Cerita Adik Ipar の小説・ストーリー

I said sharply, "I said your bag, is dripping water" he repeated then left, maybe I came out too sharply, I busted another chance with him, then I realized what he said, I pulled off my bag to check. It's truly dripping, I opened the bag to see a can of water in my bag, it's not covered tightly so it soaked my bag and books. My heart hurts, how can a brother treat his sister like this. What did I ever do to him.

“With all due respect, I need you to shut your silly mouth, miss. Stop saying what you don't know. Idara and I have been bosom friends right from our mothers' wombs. She's, like, two years older than me, and, apart from that, she's my legit alter ego. Someone I call fam. So wudup?” Isioma burst out laughing. “Baba don vex o. See how he's even explaining as if he wants to cry,” she took another sip of her beer and facepalmed amid laughter. “Guilty conscience don flog am tire. Sorry, sir, you hear?” Laughing calmly, Candice intervened with, “Please can we just move on with the game, people?” “Oya, go on, babe.” Isioma nodded at Idara. “Sharp sharp, abeg. No time.”

Begitupun Haura, tidak lagi memperdulikan calon adik iparnya, penjelasan sang adik lebih penting saat ini. "Katakan, Syahra, bagaimana semua itu bisa terjadi?" tuntut Haura. Duduk di seberang sang adik. "Ceritakan sama kakak, bagaimana si pengecut itu bisa menemuimu?" Menyentuh jemari Syahra yang terkulai di atas meja. Bayangan pertemuan dengan Nathan berputar kembali di ingatan Syahra. Lengkung tipis merah delima mulai mengutarakan kisahnya ....