The Macau Love Story
Four fusillade

In the morning, I was getting ready to go to work, I found Delita rubbing bread with peanut butter sitting on the dining chair.

I was confused because he was still wearing his pajamas.

"Have you not taken a shower?" I pulled the chair in front of him.

Hearing my sudden question, he immediately stood bowing his head, I briefly glanced at his interlocking hands as if showing his fear and nervousness before me.

"I don't have a change of clothes"

I did not respond to my stepbrother's words, I went out from his presence and looked for clothes for him.

I picked one of Nayla's mini-dres, and then I'll leave it to her. After all Nayla does not like clothes lacking materials like this.

"Are you okay wearing clothes like this?" I said while handing the gold dress to Delita.

"Whose shirt is that, brother?"

"I don't like the same people who answer my questions with questions, I ask again. Are you okay wearing clothes like this?"

"T-it's okay, sister" he said stuttered, complete with his paled face.

"Then, now go take a shower, I don't like anyone who hasn't bathed and then sit in the dining chair"

Without answering me, she left after receiving the clothes I gave her. Maybe my words sound harsh, but let it be, I assume I'm venting my frustration at Hermawan.

I waited for him while staring at the phone screen, checking the work that I could check through this thin object, until after a few minutes, I heard footsteps approaching, I scanned his appearance from head to toe, I scanned his eyes, I grieve in my heart.

"Sister" he called made me wake up from the daydream.

"What's wrong?"

Silent until a while he has not yet said.

"Sit down, eat" I continued with a stern intonation "After this I'll drive you"

"But my apartment key is gone, I can't get in"

"Where's your home address?, let me get my assistant to make a duplicate key"

"But doesn't it bother you?"

"No"

"You don't live with your parents?" I asked, we were sitting across from each other just at the table, very clear face that looks wrong behavior.

"We stayed apart" he replied, looking down occasionally at my face, but his gaze fell only on my chin.

"Simply spend it, I'm already late for work"

***

I don't think about the media, it's been a month, they're still stalking me, what they're looking for from me, and I'm not an artist or a public figure.

"Many media Del, I walk ahead of you" I said and without waiting for a response, I immediately stepped three steps ahead of him.

"What's wrong with the media?" the question was plain, when we were already in the car.

"Why didn't we just walk together?"

"You want your life to be disturbed by them?" ask me while turning the steering wheel.

"Why bother my life?" I'm not an artist"

Hufftt I puffed my mouth, not knowing why I was still asking. Really can't be agile in concluding such simple sentences. Unlike Nayla, even before I told her, she was already good at prejudice.

"You go with me, you will be in the spotlight as well as the media" I replied. "Dizziness knows, the days in the aftermath are the same they, people who are not mentally strong, must be suicidal"

Hearing my words, his eyes scanned my face "What's wrong?" I asked when he was still holding on to highlight me.

"Do you have a girl's shirt?" Does your sister have a sister?"

"If so, why, and if not, would you think that I like to take women to my apartment?"

"N-isn't that so sister?" just a wonder"

"Yes, I have a sister"

"Oh"

"Oh why?" many intimidating.

"Why-why?"

"Sister" he called hesitating.

"What's wrong?"

"Can I have her mobile number?"

"For what?"

"For me save on my phone"

"Leave your phone number, I'll call. On the dashboard there is paper with the same bolpoint, you just write it there"

"But you're really gonna call me, right?"

"Why?" how much did I call you?"

He just nodded in response to my words.

"They've changed your house keys" I said without looking at him. "You asked the apartment guard, because my assistant left him"

"Yes, thank you again, brother"

"Hmm" my response was brief.

Upon arriving at her house, I heaved a sigh of relief, until she got out of my car and disappeared from my sight, I hurried back around my car and drove it towards the office, because today Alvin will ask for profit from his restaurant and hotel.

Have three sisters, one different father different mother, another different father, and the other different mother. They may be playing with marriage. Have children

At the age of thirty-four years, a single mission has not been realized.