Wife 108kg Mr. Bara
Chapters 104. Two different characters.

"Bryan, what are you doing here?" Noah walked up to his cool-looking brother with a piece of white paper that he scribbled with a wooden pencil of various colors.

The lush tree swayed when there was a wind blowing quite hard even for a moment. The wind also hit the boy's hair more silent that makes the hair of his long bangs become messy.

"Bryan, I'm asking you. What are you doing?" ask Noah back.

The more cheerful boy threw his little hips onto the wooden chair, right in front of Bryan who only replied to his question with a lazy glance. Like Bryan said with his eyes, "doesn't your eyes see what I'm doing!"

"Ckk, your mouth is like a mute! Sebel!" decak Noah with lips moving forward.

The brown-eyed retina stared at what Bryan was doing and ignored him.

A small house that stands near the rice fields with mountains and also the golden yellow sun as the view if the sky starts to twilight. The colored pencil strokes looked so neat following the framed lines.

"Put down your colored pencil, accompany me to the house next door!"

"House of the ponytailed girl?" bryan asked, opening his voice. He did not seem to like the look on his face.

Noah nodded his head in response. For almost a month Noah was close to a little girl who turned out to be his classmate in elementary school.

Just like most kids, they play regardless of gender. As long as you feel comfortable, friendship will be established.

"Come on! Cecilia invited us to play at her house, it's not exciting that I'm the only one who goes there alone."

"Lazy!" bryan replied briefly.

Noah who never accepted if his request was rejected continued to force. He pulled the pencil in Bryan's hand, put it back in place and closed the drawing book that had been Bryan's focal point.

"Later continue this. Come on! Accompany me there!"

Noah pulls Bryan's arm to go with him. It's free to reject the forced Noah, as the boy has various ways of getting his brother to come with him.

The footsteps of the two brothers felt so fast that they did not feel now entered the house that was as large as the house they occupied.

"Aunty Merry, does Cecilia exist?" greet Noah to the blonde woman who is now standing at the dining table with a piece of bread that he is smearing peanut butter.

"There's in his room, playing with Kiky" Merry said. He smiled looking at Bryan's flat face.

"Alright Aunty Merry, we're straight up yeah!" Noah immediately passed away. Bryan, who was like a tail, followed Noah from behind.

Merry did not answer Noah's words. He resumed his activity of greasing bread and then put it in his mouth. He had been used to seeing the presence of the two boys for the past month, and in Merry's assessment, the two children next door neighbors were two good children.

Arriving upstairs, Noah went straight to the room of a beautiful girl who always brushed her hair with a pink ribbon that became her playmate at school and at home.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

The door attached to the sticker of the pony was firmly knocked together with a quite shrill cry.

"Lia! Open the door! Lia..let's play!" It did not take long, the door was opened featuring a little girl with a sour face.

"Why did it come?" ketus Cecilia's.

"Important we came. Onion!" reply Noah.

"You're talking to Bryan, too?"

"Hmm .. according to your request, so long time. Come on .. We play!"

"Kneel!" Cecilia invited the two boys to descend from the second floor to the back garden which had a cottage wide enough above the pool. The most comfortable place for them to play, a cool open place and protected from the heat of the sun.

In the cottage there are still some toys belonging to the little girl who was deliberately left behind. From cooking utensils and some dolls of various sizes and shapes such as; pandas, bears and giraffes, as well as a baby-shaped doll complete with a flat pacifier in the little girl's doll's mouth.

"What are we playing?" ask Noah. He was the most excited about Cecilia as well of course. While Bryan chose to sit in the corner of the cottage while staring at the clear pool water.

"Well, just marriage! I'm his mom and Bryan's his dad and you're his son!" the little girl said more to an edict than to ask.

"Well be his son, I'll be his only papa!" reject Noah.

"No, you can be his son!" reply Cecilia insistent.

Noah looked at Cecilia unacceptable, had several times they played a game that Noah considered boring. She has always been a child for both of them, while she also wants to play the role of an adult.

"This time I'm his dad. Let Bryan be his son!"

"I don't want to marry you, she wants to marry Bryan so she's the papa! You're a child so it's appropriate to be a child!" debate the little girl who wears a denim model frog outfit with a pink t-shirt.

It was as if the little girl had forgotten that she was also a spoiled child while eating and was whiny when what she wanted was not fulfilled.

"Why? I'm better looking than Bryan?" noah answered quickly and confidently. His heart seemed to flinch as he began to compare with his brother.

"Can you two stop fighting? If you two still want to go home. It's noisy!" bryan was upset. The two boys were silent, Cecilia stood up and approached Bryan as if asking for a defense.

"Bryan let's play. You become her husband, I become her wife" Cecilia asked as she struggled in Bryan's arms.

The boy brushed off Cecilia's rough hands until the little girl was surprised as well as Noah.

"Lazy! It's a boring game." Bryan moved from his seat, leaving Cecilia and Noah behind.

"Main what is it? There are no other toys. Mending I just draw," Bryan murmured alone. He was not patient enough to face Cecilia's spoiled attitude towards him.

He ignored the voices of Noah and Cecilia who kept calling his name. For some reason now the boy prefers his solitude rather than having to play with his friends.

"It's because of you that Bryan left!" cecilia's nagging at Noah.

"Cok so blame me anyway? You are wrong, why are you so bad. Bryan did not like the same spoiled girl with pink ribbons," Noah's excuse did not accept the blame.

"Why? This pink ribbon is beautiful. Mama said I'm a pretty, sweet kid."

"Still losing pretty to Kiky!" Noah pointed at the furry, moustached animal with a bell around his neck that looked relaxed at the edge of the pool while licking its white and yellow feathers.

"Noah wicked. Huaah!" Cecilia crying. Her loud crying made Noah flounder.

"Basin crybaby!" noah was upset while covering his ears.