Getting Married Due to Misunderstanding
3. Sweet smile Alisha
...Alisha Psychos...
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One of the things I avoid the most besides other people is intruding on my privacy, I am also very uncomfortable with the crowd. I'll be ten times quieter than usual. There was a sense of trauma when others found out that I was the son of Fatih Adnan, and a twin of Alesha Adnan. Therefore, I closed everything about my personality. Even my four best friends don't know at all if I'm Alesha's twin. I cover myself enough to avoid bullying, even though Alisha is not Alisha who used to be a victim of bullying. However, the trauma remains to this day.
When my best friend asks me to visit my house I always make a thousand excuses to avoid. I always switch the conversation when they talk about family relationships. But over time I felt like a neatly stored carcass, not until when this will take place. I just want to save myself from people who will compare me to Alesha.
"Al, just this once, we're going to your house! We're doing our job in your house, right?" said Azura pleading.
"I'm sorry I can't, I think your place is better and definitely comfortable." My answer. I don't have the right words to avoid. But the figure of Alesha who was standing far away from us distracted Azura and Hafizha. The eyes of the two children sparkled happily like they had just obtained a treasure.
"I just squirm in plain sight, if Alesha is that beautiful. So insecure." Azura said it was starting to go overboard. If I feel jealous, I am. Because as a child I had the position of an Alesha. Which is known by many people, dear to all lecturers, and certainly the darling of our parents. He looks like everyone's favorite kid. While I'm just the rest of the wreckage of the plane that fell if lined up with him.
"Or not Al, if the woman next to him is Alesha's mother. Yes, Alesha can be that pretty. Her mother is beautiful." The word Hafizha chimed in on the word Azura. The two of them were like crazy praising Alesha's beauty. Even this was not the first time they had behaved like this, I only fell silent when they often praised Alesha excessively. But their actions reminded me of the school days that people always compared me to Alesha. And without them even realizing it, they had managed to open my old wounds.
"So good looking, her mother loves Alesha. As the news goes, Alesha is the only daughter in her family." Azura. This kid seems to know Alesha better than me as her twin.
"Have you finished praising Alesha? Do you want to add more?" I said somewhat annoyed, the two of them immediately looked at me with an intimidating look.
"How come you're sewot?" azura and Hafizha said together unintentionally.
"Today the weather was very hot, "I said reasoned while shaking my palms towards my face. Azura stuck the back of the hand against my forehead. Until it makes his eyebrows wrinkled.
"Are you sick? it rained like gini even said hot." Azura said looking around if I was lying to avoid something.
"My heart is hot" I said slowly. But like yes they both heard my words.
"Your heart? What the hell does that mean? we don't understand" said the two of them at the same time.
"No need to understand either. Let's go!" I said deliberately pulling the arm of Azura and Hafizha's hand. When I just turned around, I accidentally hit someone's nose. My forehead with her nose collided with each other. I apologized, even if it wasn't intentional. I saw the man wearing sunglasses. He was very charming only visible from his thick black eyebrows neatly arranged naturally. As I watched the man closely, my two best friends nudged my arms.
The man took off his glasses while remembering my face. Maybe my face is no stranger to her. He wears a black shirt that folds up to his elbows combined with black pants. The look is no less charming than Hollywood actors.
"Alisha, Alisha Adnan isn't it?" ask the man to make sure. I nodded at his question.
"I am Bara Ebrahim, the friend of your brother." He said by extending his right hand so that I would return his handshake. Then I immediately shook his hand and introduced myself. Hopefully this guy in front of me isn't one of the crocodile predators.
"Alisha Adnan," I said so briefly because I immediately took off her handshake.
"And this is Azura, and Hafizha, they're my best friends." I said I know my best friend. Then Hafizha immediately shook hands while introducing herself as well as Azura.
"Hafizha,"
"Moon,"
"Ashura,"
"Moon,"
"My destination is here because Hanzal told me to pick you up, Alisha." Clearly, it made my brain meloading for a few seconds. My older brother, Hanzal Adnan, will not volunteer to do me any good. I'm sure once a man six years older than me there will be some ulterior intent behind his kindness.
"I'm very appreciative of your efforts. But sorry, because today I brought a car at once there is a campus assignment at my best friend's house, so I can not accept your good offer. Again, I apologize and thank you." I clearly. Actually that reason was enough to avoid the man I just met. I am not comfortable when I am in one transportation with strangers except motorcycle taxi drivers and car drivers.
"And the task can be done online only. You don't have to worry about Al's job. You also said you can't do it in your house." Azura said. Both of these children when they see a man who looks clear is indeed extraordinary fast motion, lightning alone seems to lose quickly with both of them.
"But" I said, not yet finished, Azura picked up the car keys.
"Please Al, the car is safely under control." Azura. They both immediately left in front of us. I only resigned when they were gone until his back was no longer visible.
"Come Alisha!" barra said to break my daydream. I didn't say the word sarcasm. I prefer to be quiet as long as we walk.
"Alisha, do you have a boyfriend?" barra asked after we were in the parking lot. The man opened the front door for me so I could sit next to the driver.
"Nothing" I said as briefly as I could. I put on the seatbelt. Then Barra got in the car. He wears a seatbelt. After that the car started to crawl away from the parking area.
"Is there anything else, other than you being told by my brother to pick me up?" my question is so calm.
"There's no one." He said the car split the streets of Jakarta which was wet due to the new heavy rain. But this is not the direction to my house.
"Why do I have to go through here?"
"We're going to the hotel" he said calmly. For a moment I digested his words.
"The hotel? What's that for?" I asked high, because I was a bit shocked to hear his invitation. How not, we just got to know a few minutes ago but this man immediately invited to the hotel. Is this guy a psycho?
"It's usually dong to say it. I wouldn't be weird with you. Just calm. Because Hanzal asked me to meet there." He said so relaxed. I sighed as the car drove faster.
Arriving at the hotel, I just followed Barra's steps to the room that was intended. Using elevator. I'm still thinking positively, maybe I'll meet at the hotel restaurant. But unfortunately my mind had to be lost because he asked me to go first when the elevator opened. Our steps aligned, he opened the hotel room by attaching a vvip card he was holding. When the door opened, Hanzal was already there with his three friends.
"What did you ask me to come here?" I said ahead.
"Sit down first Alisha. It's a drink for you" said Barra, giving a glass of water in a long glass.
"Sister wanted to pick you up, but couldn't. So I told Barra to pick you up. That's it." He said, I immediately sat next to Hanzal.
"Unfortunately I don't believe it" I said making the four friends of Hanzal's sister laugh out loud. I just scrunched my forehead.
"If you forget, let me remind you. I'm not Alesha who needs a private driver anywhere. I'm sure you know what I mean." I said, before Hanzal answered someone broke down our door that Hanzal had ordered.
"Where's Hanzal?" said two adult men who have muscles like a boxer athlete. His face was red with anger. We just looked at the two people with many questions. One of the men dragged Brother Hanzal by strangling his neck. I'm kind of shocked to see that. Even if Brother Hanzal is like a mortal enemy to me, he is still in my blood. We all stood up when Brother Hanzal was severely beaten. That man should have been able to defend himself. But he was reluctant to learn martial arts. Finally he only resignedly got hit three times on his face. Until Hanzal's face was covered in blood. Her bright yellow face would be in stark contrast as fresh blood flowed down her face.
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...Connect ...
...In her heart Alisha must be she just wants to ngetawain Her brother. ...
...Romance thin-thin begins...
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