his eyes, knowing that Sherly was trying to lie to him with nonsense. Varo gripped tightly on Sherly's shoulders made Sherly's body immediately stiffen, he immediately lowered his head—did not look at the look of Varo's eyes that turned sharp.

"Look at my brother, Sher!" Varo gave the command in a slow voice but was filled with emphasis.

"Don't tell a lie, Sher!"

Slowly but surely, Sherly looked back, occasionally closing her eyes for a bit.

"Who made you cry like a gini?" Varo asked once more.

Sherly stood up and froze. For a few seconds he didn't budge at all, his tongue felt so faint as to pronounce the name of someone he loved, and that person was Darel.

"What makes you cry like this must be Darel, right?" Varo asked seriously while raising his chin.

Sherly shook her head softly, then she lowered her head and linked her fingers, she was afraid, even very afraid that Darel would be beaten out by Varo.

Varo grinned sharply. Without being told by Sherly, Varo already knows the answer. Who else if not Darel?

Varo's principle is that anyone can hurt himself, but no one can hurt his beloved sister.

Varo took off the clutches of his hands from Sherly's shoulders, without saying a word Varo twisted his body. Sherly's tears spilled back, both palms she used to hold Varo's arm, she didn't want Varo to leave the house.

"Hiks, don't go, bang!" Sherly ambushed while sobbing.

Next Varo locked his mouth tightly, he did not budge at all when he heard Sherly's words. "Don't stop brother, Sher! I want to teach him a lesson!" Varo says with a slight raise of his voice, then he throws Sherly's hand until Sherly falls down.

Sherly sat on the floor. His feelings became very raging. He could only stare at Varo's departure. Sherly tries to throw away her negative thoughts about Varo. Sherly shook her head slowly, she did not want negative thinking to Varo, she tried to convince herself to keep positive thinking.

Varo drives his old blue motorcycle at high speed. He ignored the rude swearing made by other riders who saw him as careless as he is today. It didn't take long to get to Darel's house. After arriving in front of Darel's house, he immediately parked it in front of a house that was no less luxurious than his home.

He took off his full face helmet, letting his hair fall apart. After all, he's still handsome. Varo stepped foot towards the door of the house with a white nuance. He rang the doorbell repeatedly, but the door was not opened. Varo growled furiously, he gritted his teeth, his palms clenched, the sign he was ready to throw a punch in Darel's face.

*

Darel's eyes were not closed, he was staring without interest sketchbook his on the desk of his study - he did not want to draw. Darel moved from his sleep lazily, he circulated his gaze, immediately Darel's eyes sparkled when he saw his phone located on the nightstand. He lowered his legs on the floor, his right hand raised to pick up his cell phone, he then walked towards the balcony of his room while smiling with a cell phone.

Darel was sitting on that navy couch, he looked up to enjoy the breeze that swept his handsome face smooth while circulating his gaze around him to see the sky that was once light blue and white increasingly changed color to orange and mixed with pink, and purple that looks so beautiful.

Darel smiling. 'Intelligent.' One word that suddenly crossed Darel's mind when he saw the sun that was about to sink. Darel bowed his face back. As a result, his front hair also dangled down and managed to cover his forehead. Both of his eyeballs noticed his phone that was parallel to his field chest.

Darel's fingers move over the phone's square screen. His thumb pressed his WhatsApp app. Suddenly he was immediately surprised to see the number of chat and missed calls from Sherly— ex-lover. Not only that, many new numbers sent him a chat. Darel exhaled violently when he saw their profile photo on display. Who would dare to spread Darel's number like this, huh? Darel was no wonder the number of strays - he was already ordinary. Darel ignored the chat from all of them, boro-boro dalas—di read only not at all.

Darel pressed the search field above which there is a three-point to the right. Darel chuckled amusedly as his finger moved to type Keysa's contact name.

Keysa-online-s.

^^^Darel: Key?^^^

Why is Darel so bar-bar-like? He cursed to himself, how could he send Keysa another chat, huh? Even Darel wasn't Keysa's man.

"Bodo is very, already already,"

One minute later Darel's phone vibrated, a sign of a chat that had just entered. Darel smiled faintly, then he immediately opened the chat.

Keysa: What's up, Rail? The job's cudgel? That's why I chat, haha

Darel chuckled amusedly when he saw Keysa's chat reply that looked a little stubborn. It seems that Darel now really likes to prank Keysa. Darel prefers to see Keysa when angry. Because he thinks it's funny and Keysa becomes more beautiful when he's angry.

^^^Darel: Pinter really lo, Key^^^

Keysa: If I think about it, you look like bgt ya sm twin lo, you know?

At times Darel's fingers did not move when his mind was busy with words that he could reply to a girl on the other side who was talking to him through chat.

^^^Darel: Clear, Key. My face looks a bit like David. He is my twin.^^^

Keysa: Ih, I don't mean that! I mean you're both your playboy twin!

Darel's eyes immediately glared in disbelief as he read the chat from Keysa just now. A second later he laughed softly. What the fuck? Why do I even say playboy guy like my twin? Yes, it is clearly far different. I'm loyal, not like the playboy David.