Will Never Let You Go
Sib

"Sir, are you really coming to Mas Elang's wedding?" gusti asked in the doorway of his brother's room.

Pointing out her hand that was about to put lip cream to her lips, Ara turned her head with a flat look. "So. Asked by my father same mother. You want to come?"

"No."

"Really? Than at home. Again, right, you. Can't play."

A rough gust of breath sounded. Gusti looked crouching before finally breeding. "Can, deh. Change clothes, yeah."

"Dress code is batik." Ara informs.

Not long ago, Gusti has been looking charming with a long-sleeved batik shirt. His thin, unshaved mustache made the teenager look much more mature than Ara.

Ara itself looks charming with pants and blouse white color with outer batik as the exterior.

After that, the brothers left for the building that became the wedding reception place Ajeng and Elang by riding Gusti motorbike.

The sound of gamelan was heard when they got to the intended place.

"You want a picture?" asked Ara as they passed the photo spot in front of the building.

"Yes, dong." Gusti looks enthusiastic.

Ara looked at her sister cynically. "Let me guess your boyfriend, right?"

A stifled laugh was clearly depicted on Gusti's face before he took portraits of himself and his older brother. Gusti really likes to prank saying that Ara is his girlfriend to his school friends who do not know that Ara is his brother.

Because of that, Ara became upset because there were some of her sister's female friends who incidentally had a crush on Gusti said indecent to her through the direct message of her social media account.

Ara chose to sit in a chair located in the back. Who inevitably was also followed by Gusti. He and his sister stood as the man and woman who tonight look stunning with traditional wet clothes walked towards the bride's throne.

"Not an IG story update?" whispered Gusti saw almost everyone pointing their cell phone cameras at the king and queen that night.

"It doesn't matter."

Gusti giggles. Not enough to get there, almost in the entire series of events he asked the unimportant thing that ended up Ara upset and hit her face with a bag. He had only completely stopped raving as one by one the food began to be served.

"Pantes reviews. Laper, after all," said Ara followed by a slanted smile.

"Whisper! Cepetan eat abis it home," Gusti said.

"A lot of SMP, here! After eating home."

"Byeah, barin! If you don't go home, what do you want? Nganterin the bride entered the room continues to wait until morning?" cetus Gusti Kontan made the person sitting next to him turn his head.

"Mouth guarded!" whiskey Ara was full of emphasis.

For the umpteenth time Gusti giggled in that crowded place. I don't know, a fight with his sister who until now feels at home in a single place does have its own pleasure.

After waiting for tens of minutes, the time came for Ara and Gusti to congratulate the bride.

"Wow, look who's coming?" An unpleasant tone was heard coming out of the mouth of the bridegroom's mother who was none other than Bu Rini.

Ara became hesitant to greet the woman with the power after just greeting Mr. Pras—ayah Eagle.

"After you have been cut off as the boss of the rich Eagle, now you want to take down the Eagle again? Shameless, yes, you deketin men who just legal to be the husband of people," said Bu Rini with a cynical smile on her lips that polished lipstick red color.

"I've never had that kind of mind. Miss Rini thinks too far." Ara defended herself amidst the gazes of the people who were now focusing on her.

"Omong empty! You used to feel on the wind, right, can dapetin men who tajir twist. But in fact, now you're abandoned. Know for what? Because women like you are not pantes to dapetin men who look. You pantesnya, ya—"

"ENOUGH, YES, MRS RINI!" sentak Gusti, then pulled his brother so that now he is facing Bu Rini. "Bu Rini doesn't have to talk weirdly to my sister. Ma'am Ara is good. So, you don't have to judge him by telling him which ones don't!"

"Sopan, yes, you're talking to the old man. Didn't you teach your parents?" Miss Rini was furious.

The atmosphere becomes unconducive. However, the two pairs of eyes belonging to the teenager and the middle-aged woman did not hesitate to raise a hostile gaze.

"Originally Bu Rini knows, yes," Gusti said again, "Mbak Ara will not come here if Mas Eagle does not meet him. And again, if you know the edges will be like this, I am also lazy to nemenin my brother came to an event where people who have a gawe just can not appreciate his guests. Wasting time!"

"Gus ...." Ara looked at her sister worriedly.

Gusti turned his head, looking back at Ara with an aura of anger still clearly imprinted on his face.

The atmosphere was really boisterous as the invited guests started whispering. Ara became unwell because she had messed up the wedding of Eagle and Ajeng. He grabbed his sister's arm, gave the code to immediately leave the place. "We go home" he said, then looked at the Eagle. "Mas, I'll say goodbye. Sorry for everything."

Without waiting for the Eagle's response, Ara had already dragged her sister out of the building. He walked so fast that his legs were blistered because of the stilettos he was wearing.

Gusti handed the helmet to Ara in silence. Similarly, Ara who clenched her lips tightly when riding on the motorbike. Strange indeed, in the middle of the streets of Solo which is still crowded, Gusti and Ara actually feel so lonely.

"You were so brave." Finally, Ara opened her mouth.

"Don't say the same father mother, yes, Ma'am," Gusti said fearfully.

"Yes. Just go first, Gus." The sound of Ara was slightly shaking. The words of Bu Rini successfully made her insecure with her condition. Bahk, after she holds the status of a student.

"If you want to cry, cry, Ma'am. Let's be relieved."

Hearing that, Ara kept her head down and tears immediately fell behind the helmet glass she was wearing.

I don't know where you are

It feels like my life without you

Is there you miss me

Like me who always misses you

Damnit damnit! The sound of the buskers singing in front of the tent stall successfully made Ara who was stopping at the red light more and more as they pleased.

"What kind of guy does that make me, anyway, what should I think, Gus?" ask Ara when the bike is back on. Her tears were still flowing, though not as good as before.

"Duh, what the hell, Ma'am?" Gusti asked in a dislike tone.

"Bu Rini, his grandmother Mas Darma, father, mother .. they have the same opinion."

"Pantes or not it depends on Ma'am Ara," said Gusti half-creaming because of the noise of the vehicle at this time. "And one year is enough for nangisin Mas Darma."

"Nobody is crying about him" said Ara.

"Yeah, whatever your mouth says." Gusti seemed to not care, then continued his delayed speech. "It's time to improve. Let someday if you meet Mas Darma you do not need insecure anymore. After all, if the real soul mate will not be pegged chicken."

"That's a windfall, Dodol!" Ara snapped the grey helmet Gusti was wearing.

All that is being done is grin.

"But .. you turned out to be an adult as well. You should have been born first, Gus," said Ara amazed by the words of her little sister who gave her spirit. Yes, just a little like if people put micin into vegetable soup.

"Relieve it! If I were born first, I wouldn't have a sister. Especially her sister modeled after Ara."

"Based on your old sister!" Regretfully Ara gave praise to the only brother she had. His sister was a shackle, but deep in his heart Ara was grateful to have Gusti in her life.

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