Never Let Me Go's
Oddities

The atmosphere in the car seemed quiet. 

Beer, the woman was sitting at the back, staring at the two people in front of her with scrutinizing eyes. 

His chin he keeps in his hands with his legs tilling over each other.

"Do I make a big banner so that there is one stop nyosor Taya," said Bir gave a solution in the silence of the car. 

"Style is older than you call her brother" Jean said to the sister's abstraction. 

"We're the same age, what does the world say I call him brother?" Show the beer to Taya. His eyes twisted lazily when he heard the words from his brother.

Jean glanced at the hand that pointed at Taya sharply. 

"Lo is two years younger than Taya." 

Beer flicked his hands, his back he rested on the car seat. 

"Big no!" beer replied with great emphasis, her eyes staring at Jean from the windshield. Refuse raw raw.

Taya who heard the debate both of them could only remain silent with her eyes staring out the window. The wind blew strong enough to drop some leaves from the tree. 

"And, oh! bang tomorrow Come back with me. We want maen, okay! Relax at eleven we're back," said Bir opened his phone. His hand picked up an earphone to remove the silence. 

If you tell your sister to turn on the music, it will be rejected. His brother was a lover of silence.

"Hour half-nine is home." 

Beer's hand stopped, he turned to Jean with a flat eye. How can they go home at that time, the club will even be crowded. Exhaling his coarse breath and moving his hand back. 

He didn't care if Jean told him to come home early. The beer will stick with its schedule, home in eleven nights. 

"Hey, don't forget! I'm going to the ice cream shop first!" 

Beer raised his butt slightly, his hands resting on the two seats in front of him. 

"Look at the streets!" jean's orders were unwilling to glance at his sister.

"Gue's gonna kill you Bang!" 

***

Hit shows at eleven o'clock at night. Jean's apartment now looks deserted. Taya leaned her back on the head of the bed looking at Maran the younger brother who had fallen asleep. His eyes turned to stare to the side that looked empty. An hour ago Jean laid herself there accompanying Maran to listen to the fairy tale she was reading. 

However, the man suddenly stood up as he received a call that was out of nowhere, and left just like that.

Taya pulls the blanket to cover Maran's entire body. His feet he dropped to the side of the bed, stepping towards the door. His throat was dry at this time and he needed water as soon as possible. 

When opening the door Taya served with Beer who was playing mobile phone. He laid his body on the sofa with his legs pointing upward and his head hanging. If you look at such a position it will make anyone grieve. But it seems Beer doesn't feel that way. The woman looked calm with her hands several times taking the snake that was beside her. 

"You're not coming home?" tanya Taya steps her foot through the beer towards the pantry table. 

The beer raised its head and smiled. 

"No, it's too noisy to be at home" replied Bir. The woman woke up from her show. His feet stepped closer to Taya who was now sitting in the pantry seat.

"Tomorrow, before we go to the salon first, okay!" said Beer with sparkling eyes.

"For?"

"Beauty yourself!" answer Beer.

"Huh, I can't sleep because I can't wait for tomorrow" said Bir with a smile.

"Schooling can be skipped, right?" ask the beer who it is. The woman placed her chin on the palm.

The eyes that were originally staring at Taya intensely switched, staring at the secret door belonging to her brother.

All her life, Bir had no idea what was behind the door, or what her brother was hiding there. The door with the name Emerland's Room really made him curious.

However, he also did not dare to break it. Life can be the bet.

"Style," call Beer slowly.

Taya turned her head, she followed Bir's gaze and cleared her throat slowly.

"Lo's been there yet?" tanya Beer pointed at the secret door with her chin.

Taya was silent for a moment and shook her head slowly. In his heart he apologized several times for lying to Beer.

"Ck, not cool," said Bir weakly leaning his head against the table.

The pin si press button sounds both.

Chequelek

"Why not sleep?"

"Gue's not sleepy" replied Bie without wanting to see Jean.

"Gue isn't the same, you are" replied Jean. The man stepped his foot closer to the two or rather he wanted to bring Taya back to the room.

"Come," asked Jean to pull Taya's hand tight enough to almost make the woman look bad.

"Liet sir, so hurry. Want a kiss-kisse ya-Eh Anjir you drink!" beer shouted when she could smell the smell of alcohol from her brother's body.

"Whisper you, go home!"

"Heh lo bearin brother lo home malem-malem gini!"

"Gue doesn't care!"

Bie rolls his eyeballs when he hears Jean say. His hands slowly wave.

"Yes you only care about Taya. Heh don't macem-macem both of you! Legitimate belom, kelar belom is also a school!" The word Beer Jean ignored. Like a bird chirping in the morning, Jean didn't care.

Jean opened the door rudely. Releasing his grip on Taya's arm, the man stepped up to Maran and raised slowly.

Passing Taya Jean stepped out.

"Did? Maran wants to be in some other place?" asked Beer when he saw his brother coming out of the room with Maran in his carrier.

Can Bir saw also Taya who was standing in front of the door with a confused face.

"Sleeping together" replied Jean. The man had just come from the room next to the man's room.

"Yes-"

Brak!

The beer stared at the door of the room flatly. With Beer's hand slowly raised, the woman pointed her middle to the closed door.

After violently closing the door, Jean immediately scattered her body in Taya's arms tightly.

"Em, are you drunk?" ask slowly. His hand he lifted to rub the back of the man who was in his arms.

"No."

"Ah, I mean, you drink?" tanya Taya is back. Instead of answering the man raised Tubun Taya.

His legs walked backwards and dropped his body on the mattress.

From where she lay Taya could see how charming Jean was from below.

"Em, is there a problem?" tanya was a little scared. Jean doesn't like it when someone messes with her life.

Jean did not reply, the man dropped his head on Taya's shoulder and kissed her several times.

"Jean," call Taya weak.

The man turned, his head raised and briefly kissed Taya's lips, then laid his body beside Taya.

Taya confused, the smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke into one. For an hour outside what this guy was actually doing.

An hour is not a long time to relax with an alcoholic drink and also suck on one stick of nicotine.

"Gue just needs your hug."