The incident happened in the morning wasn't what he had expected it to become. He tried to control his anger from bursting it out on his sister claiming that he made a wrong choice choosing Myra Khaleeda as part of this family. What she said was totally unbearable for him to just sit quietly and watch her made blind accusations. It wasn't something you could forget easily. So he decided to lock himself up in his room the whole day to take some time to calm down the anger in him. He doesn't want to repeat the same argument again, well at least not on the same day.
"Wow, Mama. There's so much food today. What's the occasion?" Exhaling the delicious scent of tasty homemade food made by his loving mother. Quickly, he grabbed a plate and scooped some rice into it.
"Nothing much, just celebrating dinner together since my kids are home." Her face expression showed happiness and glad altogether. It's not easy to have this kind of moment everyday since her daughters were staying across the globe. Alisha migrated to The United States while Alyah still studying in Ireland and it's only Razlan living together with her. "Sweetie, don't eat yet. Wait for your sisters to come down and then we can eat dinner together okay?"
He nodded whilst putting down his spoon on the side. "Alyah is home too? Where is she! I haven't seen her in ages!"
"Right behind you!" She appeared out of nowhere, that startled him as she jumped and hugged him from behind. "Hey kiddo!" He locked her head under his muscular arm while she was struggling to get out from the 'cage'.
"I've been away for long yet your armpit still smells like poop. Bleghh" faking a gag after being released. "You should start doing something about it before getting hitched" she added whilst grabbing a chair next to her brother.
"Excuse me. My armpits smell just fine, in fact your soon to be sister in law will love it and 'this' would be the first thing she'd come home to" putting his hands behind his head leaving his small caves under his arms exposed.
"God, you're disgusting and weird" she shook her head while looking at him.
Razlan smiled to himself thinking how much he missed having his sister around. Both of them have this special bond which none of them can have with their eldest sister, Alisha. They're so much easier to get along together while Alisha was more likely to be on her own since little and chose to not mingle with her other siblings. You can say she's a loner.
After dinner, all of them hung out over at the living room. Doing absolutely nothing just talked and more of a bonding session. This activity excluded Alisha, she went straight to her room after dinner. Isolating herself was her specialty.
"So.. Tell me about her!" Alyah asked after sipping a cup of green tea. She's a health-conscious now since befriending an Asian guy from her softball club in college. Well, according to her, she's no longer a carnivore but fish was an exceptional. He almost didn't recognise his sister anymore, she has shed so many fats in just a year. She was a pear before and now she's more of a cinnamon stick.
"She's a woman.."
"Oh wow really I thought you were gay" she replied sarcastically. "Come on. Tell us how did you two meet!"
He fixed his sitting position by leaning back against the sofa. He chuckled to himself, rewinding to where he first laid eyes on her. It was something that will always be at the back of his mind.
Always. And forever.
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Razlan was just relaxing on his bed, sitting up with one huge pillow behind his back. A book left untouched on his lap for a while now. His mind has been wandering about aimlessly.
*Knock Knock*
It was Alyah.
"Hey. Just want to let you know that I support you in this. Forget what that iron lady said" she was referring to her eldest sister, Alisha. "I know you wouldn't do anything without thinking about it first. And if she isn't the right one, you wouldn't be this love sick as you are now. I can see it in your face, Romeo."
"It's that obvious huh?" He laughed thus putting the book on the side table. "Well, whatever she said will never get me in the head. Like ever."
Meanwhile in Alisha's room;
"Hello. Is this Myra Khaleeda?" Drumming her fingers on the table.
"This is Alisha. Razlan's sister" while the other hand was holding her phone as her nails were gripping it too tightly, leaving scratch marks on the silicone phone cover.
"Listen very carefully" she said sternly.
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Author's Note
Hello guys! Sorry again for hibernating, there's just so many things I was caught up with especially with uni works. Will try my very best to update asap. A huge drama is coming right up on the next chapter! Thank you for reading & don't forget to press that Star button :)
xx,
Mariotte
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